Actually, kurty, I found it to be fascinating viewing. Only because I felt I was on the outside looking in.
But I could never become part of that scene without serious psychological consequences being visited upon me, lol. Just by watching I could tell that say, if I had to sit a table with a group of typical clubbing 20-somethings for more than 15 minutes, I would probably turn into one of the ranting homeless guys or religious freaks with signs that are also walking around downtown on a Friday night. In fact, one might even have to wonder if such exposure to the theater of fatuous flirtation and self-infatuated gobbledy-gook that occurs in such settings might even be to blame for their mental instability. It makes me wonder...