Player Piano seems like a better forecast for how society is progressing, actually

Totally irrelevant; this isn't a matter of the author being one thing or another. The point Vonnegut makes in the story is a philosophical one, namely that a blind pursuit of equality is wicked and inhuman, which is transparently correct.

Arguing that point with a fictional novel seems incredibly opaque, inefficient, and sometimes disingenuous.

Sometimes fiction is the best way to express truth.

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Your comment isn't nearly as clever or original as you think it is.

At least it was clear, efficient and sincere!

Seems like he was both.