Even if Kittler didn't have a very distinctive writing style, his essays would be instantly recognizable by the topics that he choose to clash together: Lacanian psychoanalysis, war technology, Wagner opera, Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow, mathematics and music, computer programming, Pink Floyd and Jimi Hendrix, the genesis of the Greek alphabet, Heidegger's philosophy. And it is also very revealing how he adresses himself and into which context of like-minded people he would put himself: We literature scholars, we programmers, we philosophers...
Over the past years I have grown a bit weary with literature and culture studies and their speculative look at the world being presented as factual. Maybe this book of Mr. Kittler can serve as a wake-up call. Yes, his conclusions are often far-flung, nearing the unbelievable and are stated as facts even if they just come from speculation. Does it say anything about the albums of late Beatles that the stereo tape recording technology has been developed for military purposes during WW II? I'm not so sure about that.
Largely we still live in a world where intellectual realms are separated, artificially divided into domains that do not want to have anything to do with each other. There are way too few scholars really crossing the boundaries between science, engineering, and humanities. Therefore it is so refreshing to see that in Kittler we had a scholar who really understood technology, and expressed his understanding in a way that is probably inaccessible to pure technologists who do not have any training in the humanities. Kittler neither simplifies technology for the humanities reader, nor does he simplify his scholarly discourses to be understood by engineers. This makes his essays on the one hand very demanding, on the other hand unique and revelatory. You don't have to believe in every conclusion to be provoked to think about radical ideas like "Does software exist?" (Kittler says, no, in a way similar to Barthes and Foucault announcing the death of the author).
And in the end, Kittler's scholarly prose has poetic qualities and meanings:
"Wie läßt sich Heideggers Gestell verwinden? 2007, hier und heute? Kann die Gefahr - mit Hölderlin - uns retten? Ja nein, nein ja. Solange wir - Konzernen wie der IBM und Microsoft ergeben - Computer immer nur top-down entwerfen, von Bill Gates' Geschäftskalkül hinunter zu den vielen Einzelteilen, treiben wir (Männer, Programmierknechte, Stanford-Studenten) bloß Mimesis, ja Mimikry an jenen einen Gott, der ohne jede Frau und Liebe als Schöpfer auszukommen glaubt. Wundern wir uns daher nicht, wenn die Computer sich mit Bugs und Lügen rächen. Würden wir sie nämlich liebevoller bottom-up entwerfen, würde vieles anders. Wir könnten zwar nicht mehr Milliarden Dollar mit der Lüge namens Software scheffeln, doch HAL empfinge von uns Programmierern - streng nach Turing - nacheinander Sinne, Muskeln und ein Herz. Computer wären Embryonen, die in einem Mutterschoß (um mit Homer zu rechnen) zehn lange Monde wachsen und gedeihen. Dann geben wir sie frei - wie jeder Mutterschoß sein Kind.
Vor Liebe zu Penelope fährt Odysseus heim. Wir wissen nicht, ob sie ihn liebt." (p. 375/75).