I’ve rarely seen a fictional character on a TV show engender such fierce debate and disagreement. Following the third season finale of “Mad Men” last week, Betty Draper (played by actress January Jones) has been vilified, condemned, and denounced by journalists, bloggers, and countless viewers. Others, including me, have defended her vigorously, asking the haters to remember the severe social constraints Betty faced in the early 1960s, the choices she had available to her back then, and, of course, her husband’s never-ending stream of infidelity and lies. My feelings about Betty were so strong during this season that I began to wonder if they were really about the TV character at all. The truth is that I wince when I hear people judging Betty Draper because I feel like they are talking about my mom.
One of the reasons I love “Mad Men” so much is that it feels like I’m watching home movies from my childhood. I’m the age of Bobby Draper and I’m astounded at the accuracy of every outfit, wallpaper pattern, kitchen clock, and ashtray that is seen on the show. There are some big differences between the Millers and the Drapers. For one, we were Jewish, they most decidedly were not. My father wasn’t having endless affairs and he didn’t work in advertising. But the parallels are also there. Like Don Draper, my father had a past that he wanted to forget. He came from abject poverty, had no idea who his father was, and had a mother who loved him but was mentally ill. She was institutionalized when my father was still a boy. Although he didn’t assume another man’s identity or keep his past life a secret from my mom (he couldn’t—my grandparents had him investigated when my mother announced their engagement), my father’s drive to re-invent himself mirrored Don Draper’s. Like Don, he married a privileged girl from the “right” side of the tracks.
It’s Betty Draper’s similarities to my mother that I find even more startling. My mother was born the same year as the fictional character and had a similar upbringing. In the first season of “Mad Men,” Betty states, “My mother wanted me to be beautiful so I could find a man. There’s nothing wrong with that. But then what? Just sit and smoke and let it go ‘til you’re in a box?” Everyone was shocked in the episode this season when we saw Betty speaking fluent Italian while in Rome with Don. Like Betty, my mother was extremely intelligent during an era that didn’t exactly place a high value on women’s intelligence. It was considered far more important to be beautiful, as both Betty and my mom were. My mother never completed her education or thought she was very smart. She met my dad spring break during her freshman year in college and impulsively quit school to get married just a few months later. She was still 19 when she had my brother Bruce. My sister Sue followed three years later and I came two years after that. Three kids by the time she was 24.
Betty Draper has been most criticized this season for the way she treats her children. Indeed, her somber detachment and frequent commands to “go outside and play” or “go watch TV” are chilling to watch, especially with our modern sensibilities of what it means to be a good parent, but so accurate to the times and to this character. My mother was not anywhere near as dour as Betty, but there’s something quite familiar about the distinction Betty makes between children’s roles and adult roles and her desperate desire to maintain her adult life as separate from the needs of her offspring. While I’m sure there were very hands-on parents in the 1960s who would spend hours on the floor playing with their kids, I think that was far less the norm back then than it is today. I remember with great nostalgia how we used to go out after school and every weekend, find people to play with in the neighborhood, and only return home for dinner. Our parents usually had no idea where we were or who we were with and they had no way to reach us. That would be unheard of today.
Parents of young children in the 1960s tended to be younger than such parents today but they acted “older,” or let’s say they seemed more focused on their own adult lives. The constant drinking and smoking around children was one aspect of this that is perfectly depicted in every “Mad Men” episode. Sending kids out of the room when daddy came home is another. By the way, it’s hard to fault Betty for her heavy drinking and smoking throughout her pregnancy earlier this season since that was the case for most pregnant women during that time period, including my mother and Jackie Kennedy. And when her baby is born mid-season (the baby she at first wanted to abort before she was shamed by her horrified doctor), Betty takes care of it dutifully if unenthusiastically.
I guess the main premise of my “defense” of Betty Draper’s behavior toward her children is less a defense and more a sociological observation. I think many women of that generation, my mother included, did not view having children as something that required a lot of thought or decision-making as it does (and should) for most women today. It was something that was simply expected of them—they just did it. Combine that with their youth, the modeling they received from their own parents when they were young, and the growing dissatisfaction with a society that was highly sexist and unfair to women in so many ways, and you can see why many young mothers in the 1960s were increasingly unhappy even though they were supposedly living the American Dream. Where did it all go wrong? Betty Friedan’s ground-breaking “The Feminine Mystique” was published in 1963, the year this season’s “Mad Men” took place, and I only hope that Betty Draper finds this book at the five and dime the next time she goes out to buy some cigarettes. As Friedan hypothesized in her book, women at that time were victims of a false belief system that required them to find identity and meaning in their lives through their husbands and children. Such a system inevitably caused women to completely lose their identity in that of their family.
At the end of this season (spoiler alert to those of you who haven’t watched the finale!), we see Betty flying off to Reno with the new man in her life, ostensibly to get a divorce from Don (we’ll see if that pans out) and marry this up-and-coming politician. She has her new baby with her but her older children, Sally and Bobby, are left to celebrate Christmas 1963 with their housekeeper. My mother also left with a new man. For Betty and my mother, only another man could provide the escape hatch from their expected roles as perfect wife and mother. But for my mother, and I’m guessing Betty, this other man will ultimately prove not to be what they needed to find themselves. Au contraire.
My own mother was a fantastic mom who loved her children more than anything despite having gone through some very difficult periods in her life. Unlike many viewers of “Mad Men,” I suspect Betty Draper also loves her children far more than is evident by her behavior towards them on the show. I think that when the smoke clears following the upheavals of the 1960s and Betty’s dependence on the men in her life, she will have a very close relationship with her children. And before you attack my theories, remember that I’m well aware of all that I’m projecting from my own life into my perceptions of Betty Draper.
Now shut up and go watch TV!
You nailed this one!
Posted by: Michael Sideman | November 16, 2009 at 01:13 PM
My unease with Betty doesn't have to do with her smoking, or even her drinking. Like you, I was raised during that time and never expected my mother to be a playmate. She and my father had their friends and we kids had ours. However, her detachment from her kids goes further than that. There's a frigidity there and a lack, not just of interest, but of basic affection that even Don (Dick) can't help but comment on. Yes, her choices in those days were limited, but her children will pay the price and that is what is most disturbing about her for me.
Posted by: DebbieW | November 16, 2009 at 01:44 PM
There's a photograph of my mother, very pregnant with me, sitting in a lawn chair with her Marlboro Reds perched atop her pregnant belly. It's one of my favorite photos. Not cause she had a nicotine addiction but it's sooooo late 60's.
What a great post. You've almost got me wanting to watch Mad Men again.
Posted by: Sharon | November 16, 2009 at 01:59 PM
I must confess whenever I watch Mad Men I think of you and Sue and your mom.
Posted by: Ellen + Greg | November 16, 2009 at 02:36 PM
I have never watched Mad Men due to my lack of cable in my life, but recently I saw the movie "A Serious Man" which also is set in the 60's. This family is Jewish. And Danny I couldn't help but think of you while watching it. Have you seen it? If so, I would love to know what you thought. I liked it in a strange way, but I do believe you need to be Jewish to really appreciate it. I overheard 3 women talking about it after the movie ended and they (not being Jewish) hated it.
I saw it with Debbie and she also liked it. ( I have been meaning to contact you about this so I am glad you prompted me with your blog to do so).
Posted by: Judy Grossman | November 16, 2009 at 03:28 PM
Oh my god, this was brilliant. And I haven't even seen Mad Men. Yet.
Posted by: sweetsalty kate | November 16, 2009 at 04:45 PM
wow danny! the pictures are amazing, and your analysis is fascinating, and spot on! I totally resonate with everything, and now I am compelled to go dig out all my sixties pics of my parents! Personally i adore betty draper! AND, i know she cuddled with her kids and read them lots of stories, as our moms did w/ us!
Posted by: susie specter | November 16, 2009 at 05:26 PM
Very good post, Danny. The parallels you draw between the Drapers and the Millers are really interesting, and I love the side-by-side photos of your mom and Betty.
I think Betty is very complicated. She does act cold, but I sympathize with her because of Don's philandering and her limited options. Her decidedly non-confidential therapy sessions in the first season really hit home how confined she was in her role as mother and subservient wife. And the scene in which she cries about her sadness to the neighbor boy Glenn as he waits for his mother outside the bank--that was brilliant. Even though her judgment is questionable, I understand why she would fall into the arms of Henry Francis. Imagine finding out that your husband is not only a cheater but has lied about his identity, and here's a completely different type of guy who makes you feel desirable and offers to save you from your miserable marriage. I can't wait to see how the Reno thing works out.
Posted by: Julie R. | November 16, 2009 at 05:59 PM
Danny, what perception. You must know that I was there, on the scene with your folks, The Millers...while living our separate lives, ours paralleled including getting divorced in the 70's, being very adult at 18, I quit college to marry at 18..Mom and I had an unspoken kinship. All the hairdos, clothes, high heels, smoking and drinking while pregnant; as you say, playing at being grown up. You must have been a precocious child to get such an accurate sense of the times. Hope all is going well with your little family. It's obvious you are a parent of this generation and a poster child for dads. Love, Betty
Posted by: Betty Fox | November 16, 2009 at 08:10 PM
Great post, Danny! Though I had to skip some parts as we're only in Season 1 here... I'm looking forward to see what happens with the Drapers and all. It's such a brilliant show and it captures so well what it had to be living in that time... and what a difficult time for women, as you mention... Loved your mom pics too!
Posted by: Cristina | November 17, 2009 at 02:04 AM
Great post and wonderful photos of your mom. I've given a lot of thought to this as well recently and have come to the conclusion that my "Mad Men" era mother was both a product of "her time," as well as of the emotional problems that have plagued her for her entire life. My parents weren't as wealthy and educated as the Drapers. My dad, the same age as Don Draper, was a high school graduate who worked with his father in one of Pittsburgh's steel mills and my mother, somewhat older than Betty, never even finished 8th grade. Intellectual and sophisticated she most definitely is not and never was. Yet the manner in which she treated us was so nearly identical to Betty Draper and those children that I feel I can no longer blame it all on her mental health problems. It has given me new insight into her character. My parents were also older parents than these characters, not having children until they were well into their 30s for some reason, although they, like the Drapers, had married in the early 1950s. I used to think this was part of their problem, too, but now I see that they were just probably behaving the way everyone did then.
My mother only escaped my father's abuse, constant lies, and philandering through his early death. She never considered divorce ("No one did that then," she's told me repeatedly) and her choices in future husbands, except for the last one, were always terrible. She was very submissive in every relationship and has been completely lost since my stepfather's death in 2005. How often when I think of her and my grandmother before her I wonder, "What if . . ."
Thus I don't think we should judge Betty Draper by our modern standards or I should continue to judge my mother by my standards. I think the Henry Francis character is kind of a creepy older guy (that actor looks positively elderly next to January Jones) with a "Barbie doll" fetish who will still constrain her but who knows, I may be proven wrong. As another poster said, it's complicated. It was for my real-life mother and it will be for Betty, too. I would have cheered Betty more if she had left Don with no man for a "life raft," but I gather most woman didn't do that then. It was financially impossible in the days before "no-fault divorce," according to my mother and grandmother. I also think damage to those children is inevitable because of that lack of basic affection, as someone else pointed out. You can already see Sally Draper becoming frustrated at not being heard or having her concerns taken seriously. Having lived through that I know you can overcome it, but not without help, or even limiting or cutting contact with certain people from your past.
Posted by: Pam G | November 17, 2009 at 04:23 AM
I still have to watch Madmen.
I think it's hard for people today to realize how few options there were for women back then. You can't judge them by today's standards.
I was raised in the 70's and things were a lot different. Sure, my mom still smoked and drank in front of us. But she had a career as a commercial artist and was a lot more fulfilled than women in the 60's seemed to be.
Posted by: churlita | November 17, 2009 at 09:43 AM
You sum up the feelings of so many who grew up during that time (myself included) and articulated the emotions generated by the parenting (or lack thereof?) by my own mom and dad. It took me years to try to understand what your article laid out for me so easily.
Again, you make it great to hear what you have to say. Keep talking!
Posted by: suzanne | November 17, 2009 at 09:53 AM
You forgot to add my favorite Betty Draper moment: When she gives Glenn a lock of her hair after he catches her on the toilet. Stay classy, Betty!
Posted by: Scott | November 17, 2009 at 10:30 AM
You've helped me prepare for the one episode I will watch next season (I am notoriously impatient with the TV); I had no idea what was going on in the one episode I saw this season. You cleared it all up. Thanks!
Posted by: Erica M | November 17, 2009 at 04:11 PM
While I cannot relate to Betty's being like my own mother (you've met my mother, right?), I absolutely agree with you about every other aspect of the show. The details about the 60's--not only the sets and wardrobe, but the way the characters act--are uncanny. Alan and I love the show, and are now in post-season depression (kind of like the period from October 31 through April 1 for baseball fans).
Posted by: Sheila Linderman | November 18, 2009 at 09:16 AM
Tramp!!!!
Posted by: Esther | November 19, 2009 at 07:49 AM
My sister and I are always arguing about Betty's demeanor- I say, like you, it was the time. Not too much rolling around on the carpet with the kids in the early 60's but most of us turned out alright!
Posted by: KIm | November 19, 2009 at 10:00 AM
I love your side by side pictures of Betty Draper and your Mom.
I also grew up in the 60s. My mom tried (in vain) to limit our TV watching. She called it the "one-eyed monster". But, I remember she would ending up watching it with us sometimes against her own will.
I love Betty. I think she accurately depicts so many of the struggles women were going through in the 60s. Finding another man was the only way out of a bad marriage if women wanted to survive financially. Otherwise, they just stayed in the marriage and suffered.
Posted by: laurie | November 19, 2009 at 07:57 PM
This post is going to make me look for reruns of the show. I've never seen it but I also love the photos of her and your mom. I grew up in the 5os so tv being still new was a big source of our after school time, and i did my homework in front of the tv, multi-tasking.
Posted by: Judy | November 20, 2009 at 06:38 AM
Oh Wow, excellent essay. I'm a little younger than you ('67) but I remember and well know that parents were very different to their kids back then. My mom used to drop us off at the local swimming pool all day, every day, all summer long from the time we were seven! Unthinkable nowadays, but back then every one in our town did the same.
Your mom looks quite stylish! Love the blue coat.
Posted by: Witchyd | November 20, 2009 at 05:36 PM
Danny, this is one of my favorite non-Charlie posts ever, and I haven't even seen the show.
My mother was not like yours, but the behaviors and attitudes of those years are exactly as you described them. My mom smoked and cocktail-ed through all four of her pregnancies....and she drank buckets of coffee. It was no big deal back then.
The rule in our house was that you could leave when the sun came up as long as you returned by dinner. Other mothers would feed us lunch, reprimand us, or make us wash our hands, depending on whatever neighborhood we were in. As a child, it was my goal to stay as far away from grown-ups as possible...unless they had snacks. :-)
Posted by: Jane | November 21, 2009 at 01:51 PM
I love Mad Men. The photographs of your mom are so beautiful, she does look like Betty doesn't she?
Posted by: Catherine W | November 23, 2009 at 11:56 AM
I'm a child of the 70's and even I could see exactly what you are saying and completely agree.
It was a completely different time.
Posted by: BeckySue | November 27, 2009 at 05:44 PM
Great post! I live in Europe now and one thing that people tend to accuse American film (and tv series) makes of is of filling "period" pieces with current values. Mad Men breaks that cycle. None of the characters should be juded for what was simply accepted in the 1960s. It cannot have been easy for women. Or men for that matter. Don't judge Betty or the others for acting in a way consistent with the times.
Posted by: Kate Engberg | December 10, 2009 at 05:18 PM
Danny - most of what you say here about Betty is on the money. I totally get why she is the way she is, but I feel that the writers of the show are either not giving the character any of the nuances that they give other characters or that January Jones is perhaps failing as an actress to bring them out. When it comes right down to it, no matter what most of the other characters do that may seem deplorable, they are offered some sort of "out" that makes you continue to want to follow them. Betty Draper just grates on my nerves because she's so depressingly written and/or acted with no redeeming value.
Posted by: Brett Hickman | January 05, 2010 at 10:33 AM
I agree with you completely, Danny. I love Betty Draper. She reminds me of my grandmother (who was about 39 in 1960) and I have a great affection for the character as a result.
Posted by: Lori Kirkland Baker | January 13, 2010 at 02:27 PM
OK, first off I have to say I discovered your blog only about a week ago and have been on a total archive binge ever since!
Secondly, when I watch the next season of Mad Men, I'm sooo going to picture Sally Draper as having grown up to have your sister's family and life...
Posted by: nlpnt | June 07, 2010 at 05:45 PM