Mankind is progressing toward the most perfect form of lazy possible. Not long ago having water come out of a faucet inside your house just by twisting a knob would have been amazing. Having light at the flick of a switch would have appeared to be magic. Cooking food in minutes inside a box with no wood, coal, oil, or even heating coils would have seemed impossible. People being unfit by choice would have been mindboggling.
Now these appear to be the norm (at least in America). The vast majority of homes have water, electricity, microwaves, and countless other devices that allow us to do what we want rather than what we must to survive. Apparently, what we want is just to sit around and not really do anything. Of course, we all know how lazy everyone is (and maybe that explains why courtesy is dying, as I mentioned in a previous entry–courtesy just takes too much effort), so I don’t need to harp on that. The interesting thing is how it affects our beliefs.
Many people look at outdoor, labor-intensive occupations as “lower” than mind-numbling, Dilbert-esque office work. People have to find time to “workout” to become fit, if they even care at all about their appearance or health. After all, why maintain a healthful lifestyle when you can pop a pill or have surgery? “Oh, I clogged an artery? Just swap it with that other one, and I’ll be good for a few more years.” The romantic sentiment is that “you should love me no matter what I look like.” Why isn’t it “Since I love you, I will actually get off my lazy butt and workout?” If you care for the other person, shouldn’t you care enough to try to look that much better for the person? And if you try to cop-out with the “that’s superficial” card, shouldn’t you still care enough to workout in order to be healthy so you can live longer and share a better life experience with your partner?