I had been meaning to read this book for years! Over time, I've read several Kurt Vonnegut books from Cats Cradle to Sirens of Titan and then some, but for some reason I had held off on this one. Overall, it seems to be a rambling but disturbed account of some of the most evil committed by men! In his introduction, he says that it all happened, and maybe it did in his imagination, but it paints a horrible, unimaginable psychological condition experienced by at least one man. But no, it doesn't concentrate on children going to war, but they did. I hate war! I wish that we humans could survive without it, and I fear that in the end it will be our downfall!