The Draper marriage is (finally) dead, long live Don Draper…maybe next year, Mad Men can get back to the glory days of Season One with much ado about advertising and carousing in the city, not Don’s life in the suburbs sucking all the air out of the show. We wish January Jones the best of luck with her film career and look forward to her very occasional recurring appearances as the no-doubt still unhappy pampered housecat, re-married to yet another man she barely knows. (It’s called The Feminine Mystique, Betts, and an anthropology major such as yourself could have visited the non-fiction section of a bookstore occasionally.) Onward into the Swinging Sixties, with plenty of secrets still left to fester among the core regulars.