cross-posted from: https://lemmygrad.ml/post/3190048
I've been languishing in my comfort zone. Continuing to do so will have terrible effects for me. To quote Marx, I "[have] become a monster, a huge mass of flesh and fat, and [am] barely capable of walking any more." Ever since the pandemic started I've become a terminally online antisocial weirdo who barely ever leaves my room, let alone the house.
Of course, in addition to the damage this does to my personal life, it also makes me non - potentially even counter - revolutionary. As someone who wants to be a communist instead of just some internet poisoned middle class dilettante, I don't know how I can be expected to jeopardize the comfort of my parasitic labor aristocratic class position when I can't even get out of my comfort zone enough to go outside, eat real food, and do even the barest minimum of light exercise.
I find putting on shoes puts me in a more active mindset, and it's easier to start and complete tasks.
I think that's a Pave-loave per-sychololology. I wear shoes at work, so when I'm wearing shoes it must be so I can get work done.
That makes sense, although I've gotten to the point where positioning myself to put my shoes on and mantaining the position to tie them leaves me out of breath. I could stick to sandals though probably.
A what? Are you talking about Pavlov's behavioral conditioning?
Yeah, but I wanted to communicate that it was little more than a pop-psychology understanding of it.