In the last fifty years America has become a lot less joyful and playful to the benefit of no one. Except to the people incapable of having fun who enforce today’s morality standards.
I’m 63 years old. I have no police record of any kind. No arrests, no questioning, no nothing, except traffic tickets. The last one of those was twenty years ago.
I am not a threat to anyone. But every male today who enjoys looking at women is considered a threat. Even thinking about women in certain ways is considered a threat, unless, of course, corporate America makes money off it. Look at Amazon’s latest film called Jolt produced by a woman director. Corporate approved and produced violence against women. I ramble.
Decide for yourself what we have become.
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This is an official SAS ad that appeared in May of 1968 in Playboy. You can judge for yourself what we’ve gained and lost. I shall read.
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Confessions of a Girl Watcher in Scandinavia.
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It all started on my S.A.S. flight.
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All my life, I’ve had only these three weaknesses: blondes, brunettes and redheads. So what happens? They have a blonde, a brunette and a redheaded air hostess.
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Right away, my favorite quote came back to me. “I can resist anything except temptation.” I succumbed. I would watch girls. We landed at Copenhagen. I put on my sunglasses, picked a sidewalk cafe and watched.
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I watched blondes, brunettes and redheads. I consumed several Danish beers, half a dozen small breads and aquavits. Poetry was unfolding before my eyes. I was inspired.
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Later in the day, I followed the migration to the Tivoli Gardens. Beautiful. More blondes, more brunettes, more redheads.
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Then a thought of diabolical cunning occurred to me. By the latest census, girls comprise about fifty percent of the entire Scandinavian population. I could drive around and girl watch too. I went to Hamlet’s castle. “To be or not to be,” the guide intoned hauntingly.
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I watched the girls.
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Then I drove to Stockholm. Lovely city with a groovy old town and streets full of strolling sun worshiping girls.
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Oslo. Here luck was with me. A swinging festival was underway. Wild folk dancing, singing, girls tuning up for spring, then up to the fjords in blossom time. Apple blossom, cherry blossoms and wholesome blossoming girls.
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So, back to Copenhagen. Ah, Copenhagen. Serenely I took in the theaters, restaurants. Athletically, I roamed the countryside digging its pastoral charms. A healthy mind in a healthy body is what I always say.
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And now for my last confession. I did all this on an SAS Dollar Wise tour. You drive where you like, do as you like. Economy airfare from New York, three weeks accommodations and use of a Volkswagen with one thousand free kilometers cosst only three hundred and thirty eight dollars.
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Dig? Ask your travel agent or write S.A.S. Box 3443, Grand Central Station, New York. NY.
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Oh, by the way, there’s unlimited free girl watching Scandinavia.
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You’ll love us for it.
