Where Have All The Beautiful People Gone???

Look out at any metropolitian city bustling with ppl... This is when u have to go downtown.. the bus terminal .. the train station... the heart of the city ...where you have sea of ppl swaddling there way thru in the course of the day... go there at 5:00am... if ur headed out for shift work... this is when u are most likely to notice this phenomenon... u find none of those pretty girls who inhabit the streets in the brightest of outfits ...swaying left and right those pubescent hips in a way only young girls can... thru the streets distracting any mortal male ...They dont live here....they dont exist on the planet... those cute lil kids with water bottles and bags holding mommies hands as the cross the roads in herds ... all dressed alike like they all fell out of some giant candy jar.... they have been sucked outta the planet too... you dont see dazzling young men weilding their immaculate gadgets and brief cases and shades thru which they give those stares to those afore mentioned pretty lil things ... they dont seem to exist either... then who does live on this planet ... if it were to be visited by an alien life form at 5:00 am....well the welcoming coming committee..is a paltry bunch of old men with tired faces... running to get to their jobs to feed their loved ones... no there isnt much enthusiasm on their faces .. it isnt cheery or full of joy and grace... as are those of the other hours of the day.. these men men have faces cast in stone... and spirits that have faded and withered away... they are the ones that make the welcoming committee... no wonder those aliens keep turning back... for as they see it ...there isnt much life on the planet ... most ppl are asleep ..and the ones awake..seem to keep repeating the same things over and over again... they jump off one mode of transport to another ..and then they keep doing some mundane task till they get exhausted and return back to their domicile to sleep and the cycle continues... are u sure this is a sign of intellegent life asks one alien to the other... how different are they from the ants in our ant hill back home? ... what would those aliens know about life on earth, families in far away places, friends we cherish to be with, consuming fluids that play with our emotions...things we do to feel happy, how signals captured through wireless devices make us laugh and cry ... what would those aliens know about money and loans and debts and credits and ursuries... what would those aliens know about death and loss and pain ... what would they know .... about hose faces cast in stone ..those tired old men dragging their feet thru the wee hours of the morning... what do they know about how he makes sure the beautiful people inhabit the better part of the day...