Just finished reading Karl Ove Knausgaard’s two-part essay on computers and technology—first published in Harper’s as The Reenchanted World, now also translated in Weekendavisen (Verden, der forsvandt and Tallenes tale). I must admit I was expecting insight into how Knausgaard sees the role of computers, information technology, and artificial intelligence in our lives today. What I got instead was a long meditation on not knowing anything about computers, interspersed with memories of his youth in 1980s Norway, a gardening anecdote, a brain surgery observation, and an ayahuasca trip in Greece. Yes, the writing is evocative. Yes, the mood of alienation is palpable. But the structure wanders so much that it ends up mirroring the very problem he’s describing: being overwhelmed, adrift, disconnected. I kept wishing he’d go deeper into the actual functioning and logic of digital systems, or offer a more coherent critique of how computation and abstraction have restructured our reality. Instead, it becomes an essay about not being able to write an essay on the topic—ironically highlighting the loss of “an outside” to technology while never quite grappling with the inside of it. A missed opportunity, though with beautiful detours. https://harpers.org/archive/2025/06/the-reenchanted-world-karl-ove-knausgaard-digital-age/

08/15/2025 18:06:51


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