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Cats Cradle

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Eddie Costello
Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
The book begins with a writer researching for his book . John, the author and narrator of this story, wants to create a factual book about “The day the world ended”. It was about the day that the first atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima and what important American people were doing on that day. He talks with Newt, son of Dr. Felix Hoenikker, the creator of the atomic bomb. John soon learns of ice-nine (a tiny bit of it could freeze all the water in the world) from Asa Breed, the supervisor of the lab where Felix worked on the bomb. Asa at first lies about the existence of ice-nine. John also discovers that Frank, the other son of Felix, is on an island called San Lorenzo. He goes there to research more for his book. On the plane John meets Newt. He reads a book about the religion of Bokononism and it's customs. Shortly after arriving on San Lorenzo the President falls ill. Frank, who is going to marry the President's daughter, Mona, doesn't feel up to the job of being president so he asks John to do it. After a lot of convincing John says yes. He learns that the reason Bokononism was outlawed was to give the religious life of the people more meaning, it was Bokonon's idea. During John's inauguration, the former president dies. It soon becomes apparent that he committed suicide with a sliver of ice-nine. Frank, John, and Newt clean up the mess and go out to watch the air show. During the air show something goes wrong and a plane crashes. The explosion causes the house to tip and the president's body to fall into the sea. The ice-nine in his body freezes all the oceans of the world and causes an incredible storm. John and Mona hide in a dungeon until the storms stop. When the storms stop they rise to find that the survivors had all committed suicide with the ice-nine. Seeing this Mona does the same. John wanders the island until he finds Newt and the Crosbys, who are still alive. From then on they live on the barren...