I’m a lover of Vonnegut because he was so full of impotent rage that leaks onto the paper because he can’t hold it in. In comparison Robin Williams was funny because he was depressed. Vonnegut was funny because he was so angry. It gave him quite the unique flavor. I’ll relook at swain. Because writers have often tapped unknowingly into what was going to happen during the creative process of using words. And so it goes.