Is It a Disease?

Take away the spiritual benefits of Deconstruction and it seems just an excessive, cancerous form of consumerism. The patient feels a constant need to buy articles he has no need for, only to destroy them meticulously in order to make room for more. It’s a hunger that cannot be satisfied, a thirst that will never be quenched. When he’s not out hunting for prey, the Deconstructionist stays indoors, behind closed curtains in the dungeon that’s his home. He’s a robot vampire, feeding on screws, springs and electrical components.

Fortunately, the disease appears neither contagious nor hereditary, and the patient does little harm to anything other than discarded machines, toys and appliances.