Mad Men

by Regis Boff

As I don’t twitter much and everyone else does, I get my pulse about Mad Men from my wife who understands this social appliance, so much so that half of her enjoyment seems to come from its banter while she watches. She, being someone who did not actually participate in the sixties (circa 1969) in the manner to which I did is far more forgiving of this season so far. I just don’t like those years being portrayed cartoonish by folks whose every manner of expression and morality can be traced to those unbelievably intellectually and socially explosive years.