I like a lot of what they say in the article, but I don’t agree with “laziness does not exist.” I am a walking (moseying), talking (muttering) example of Grade-A laziness. I have all of the privileges and advantages a person could want, except maybe for a gross excess of financial wealth. But I’m not broke. And I’m a straight white cisgender male who was raised as a WASP in Southern California. The world’s my oyster. I should be captaining myself a pretty golden destiny.
But I usually can’t be bothered.
I have a pretty good brain for academics. I scored a 1500 on my SAT in 1987, but my grades were only so-so. (Because of laziness, I tellya, not because of anything actually standing in my way.) I didn’t bother busting my ass to get into a better college than my local community one, I didn’t bother to try to transfer to a better school, and once I started working in Hollywood I didn’t really concentrate my efforts in any one field, nor did I spend much of my spare time writing and honing my art. I’ve played guitar since I was ten, but I never practice, so I suck at it. I’m too lazy to finish the bodywork on my 1970 Cougar, so it’s been sitting there in bondo-and-primer shame for over a decade.
And y’know, I’m never so depressed that I can’t get out of bed. Even on days when I’d like to stay in bed and not face anything, I can’t ever actually bring myself to do that. I get up and take care of business, even if it’s the bare minimum to get by. But rarely do I put in a large fraction of the effort it would require for me to excel at anything.
Because, goddammit, I’m lazy. I’m not proud of it by any means, but neither am I about to try and pass off my failings as the result of anything at all getting in my way except my own damned inertia.
Sometimes I just wanna sit down and read. Or lie in a hammock. Or beat off. All too often I’ll just procrastinate. Sometimes I’ll sit down to write, look at the screen for three minutes, and realize that I’m suddenly a bit sleepy, and I might as well try again tomorrow. Or the next day.
I could fix this, all by myself in fact, if I put in the effort. At certain times in my past, I’ve done just that, and been delighted with the results.
So I should do it again, and just give up being lazy.
I should also give up the Dr Pepper habit too, because that’s probably not helping.