It’s true.
Good Lord, I think of my father and mother, growing up in the Depression, who had lots of friends who liked to sing, dance, play musical instruments, go to movies, ---oh, take walks, even. Knew how to be friends, how to date and how to court ---Knew how to have a good time---
I'm rambling because I don't quite know what to say. This hang out, hook up thing isn't fun or liberated or anything. It's just depressing. Don't you think so?