I concur wholeheartedly that this is momentous writing:one that is even now more critical and urgent than 40 years ago, when it was first published.Each page offers words-thoughts that ricochet long after their initial bang! Here's a sample:+ to work for delight and authenticity is barely distinguishable from preparing for a general insurrection.+ the surest chances of liberation lie in what is most familiar. Was it ever otherwise?...the living reality of non-adaptation to the world is always crouched ready to spring...it confronts you at each self-evasion, it grasps your shoulder, catches your eye, and the dialogue begins...+ docility is no longer ensured by priestly magic, it results from a mass of minor hypnoses...ideological hypnosis is replacing the bayonet.+ people who talk about revolution without referring explicitly to everyday life,without understanding what is subversive about love and what is positive in the refusal of constrains,--such have a corpse in their mouth.+ if the word 'innovation' means anything it means transcendence, not camouflage.+ consume, consume: we take ashes for fire.+ the young are already old and everything we are building is already a ruin.+ the obligation to produce alienates the passion for creation.+ affluent survival entails the pauperisation of life.+ the dictatorship of quantified exchange (market value) colonized everyday life... the bourgeoisie traded in BEING for HAVING.+ the fight is unfair. words serve power better than they do men...at this moment language swoops down on living experience, ties it hand and foot, robs it of its substance, ABSTRACTS it.+ the system of commercial exchange has come to govern all of people's everyday relations with themselves and with their fellows.every aspect of public and private life is dominated by the quantitative.+ ideology still has one trick up its sleeve--that of posing false questions,raising false dilemmas and leaving the conditioned individual with the worry of sorting out which is the truer of the two.+ even when it is co-opted and turned against its original purposes, poetry always gets what it wants in the end...no poetic sign is ever completely turned by ideology.+ the long revolution means that we have to build a parallel societywhich can counter the dominant system until such time as it is strong enough to replace it.+ the fight for language is the fight for the freedom to love, for the reversal of perspective.the battle is between metaphysical facts and the reality of facts:i mean between facts conceived statically as part of a system of interpretation of the worldand the facts understood in their development by the praxis which transform them.And on and on the explosive phrases go, injecting heavy doses of adrenaline into our resolve.Even though I take exception to Vaneigem's advocacy of violent resistance,his book comes the closest to diagnosing the cause of our present narcosis and, even better,grounds the revolutionary turning on the rich dirt of everyday life.How could we ever think it would be otherwise?