Forever frozen in our minds in the early 60s, we can only wonder how our friends from Sterling Cooper (soon to be gobbled up by Putnam, Powell, and Lowe?), on a mad gust of nicotine, and pickled in booze, would vote tomorrow.
Here is my guess:
DON DRAPER: Who will vote, Dick Whitman or Don Draper? Or does he get 2 votes?
BETTY DRAPER: Would gladly kill for a half hour in Cindy McCain's company, if only to drool over her priceless threads and gleaming jewelry. Would run, not walk, to the polls to vote for Cindy's husband, or might well gallop there on a horse.
PEGGY OLSON: A shoe-in for McCain. She not only wants to elect him, she wants to BE him. And as she herself has said: "I always pick the wrong boys."
BERT COOPER: Too busy in the men's room singing "I Believe In You" to himself, a song with new life to its lyrics these days, poor Bert forgets to vote.
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PETE CAMPBELL: Pete's loyalty, I feel, would tilt uncompromisingly toward Joe Biden. Forever in the shadows of a brilliant, elegant , ambitious and accomplished perfectionist, Pete identifies with the best parts of Joe, as well as his predilection for sometime saying, um, er, the wrong thing.
ROGER STERLING: No contest. Sarah Palin's hot.
JOAN HOLLOWAY: No contest. Obama's hot. Plus, she's justifiably bored to tears with grey-haired, moneyed, alpha-male white boys.
DUCK PHILLIPS: No way would Duck vote. The only candidate he's had any affection for, the one who strapped his dog to the roof of his car, isn't running.