"Explosions are not comfortable"
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“Explosions are not comfortable” lands with the deadpan chill of someone who’s watched a society confuse pain with progress. Zamyatin, the engineer-turned-novelist who gave us We, knew how revolutions sell themselves: as cleansing fire, as historical necessity, as a moral spa treatment. He punctures that romance in five words. Not “tragic,” not “heroic,” not even “terrible.” Just “not comfortable” - a deliberately small, bourgeois adjective applied to an event that tears bodies and states apart. The comedy is the point: when language shrinks catastrophe into mild inconvenience, it exposes how ideological talk anesthetizes real suffering.
The line also reads like a warning about the psychology of upheaval. Explosions don’t only destroy buildings; they detonate habits, hierarchies, certainties. Zamyatin’s fiction is obsessed with systems that promise comfort - perfect order, perfect rationality - and the human impulse to blow holes in them anyway. Here, discomfort becomes the honest metric: transformation hurts, and anyone pretending otherwise is either selling something or planning to survive the blast from a safe distance.
Historically, Zamyatin is writing in the long shadow of 1905, 1917, and the tightening vise of early Soviet control. His work was censored; he ultimately left Russia. That biography makes the understatement bite harder: he’s not making a pacifist Hallmark point. He’s naming the cost that utopian rhetoric tries to launder away, reminding us that “necessary” violence still feels like violence when you’re close enough to hear it.
The line also reads like a warning about the psychology of upheaval. Explosions don’t only destroy buildings; they detonate habits, hierarchies, certainties. Zamyatin’s fiction is obsessed with systems that promise comfort - perfect order, perfect rationality - and the human impulse to blow holes in them anyway. Here, discomfort becomes the honest metric: transformation hurts, and anyone pretending otherwise is either selling something or planning to survive the blast from a safe distance.
Historically, Zamyatin is writing in the long shadow of 1905, 1917, and the tightening vise of early Soviet control. His work was censored; he ultimately left Russia. That biography makes the understatement bite harder: he’s not making a pacifist Hallmark point. He’s naming the cost that utopian rhetoric tries to launder away, reminding us that “necessary” violence still feels like violence when you’re close enough to hear it.
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