Last week, Peggy went trolling in a bar for a lay. This week, she smoked dope. She's spinning out of control! Her self-destruction could ruin feminism and the chances for all women to get ahead in business! Or not.

God, finally this season is picking up. Or maybe I just think so, because—between Betty's pregnancy, Joan's wifely duties, Sally's thievery, Jane's drunkenness, and Peggy's toking—this was a female-centric episode, packed with women's issues.

Last night's episode seemed made for stoners, what with all the singing, dancing, that joke about "cutting the cheese," and the looks on the guys' faces when they realize that their dealer wants to chill with them for a while. We've all been there.

Also, as soon as Peggy puffed, this happened:

Anna sent me this image this afternoon, saying that Roger Sterling's mouth looks like a gaping asshole, which is apropos.

It left me feeling like this:

Oh, and this:

And this:

And this:

And this:

And this:

Also, this:


In last night's episode, we began to get a sense of how choices made last season by three female characters are playing out this season. First, there's Jane, who "stole" someone else's husband. And there's Joan, who found her own man. The interaction between the two former coworkers was chilly and full of "unsults."


Jane was willing to do what Joan wasn't—break up a marriage, cause scandal, and attract scrutiny. Instead, Joan attempted to be more respectable and marry a doctor, believing that it would still allow her a life of leisure. But, according to the advice she received at her dinner party, this life won't be as easy as Joan thinks, especially since Joan's husband fucked something up majorly at the hospital, and probably won't be as successful as she'd hoped.

When she realized that she would have to continue to work at her job after the wedding, it may have occurred to her that she might be better off alone, than having to deal with bullshit arguments about seating charts and vacuum cleaners.

Lastly, there's Peggy, who is taking the road less traveled by trying new things like a career, pot, and casual sex. On the surface, it would appear that she's throwing her life away, because, at the time, women were told what life is about (marriage, children, etc.), rather than figuring it out themselves. But according to Peggy, she's "in a good place." She knows what's best for her much more than her secretary ever could.


Even though the Dictaphone confuses Peggy, the important thing is that she's not confused about who she is and who she wants to be. In contrast, Joan played according to "the rules," but she still seems to be losing. Meanwhile, Peggy and Jane—who aren't afraid to break those rules—are, for the time being at least, happy.

P.S. I love that Betty smokes pink cigarettes.