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I'm

going

to talk a little bit about what's going

on in quantum mechanics, and I'm going

to

talk a little bit about what's going on

in quantum mechanics.

For those of our sons and daughters who

cannot find understanding in the home, there are

a hundred evil substitutes abounding everywhere, and all

times with disastrous results.

I'm going to talk a little bit about

what's going on in quantum mechanics, and I'm

going to

talk

a little bit about what's going on in

quantum mechanics.

It's so funny that I could grow up.

It's so funny.

These European teenagers are being addressed by Bertrand

Russell.

They are the byproduct of World War II.

They are war babies.

They were brought into a hell created by

their parents.

Uncertain birth grows into uncertain maturity.

They want to be different.

They don't want to belong to any mass

society.

They have their own tight clubs, their own

in-groups.

In this summer resort at Versilia, Italy, the

children of the post-war rich hang out.

These young hippies have a tough job staying

loose.

Aside from an occasional kiss hello and a

kiss goodbye, they don't dig much of anything.

Result?

A study in boredom.

Finally, someone has come up with a new

kick.

Let's have a party, a do-it-yourself

piggy roast.

Let's have a party.

Let's have a party.

No one is hungry.

Waste and destruction aren't so hip after all.

Will they do it again?

If so, then the pig died in vain.

In the Swiss Alps, the teenage swingers are

not interested in death.

They are interested in snow.

They are interested in skiing.

They are interested in sunshine.

They are interested in Band-Aids.

What was that line about the best-dressed

woman?

England is the land of the rockers and

the mods.

Unlike the rockers with their black leather jackets,

the mods pride themselves on their sartorial splendor.

This episode in Leicester shows what the possibilities

are when a mod chick enters a rocker's

hangout.

They play a game here called Conquering Hero,

which dates back to when knighthood was in

flower.

But the ground rules have changed somewhat.

With this coin, the chick sets in motion

a wild motorcycle race.

After a complete circle of the city, the

racer who returns first before the record stops,

wins the right to seek the prize.

The favors of the fair lady for a

weekend.

The name

of this game is Chicken.

These high school students in France have innovated

a vertical twist to an old standard.

The two combatants have to climb up on

top of the elevator and stay there until

it hits the skylight.

The first to yell brands himself Chicken.

There goes last week's winner.

This contest separates the cool from the uncool.

Poppy Day is in full bloom in England,

and at Cambridge the young students dedicate a

full 24 hours to the destruction of state

tradition.

Originally, the true purpose of this holiday was

to honor the veterans.

However, it is difficult to establish what they

mean by the word veteran.

Chances are they mean those citizens who at

the end of the day have survived the

students' demonstrations.

Even the most ardent non-conformists eventually end

up conforming.

And in the most traditional way.

Many years ago, an authentic French general assumed

the rank of corporal.

This so moved the French military that they

established the Sincere Military Academy, which is dedicated

to his memory.

The cadets and their dates are dancing the

Madison, a step forward and a step backward.

Just like the general.

It is

very safe, but very dull.

Slightly less in alignment and far more undressed,

these young Parisian artists have organized a happening,

an intellectual orgy.

Admission is free.

Anyone who has the address can participate.

Attention!

They try to make every night New Year's

Eve.

The French put up with these happenings because

there is hope that out of this madness

will emerge the writers, poets, and painters of

tomorrow.

From one type of madness to another, there

is no echo of laughter, only the faint

memories of anguish and death.

Here once stood the world's most highly organized

murder factory.

Today, Dachau is an historical museum.

These are the war babies of Germany.

Since they must accept the responsibilities of their

parents, it is necessary for them to see

the Dachau Museum with their own eyes in

order to believe what happened.

Dachau was farther out than any nightmare that

they could imagine.

This trip through the museum is not compulsory.

The official guide, himself a former prisoner, shows

the tools of death and pleads with these

youngsters to learn a lesson.

Heidelberg is the city famous for its university,

the oldest one in Germany.

These students are a different group.

They are not interested in Dachau or the

outcome of war.

They are only interested in upholding their Prussian

prides and prejudices.

Until a few years ago, admission to the

student clan exacted a penalty.

The neophytes had to undergo the mensur, the

duel which would leave on their beardless faces

a permanent badge of courage.

A sword scar.

Today, the ruling body of the university has

prohibited dueling.

There is a more practical way to achieve

this mark.

It is less romantic, but equally cutting.

School opens today in Amsterdam.

This freshman is not late to class.

He is just trying to avoid the ancient

student ritual known as hazing, Dutch style.

Haley!

Getting caught saves a trip to the barber.

Haley!

Haley!

Haley!

Back, you sucker!

Haley!

Eggheads, and it's only the first day of

school.

Sometimes the hazing gets out of hand and

the students get hurt, but still they continue.

The press, the parliament, and the public have

tried to abolish this degrading ceremony, but without

success.

Because once through this, the victims themselves are

against doing away with the status quo.

Next year it's their turn.

On the other side of the channel, we

see the pupils of the Royal Ballet School.

One of the most highly respected classical ballet

schools of dancing.

On the broad shoulders of these young men

rests the responsibilities of disputing the many charges

against modern youth.

Unlike most young people of their generation, these

dancers don't cultivate violence.

They let themselves be cultivated.

These young Norwegians seem like characters for whom

time has stopped.

A port, a ship about to sail, a

heartbreaking separation.

An inheritance of the sea passed on from

generation to generation.

A captaincy handed down from owner to only

child.

The sadness of these lovers who must bid

each other farewell.

It is she who is leaving.

This delicate, fragile girl is the captain who

will guide the ship through the wild North

Atlantic.

Back to the kitchen.

For a complete about face, we take you

now to a club in Montparnasse.

Here are gathered together another segment of the

new generation.

In this torpid, heavy atmosphere, centuries of restraint

are discarded.

The third sex needs no longer be clandestine.

In fact, far from staying hidden, some set

themselves to compete with the original opposite sex.

Watch the fellow in the sweater.

He knows more about makeup than any girl

in this audience.

In a

short while, Les Lee will perform before an

audience of connoisseurs with all the ease and

self-confidence of an accomplished actress.

It is a difficult profession.

One has to be cut out for it.

Celentano and his clan are the most popular

rock and roll group in Italy today.

Like their American contemporaries, they compose their own

songs, but in their own way.

The title is Sad Saturday Night.

There is nothing like an improvised audience.

The Celentano clan will have a run through

here and now using one of Rome's oldest

fountains for their background.

Allora, ragazzi, dato che combinazione vuole, voi siete

lì e noi stiamo qui.

Vorremmo farvi sentire una canzone nuova, una canzone

che abbiamo fatto noi così.

And so this modern troubadour, accosts with conscious

dignity the task of interpreting the restless anguish

of today's youth.

Ogni volta noi diciamo, da mangiar!

Mangiar!

Da dormir!

Avete capito?

Allora, facciamo una prova, proviamo eh?

Da mangiar!

Da dormir!

Allora adesso cominciamo a cantare.

Da mangiar!

Da dormir!

I don't know why, but why isn't she

here?

I don't know why, but she'll come back

to me Why do I

have to eat?

If I lose my mouth, if I get

sick If

I lose my mouth, if I get sick

Oompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

loompa loompa lo Oompa loompa loompa loompa loompa

ompa lo vem Te diyor

Na na na na na na na na

na na na na na na Ce lo

fai lo spogliarello?

Ma no dai, lo spogliarello..

Cosa vi siete messi in testa?

Adesso anche lo spogliarello!

Ma via!

Dai…

Do you want the striptease?

Please.

Shut up.

No.

No.

Nottingham is one of the most tranquil provincial

towns in England.

This happens to be a particularly good day.

The sun almost never shines through.

Here in Nottingham, D.H. Lawrence, the author

of Lady Chatterley's Lover, passed his childhood and

began to formulate his revolutionary ideas.

Justly proud, the students of the local university

consider themselves the ideal heirs to all healthy

expressions of the sexual instinct.

This gathering of the students of Nottingham is

a practical demonstration that the message launched 30

years ago by D.H. Lawrence has even

reached the young people of his native city.

These young people believe in free love, and

they do indeed give proof of possessing a

rather fertile imagination when it comes to taking

a position.

In a public square in Glasgow, a large

group of Scottish girls have assembled for a

protest meeting.

Their protest is against free love.

I am a woman.

That's what I am.

I live in Leicester.

Have a go, horseface, have a go.

Come on, pick it up.

I'm a woman.

From the signs they carry with fierce pride,

we learn that they are against the alarming

spread of materialism and the decline of familiar

bourgeois customs.

They also condemn the indifference of these males,

who do not take into proper consideration their

romantic or matrimonial aspirations.

The only trouble with all of this is

that they are too young to be old

maids, and already too old maidish to be

young.

To defend their position, only a few girls

remain.

Go on, go on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

You big lug.

You don't get what you've done.

In reality, they ask very little of life.

A simple affectionate proposal from the opposite sex.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

Affectionately escorted by his father, mother, and devoted

chauffeur, this young neuter is taken to a

special clinic hidden in a quaint section of

the suburbs of a large city in Switzerland,

safe from indiscreet glances.

♪ ♪ ♪

This hospital

is a kind of clinic for lost souls.

The therapeutic methods practiced in this type of

establishment rarely achieve satisfactory results.

♪ They

are not interested in girls.

And they are not interested in boys.

They are only interested in being left alone.

♪ Because of

the many frustrations, a nurse who works at

this clinic for too long sometimes becomes a

lost soul herself.

Among the younger generations of the Scandinavian countries,

the virus of racial intolerance has apparently caused

no epidemic.

♪ Here is a good example.

The marriage of a Swedish girl from Stockholm

and a colored student.

Make a wish.

I've made a wish.

Come on.

It must be considered more of a custom

than a passing fad.

Norway, Sweden and Denmark, countries which up to

now have been considered the happy hunting ground

of the Latin lover, have had to give

way to the appeal of the African lover.

♪

♪

♪

♪

The long road toward racial integration has found

individuals willing to take it without prejudice in

most cases.

Most of the credit must go to the

girls who have succeeded in overcoming the blank

wall of bias against mixed marriages.

This is an example of the civilization of

Northern Europe.

♪ ♪ ♪

If one fears death, one does not deserve

to live.

This is the motto of these young people

whom we see training for future parachute jumps.

Their philosophy is, it is better to live

a single day as a kite than 100

years as a lamb.

The badge of courage is to see how

far you can fall without pulling the ripcord.

They fly by day and they flirt with

death, but flirting is not enough.

They must go where death lives so at

night they all meet at the local cemetery.

The ingredients are hard liquor and girls.

A midnight whiskey party like so many others.

Perhaps a bit noisier, perhaps a bit scarier,

but the tenants downstairs don't complain.

Part of their desire, to overcome fear.

♪ Sweden

has the highest suicide rate in the world.

It is not unusual to see a young

couple walking hand in hand in love through

a cemetery.

To play

in cemeteries is not uncommon.

They have a morbid preoccupation with death.

The tombstones covered with snow create an intangible

sadness that does not detract from the transparent

purity of the landscape.

♪ The

voice that the young girl is listening to

is a recording by the European actress, Catherine

Spock.

The lyric is bittersweet.

It says, funny how love can be, but

it isn't funny, it's sad.

She is contemplating suicide.

An example of the exquisite service of the

Swedish government is this sign.

Before committing suicide, call 90,000.

It is the phone number of a minister.

Every day in Sweden, four persons reach the

desperate extreme of suicide.

Usually they are young people.

This minister is urging these young people to

go out and live, to enjoy, to tear

themselves away from the contemplation of suicide.

From two or three o'clock at night,

suicide is the most common way to hear

a fellow human being's voice.

Those who call know that they can be

anonymous and that they can call anyone.

The ministry in Sweden is not only busy

saving souls, but a great deal of their

time is spent saving lives.

Where will they go?

What will they do?

Are they any farther out than the roaring

20s, the depressive 30s, the frantic 40s?

When questioned individually, these young people said, there

is nothing wrong with this generation, nothing that

wasn't wrong with past generations.

We will grow up and move on into

the next generation.

We certainly hope so, because in the final

analysis, whom do they hurt?

Mostly themselves and the ones who love them.

A man who is determined by the nature

of the gang, by the norms of the

Refa system, wants to break out.

Half he sees him, half he sinks in.

Secret seducers lure him everywhere.

The sex business pushes him up, paints him

a rosy picture of the sweet life.

The photos of Eva's slightly shabby daughters enrage

many.

A pinch of the Dolce Vita also wants

to entice the man on the street.

For a few pennies in a nightclub.

Striptease is show business.

The English word striptease means to undress while

nodding.

The stripper hardly thinks about it.

For her, learning how to pull out is

shown as sex, nothing more than a hobby.

Routine, business, work, an abandoned artistic.

Striptease blooms and thrives and the so-called

beauty dancer, as the stripper likes to be

called, does not live badly.

The art business striptease is not limited to

naked undressing scenes.

Musicality and dance movements belong to the exciting

back and forth.

The blues, the most sensual and at the

same time the most difficult of all social

dances, is written by the beauty dancer on

the curved body.

It combines sluggishness with smoothness, provides for the

refined, nerve-wracking delay.

This is Diana Day.

It is her stage name.

Day is English and means day.

Very original, because her working time is the

night.

Some think she is shy of daylight, but

that is hardly true.

However, she likes candlelight because it is so

romantic.

Striptease must not be ordinary and what is

said about it should hardly interest her.

She worked in a nightclub as a cook.

She fell for an agent who persuaded her

to try.

So Diana became a striptease dancer When she

dances on top without, she does not think

much about it.

She only has a fever from time to

time during the re-study of a dance.

But that has nothing to do with her

nudity.

After all, people at the FKK beach walk

around completely naked.

The game is over.

The men of creation get hats and coats.

On the way home, they may discuss a

little more, lively and with a lulling tongue.

At four o'clock in the morning, it

is time to say good-bye.

Or rather, good-bye tomorrow.

After seven hours of work in the smoky

air, the way home through the still-sleeping

city is comforting.

The art of professional dressing is to master

the time-lapse tempo.

For the household use, the tempo is essential.

Here, time is not money, but saving time

means more sleep.

Music When

King David saw the bathing Bathsheba, he rode

her into his wife's lap and sent her

husband to the front.

The first time that a bathing woman has

made history and such stories should have been

repeated since then.

For those who pursue a civil profession, a

new working day begins at this time.

Music Getting

up is between twelve and two o'clock.

It is said that the sleep before midnight

is the healthiest, but Diana also sleeps quite

well in the morning.

Music The

leisure time is also important for a striptease

girl.

She also needs a show window.

Music Women

who dress professionally must also be oriented about

what they should wear to look private.

In addition, you also want to get to

know the other charms of the city.

Music A quiet bench in the park offers

an opportunity to prepare for upcoming guest plays

abroad.

Physical care is also important for a striptease

girl.

If you pursue robbery with health, a counterweight

must be created.

The sauna provides compensation.

Music Music

No effort, no reward.

Striptease must also be learned.

There are regular striptease schools where you learn

how to bring dance eroticism to the people.

Music The

ballet master knows every trick and Jana Day

is a well-trained student.

She follows closely behind.

Music

Music

Music

Music

Music ...

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The professionals in serving female charm tend to

a generous use of velvet and silk.

The purpose is clear.

Every glove, every stocking, every bolero and every

stola, every piece of clothing that is to

be laid, increases the tension.

Without the art of dressing up, the art

of taking off, in the truest sense of

the word, would be obsolete.

The sculptor Voltaire sees the most outstanding occupation

of the so-called weak sex in B

- and F-clothing.

In short, he says, the woman is a

human being who dresses up, talks and takes

off.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the

most beautiful in the whole country?

While Diana helps the beauty a little more,

the business with sex begins for Juanita.

Flirtatious love avoids the dance.

When Goethe wrote these words down, there was

no striptease yet.

Spokesperson Simrock was already rather stunned when he

claimed, when dancing, you tickle what is woven

afterwards.

Connoisseurs believe that the Pasodoble is a dancing

imitation of the bullfight, where the dancer takes

on the role of the bull.

Well, with striptease, it's no different.

Here, too, the bull is to be charmed.

The

Pasodoble

The Pasodoble In a pronounced gentlemen's club, the

dancers were allowed to arrive at best.

But if the gentlemen are accompanied by women,

they naturally make themselves a little more reserved.

Striptease is show business.

The English word striptease means to undress in

a seductive, tickling way.

But the word tease has a double meaning.

It can also be translated as tormenting spirit.

Is the stripper a tormenting spirit?

Is she tormenting the audience?

Or does the undressing dance mean torture to

her?

The stripper hardly thinks about it.

But for those who dress up to undress,

sex is nothing but routine, business, work.

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