Peggy Olson, golly gee. Who knew that she would go from mousy, quiet, devout Catholic secretary to marijuana tokin’, advertising exec wonder. She has my vote for awesome TV girl/woman character.
When I started watching Mad Men, she actually got on my nerves, and I started to feel sorry for her. As the series went on, and Peggy got stronger, she really grew on me and won me over.
Her acting became stronger and her sensibilities wiser. I thought that she was on the verge of a Thornbirds situation with Father Gill. Hopefully, maybe…
What’s great about Peggy is that she is that generation’s new woman. No longer does she have to sit at a typewriter and be oogled by all the men or wait until a man comes along to rescue her and put a diamond on her finger. She has broken the glass ceiling of that time and paved the way for more female career-minded women. Her example and experience is a timeless one – someone caught in the social stratifications of society and breaking through.
Then she continues to exercise her found freedom by smoking a doobie. You go woman, we want to hear you roar.
