Chapter 7, "I Turned Eighty-two on November 11" Summary

The first couple of paragraphs describe the problems of growing old, most noticeably how gravity is no longer a friend. This hardly remains the main topic of discussion, as Vonnegut quickly moves to a mention about war. Vonnegut lists the government, corporations, charities, and religious organizations as just some of the institutions that tend to get corrupt, greedy, and stupid, but at least they can't ruin the music. He reflects on how during the Vietnam War, as corruption, greed, and stupidity ran amuck, that the music continued to get better and better. Vonnegut describes music as the only evidence he ever needs that God exists, and explains how the blues were the root for every good music form that would eventually follow.

Vonnegut then discusses how every generation has the problem...