I grew up in Pennsylvania in a whorehouse. I read about Milton Hershey and his school in Coronet magazine or some other crap the girls left by the toilet. And I read that some orphans had a different life there. I could picture it. I dreamt of it. Of being wanted. Because the woman who was forced to raise me would look at me every day like she hoped I would disappear. Closest I got to feeling wanted was from a girl who made me go through her john’s pockets while they screwed. If I collected more than a dollar, she’d buy me a Hershey bar. And I would eat it alone in my room with great ceremony, feeling like a normal kid. It said „sweet“ on the package. It was the only sweet thing in my life.
(Don Draper)
2016 25 Jul
Taking care of … (An invitation to Mad Men)
von: Manafonistas Filed under: Blog | TB | 3 Comments
3 Comments
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Martina Weber:
Just watched this moving and life changing scene few days ago. Why did Draper tell that? To prove the clients advertising is a lie?
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Michael Engelbrecht:
1) An un- or half-conscious desire to go to and test limits
2) the sometime high risk experience of telling the truth (no matter if he made it up in amall parts or not) – a moment of total sincerityIt’s a key moment of all seven seasons.
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Martina Weber:
Some of his colleagues didn´t believe it ´cause he lied in the presentation before.
Yep, you can study also the influence of decent on life everywhere in this series.
Days later Draper showed the place where he grew up to his children. It´s a bad neighbourhood, said Bobby. And Sallys look to her father.