Going nowhere

Sometime I think maybe I am just getting old. But then the things that make me think so are most enthusiastically practiced by my age group. For instance, I do not understand why people pay their hard earned money to walk nowhere, bike nowhere and dance with no one wearing the most unflattering clothings in nondescript smelly rooms. Are we so alienated from the world and ourselves that our most basic physical activities have to be alienated from their functions also? You take the elevator down three floors, drive ten blocks to your stairmasters and stationary bikes on your lonesome. Someone once told me that it is a good way to meet people. For crying out loud, I certainly hope bad lighting and the lack of oxygen have the same effect on the human body, particularly the eyes, as alcohol! The only gym I enjoy is Weingut Friedrich-Wilhelm-Gymnasium, and its products not only taste good but do wonders to your eyesight too.