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        The　past　ages　of　man　have　all　been　carefully　labeled　by　anthropologists.　Deions　like　‘　Palaeolithic　Man’，　‘Neolithic　Man’，　etc.，　neatly　sum　up　whole　periods.　When　the　time　comes　for　anthropologists　to　turn　their　attention　to　the　twentieth　century，　they　will　surely　choose　the　label　‘Legless　Man’.　Histories　of　the　time　will　go　something　like　this:　‘in　the　twentieth　century，　people　forgot　how　to　use　their　legs.　Men　and　women　moved　about　in　cars，　buses　and　trains　from　a　very　early　age.　There　were　lifts　and　escalators　in　all　large　buildings　to　prevent　people　from　walking.　This　situation　was　forced　upon　earth　dwellers　of　that　time　because　of　miles　each　day.　But　the　surprising　thing　is　that　they　didn’t　use　their　legs　even　when　they　went　on　holiday.　They　built　cable　railways，　ski－lifts　and　roads　to　the　top　of　every　huge　mountain.　All　the　beauty　spots　on　earth　were　marred　by　the　presence　of　large　car　parks.　’

        The　future　history　books　might　also　record　that　we　were　deprived　of　the　use　of　our　eyes.

        In　our　hurry　to　get　from　one　place　to　another，　we　failed　to　see　anything　on　the　way.　Air　travel　gives　you　a　bird’s－eye　view　of　the　world　–　or　even　less　if　the　wing　of　the　aircraft　happens　to　get　in　your　way.　When　you　travel　by　car　or　train　a　blurred　image　of　the　countryside　constantly　smears　the　windows.　Car　drivers，　in　particular，　are　forever　obsessed　with　the　urge　to　go　on　and　on:　they　never　want　to　stop.　Is　it　the　lure　of　the　great　motorways，　or　what?

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