Kurt Vonnegut hadd a huge impact on me.
First came I to contact with him in high school.
I often read through the books in the shelves in the back of the class (where I always was, every class) when I was bored out of my mind in english... which was always... possibly because everything we were reading in high school English I already read in the back of the class in jr high....
But I came across a tattered paperback copy of slapstick, the book was open and bent, and I scanned a few paragraphs while looking over it, and it was so cynically absurd, just the most absurd dystopian post apocalyptic depiction of the US, I just had to pick it up.
The part I read was about legislation put in place to help the underprivileged, and u fortunate by assigning everyone in America to a series of families, so everyone would be able to have family to fall back on in hard times, but the way it was pitched, and the way it was inevitably used, was of course not to help others, but to enthusiastically tell people outside their tribe, to go take a flying fuck at a rolling donut. To take a flying fuck at the moon. Because of fucking course it was.
It also really helped with my multitasking, as I was effectively reading Vonnegut while keeping tabs on where we were in hamlet or Othello in case I was called on to read.
Apparently this was the worst Vonnegut book ever written, particularly notable since Kurt himself labeled it as such.
So uh, yeah, apparently the worst fucking book Kurt Vonnegut ever wrote is the one that had the profound impact on my life.
How utterly absurdly appropriate.
So uh.... you want to read one of the worst books ever written according to said author of book and pitched by random guy on internet?
Slapstick is your book.