The sacrosanct notion of work is the cause of most of humanity’s woes. Never trust the priests of work because they’ve poisoned their minds with it. For example, the quantity of economically necessary work declines, yet politicians and economists tell us that the only way to end unemployment is with more useless work. Why couldn’t more people do much less?

The invention of workerism gradually, and even then only partially, subverted our natural inclination to be lazy and our disinclination to work.

The ugly brown dye of work spills across this miserable civilization, saturating the fabric of everyday life, day after back-breaking day.

The masses martyr themselves with work.

Work surrounds us and lays siege to our souls.

Going to work is like hurling yourself into an abyss.

“Elite” workers are allied with bosses against fellow humans who are either incapable or, praise them, idle.

Work inhibits the noble passions of humanity.

Workers betray their natural instincts to be lazy and lose their vitality – stop being workers and never work again.

Laziness is the mother of passion, a veritable bed of lust.

Laziness is the source of all virtue.

Work is the graveyard of bad intentions.

Authentic humans feel degraded by those who preach the religion of work.

Pay your debts with an effigy of your boss.

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