Consumption Disease: When Shiny Stuff Hijacks the Human Brain
Isn’t it funny how the real important things—things that should stop us in our tracks—barely get airtime anymore, while the latest shiny stuff gets us drooling like Pavlov’s dog?
First, it was the iPhone. Then the iPhone 2. Now we’re somewhere around iPhone 87 Pro Max with something called Dynamic Island—and folks are still lining up like it’s water in a desert.
Gadget makers must be laughing all the way to the bank. Honestly, if there’s any disease the 21st century gave us, it’s not diabetes or anxiety. It’s consumption disease—a relentless craving for new, faster, sexier… stuff.
So serious is this sickness that we might need to retire the original definition of “consumption” as tuberculosis. Let’s update the medical journals.
Consumption Disease (CD): A chronic psychological condition marked by obsessive desire to own, click, scroll, stream, download, and update things you never needed until a tech company said you did. Side effects may include eye strain, debt, existential confusion, envy and occasionally, madness. There should also be a warning that victims often suffer from “mocking bird syndrome.’
Let’s illustrate this madness with a throwback. Remember Rapelay? That wildly inappropriate game that somehow trended hard, got slammed in the press, and then—surprise!—skyrocketed in downloads. Yep. We condemned it publicly, but downloaded it privately. That’s CD at work.
And here’s the scary bit: our consumption disease isn’t just hilarious—it’s dangerous. One day, someone with enough smarts and enough evil might drop a glittery bomb. Not a real bomb, no. Just a piece of irresistible content, or a food additive, or a “free app” that promises the world. And like obedient piranhas, we’ll zap it up—only to find it turns us blind, or insane, or permanently ad-watching zombies.
You think I’m kidding? Try running down your street screaming. Chances are, three people will follow you without knowing why. If a TikTok influencer tells folks to eat washing powder for detox, it’s over. Remember when people were actually licking toilets for a clout challenge?
It’s not reason guiding the masses anymore—it’s stimulus. Shiny, spicy, viral stimulus.
So, who wins in this madness? The despots, of course. Whether it’s a tech genius, a global tyrant, or the devil himself—anyone who can hack attention and feed the consumption beast becomes a god among men. All they need to do is dangle the next shiny thing—and we’ll sell our souls, or at least our privacy, to have it.
Now zoom out a bit.
What if this was all part of the test? What if your obsession with smartwatches and dopamine-scroll feeds is actually being monitored via a Divine Matrix—an intelligent system designed not just to observe your consumption patterns but to see what it takes to wake you up?
You’re being watched—not by Big Brother, but by the Big Creator. And He’s curious: Will you trade your humanity for hype? Your soul for subscriptions?
This isn’t a call to toss your phone in the Nile (though tempting). It’s a call to stay awake. Because the next shiny thing might not just rob your time—it might cost you everything.
