Life Is About Recapturing Lost Freedoms.

...[w]e Should Be Mucking About All The Time, Because Mucking About Is Enjoying Life For Its Own Sake, Now, And Not In Preparation For An Imaginary Future. It's Obvious That The Mirth-filled Man, The Cheerful Soul, The Childish Adult Is The One Who Has Least To Fear From Life.

A Conclusion I’ve Come To At The Idler Is That It Starts With Retreating From Work But It’s Really About Making Work Into Something That Isn’t Drudgery And Slavery, And Then Work And Life Can Become One Thing.

Being Lazy Does Not Mean That You Do Not Create. In Fact, Lying Around Doing Nothing Is An Important, Nay Crucial, Part Of The Creative Process. It Is Meaningless Bustle That Actually Gets In The Way Of Productivity. All We Are Really Saying Is, Give Peace A Chance.

Working Is Bad Enough In The Winter, But In The Summer It Can Become Completely Intolerable. Stuck In Airless Offices, Every Fibre Of Our Being Seems To Cry Out For Freedom. We're Reminded Of Being Stuck In Double Maths While The Birds Sing Outside.

The Best Thing That Can Happen To Anybody Is To Be Sacked Or Made Redundant Because Often That's When You Think, "i Don't Want To Become One Of The Living Dead. I Haven't Got Anything To Lose, Now I Can Start To Follow My Own Dreams."