What did work was “if I can study for 20min, I will have studied enough for today.”
I’ve had mixed results with this approach. On one hand, the constant interruptions don’t work at all for me. But it’s an uphill fight to really feel like that 20 minutes (or whatever) is “enough.” I often feel like if I start, I have to finish, or else I risk not picking it back up again. It’s frustrating and makes me want to put my head through a wall.
At least we know how the floor got cracked.
Furry Jesus was watching? Ew.
And yet so many people are hung up on berries.
It’s just a side effect that the guys on top take most of it.
Side effect? That’s the whole point.
I’m in agreement with you - my comment was directed at those who refuse to consider anything outside of their box. I mean… look how many people in this thread got hung up on “food is free” and couldn’t be bothered to read/think past that statement. Marx is dense, and way above the average reading level here in the US. Combine that with relentless anti-intellectualism propaganda, yeah not a lot of people are going to bother.
pretends we’re not lazy af
I’ve gotten flak for posting this before, but:
everybody knows
others who control the ideas of society have so successfully stigmatized these ideas and their proponents
Resulting in everyone “knowing” that the existing system is how things are supposed to be, and thinking differently is just laziness/entitlement. Or straight up heresy.
Marx citations
Bingo (long version that most won’t take the time to read let alone consider)
I used to think I was a night owl, so I got an overnight shift. Was up most of the day at times. Eventually a doctor recommended I take provigil (which didn’t do much). Moved to a different job on second shift. Still miserable sleep. Learned enough that I got promoted into a 24/7 on-call role with lots of 5am start times for various projects and 9-5 meeting availability. Misery (which should not be a surprise).
I suspect my body isn’t on a 24-hour cycle. But good luck getting a doctor to take that seriously.
Ayup, just couldn’t think of a witty caption so I invoked the Spirit of the Meme.
Abstraction layers of spreadsheets and accountants, baby. My hands are clean!
sentences a few thousand more people to misery, bankruptcy, or death with the stroke of a pen
Classic comic. Though I’ve come to replace Apathy with Dissociation.
Need physical therapy? Get fucked. Can’t exercise because of a chronic, unhealed injury? Fucked. Mental health disorder keeping you from being active and eating well? Mega fucked.
I’m in this comment multiple times and it’s as depressing as it sounds.
They can do two things at once.
They’re not, but they could.
Exitilus ftw.