The automaton, it would seem, is an object to be both feared and desired. The mechanised personification of man reflects that which usually remains below the surface - the lure of sexual deviance, the agonising fear of the loss of self. What is worse than having to endlessly repeat a pointless action, able to move but unable to flee? The automaton is the emblem of insignificance within society, of capitalism, prison, the strait jacket... And the only way to reduce the fear is to conquer it. Be the one who turns the handle, who cranks the levers. In proving ourselves the übermensch our desires will cease to deviate for they will become the norm.