That Mad Men chronicles the rise of contemporary advertising should be our first warning. The fantasy machine that propels the American consumer culture achieves this leverage simply with make believe.
Listening to Martin Luther King on the murder of four girls in a Birmingham church, Betty opines that maybe this civil rights thing is premature. But Betty should know that a dream deferred can dry up like a raisin in sun.
At some point we have to break our emotional silence and get down to what is really going on. Don Draper has yet to do that, and it looks like he will never be able to fully. Gregory House has at least made a start.
In the tradition of merging the media beat with whatever pop culture sensation has captured the Zeitgeist, I thought it would be fun to cast the Mad Morning Men (and Women) of Morning Joe. Hey, what else are you gonna do until next Sunday at 10?
There are a number of ways to view Mad Men. For my own part, I can take it as a period piece, a sort of time capsule of the early '60s, at once relatively close yet far enough away to be intriguing for its unfamiliarity.