Turns out that I'd read this before, a fair while back, probably even before
Slaughterhouse-Five. It's good, though I'm not sure what's with a lot of it (of course, a book like this tends to makes more sense in the overall impression than in the details, to the extent that it makes sense at all). Has made me think about satire. Also, Vonnegut is so easy to read! And he knows just what he's doing.