Talking the Walk

I am sick and tired of reilliterating myself. This is my personal stance:

There is nothing morally wrong with clubbing. If there is, I've too many people to condemn, and I've got better things to do with my life.

There is nothing wrong with clubbing, dancing, drinking, grinding, getting piss-drunk-like-cm-on-cookies. The question, however, is whether you are fine with it.

No one gives a shit if you puke on the dance floor. closing time. Your puke will dry, a mop will come. Tomorrow night, someone else will puke where you did. In the herd of oscillating sheeps, you really aren't that important. If you still feel a mess, take a look across the club, there are many more drunkards in agony with you. Whatever you do, you aren't alone. That's the beauty of it.

However. If you still feel bad, the problem lies not in clubbing, but with you. If you are able to accept the consequences of a hangover or a sober guilt-trip the next morning. By all means, continue.
If you are having issues accepting what you're doing, compare whether your overall happiness clubbing outweighs your sorrow.

Its really that simple.

so why don't I club nowadays? Its got nothing to do with moral highgrounds. I just dont like the loud music cause it reminds me of live firing and I'm pseudo-enochlophobic. I hate crowds.