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Mad Men- Finally!

Peggy is cooler than you and I.


Mad Men starts again tonight, and if anyone offers any spoilers, I will come to your house and toss a glass of Macallan 18 in your face.



At last, a show I have watched from the beginning!  I happened to be channel surfing one afternoon when AMC played the first 2 episodes, not long after the show's debut.  One look at Jon Hamm, and I figured I'd stick around for a while.  Well, it's been almost 8 years.  When Mad Men is good, it's the best thing on TV; when it's bad, it's still the best looking thing on TV.  My only issues over the years have been the occasionally glacial pacing, too many great characters, meaning some get short shrift, and a constant fear that Sally Draper was either going to get killed or would kill someone herself.  Seriously, something about that girl, or how well Kiernan Shipka plays her, fills me with a foreboding dread. Please live, Sally!

Jon Hamm has been phenomenal as Don Draper; you don't need me to tell you that.  Yes, he's crazy handsome, but he turned an often heartless, tormented soul into someone you sympathize with, or at least want to understand. I really hope he gets the Emmy this year.  I can't say he's been robbed (certainly not by Bryan Cranston.  Jeff Daniels, however...), but his performance has been transformative.  The show and the character wouldn't have become cultural touchstones if he hadn't been so captivating in the role.

I love Mad Men, and have seen every episode, but I hardly ever watch the reruns.  As a woman with a job, sometimes the 60s era sexism makes me want to smash my TV, or kick the nearest man in the shins. Both fairly regrettable ideas. My mom's comment, when she first saw the show, was "It really was like that, you know." Great job, Matthew Weiner, but more importantly, great job mom, and all the other women who put up with that shit and didn't lose heart, or push their bosses out the window. (Hey, did I finally figure out the opening credits conspiracy theory?)

I talked some friends into having a costume party for the series finale. I will, naturally, be dressing as Joan.  My hair is kinda red, and my body type is definitely Joan. "Ooh, I'm coming as Roger's first wife!" announced a friend who is a black guy.  Mad Men is definitely going out with a bang around here.

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