Every Five Seconds an Inkjet Printer Dies Somewhere
A little potpourri by
Johannes Grenzfurthner
Guenther Friesinger
Department of Philosophy
University of Vienna

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Every day, the snuff picture sites on the internet display pictures of people, and sometimes animals, who died in the most unusual circumstances. In this gigantic photo depot I also discovered an image of the remains of the head of an American who, after a short morning visit to his office, left his workplace in order to leave a trail of carnage at a nearby supermarket and finally to kill himself. Somehow the police photo landed on the website, and below it was a commentary unobtrusively written in Times New Roman font: “Maybe his inkjet printer had a paper jam.” Who knows? In office space no one can hear you scream.
The first album by the German punk group Abwärts, released in 1980, carried the wonderful palindrome KOMA/AMOK as its title. This antithetical pair outlined two approaches for the punk movement’s reaction to the capitalist system and its pressure to succeed: either against oneself, or against others. The alternative culture magazine Slam writes: “Maybe the world seemed and seems no longer to be changeable, save that one withdraw fully into a depressive waking coma or that one let out – in the extreme case – all of one’s pent up aggressions in a hypertrophic burst of violence.” If one opts for one of these two alternatives, the solution of passive autoaggression is far more common. The probability that a man in Germany will run amok is around 1 million to 1, while for women the probability is 20 million to 1. Running amok is a male-hegemonial problem. [note: In the German-speaking world, the expression amoklaufen (to run amok) is used exclusively in the context of violent incidents like the one described above. Interestingly, English usage has diluted the impact of the Malay word for a “murderous frenzy” by applying it metaphorically in a host of everyday situations. This text uses the term in its original context of extreme outbursts of violence.]
It was on 11 September 2001, of all days. On the day that more than 3,000 people died in New York as the result of a terrorist attack, a young man in Erfurt (Germany) finally received his long awaited sport shooting license. His name: Robert Steinhäuser. Only a few months later the nineteen-year-old would achieve woeful

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