As per usual, last night’s Mad Men was par spectacular. Certain things, like Betty and Don’s ever tumultuous relationship, remained the same. For example, Dan solves his distaste for Roger Sterling’s blackface performance by making himself an Old Fashioned and cryptically discussing his past with a bartender. Meanwhile, a silverfox by the name of Henry Francis flirts with Betty at Roger Sterling’s Derby Day party; naturally, she does the only the only polite thing to do if you’re a married, pregnant, and fending off advances from another man: Shoot him the ol’ fuck-me eyes. That’s just proper social decorum when you think about it, and Joan would probably remind us that Emily Post says so. They fight when Betty realizes Jane drunkenly reveals that she knew about Betty and Don’s split, Roger gets called out by Don for being a tackyass who flaunts his embarrassing marriage, then Betty and Don hug. With all that drama, it’s no wonder that Sally turning into a thieving lesbian.
Fortunately Trudy Campbell continued her wearing-the-best-hats streak, and then she and Pete did the Charleston:
My goodness how a dancing Pete Campbell GIF can make everything better. Right? Right.
We also discovered that nothing changes the uncomfortable conversation of screwing up a surgery like Joan playing the accordion. Really, it was amazing, and just another reason to remind us that she’s the World’s Second Greatest Joan. Her husband is the undeniably the worst, and it’s quite heartbreaking to see her trapped in a marriage that amounts to little more than a case of Stockholm Syndrome that substitutes marital “obligation” for sympathy, but she seems like the character most primed to benefit from The Feminine Mystique (which we all know came out in 1963), so I optimistically suspect that this situation will eventually turn around. I mean, seriously: