“I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to be completely honest with me. London Fog. It’s a subway car. And there’s a commuter, looking up. And there’s a girl, with her back to us. She’s wearing one of those short, tan ones. But it’s open. Her legs are bare. We know what he’s seeing. ‘Limit your exposure.'”
In other words, “Salvatore, I saw who you are, and I’ve always probably known it, but it’s the ’60s, and nobody really knows what homosexuality is or even what to call it. It must be difficult. But let me use this advertising campaign analogy to avoid talking about this topic, but at the same time telling you exactly what you should do – keep it under wraps, or, as I said, ‘limit your exposure.’ It’s the same advice I gave Peggy last year, sort of, but without this ad campaign metaphor. I hope you are following along, because what I’m saying is keep it under wraps, don’t tell anyone, make it go away (if that’s possible, again, it’s the ’60s, and I don’t actually understand what being gay is all about), and move on.”
Don has Peggy forever indebted to him, and now he has Salvatore. Don continues to control practically everything, yet lives completely out of control with no direction. Joan and Roger are moving on. Peggy is moving on. Don is moving on. And Pete Campbell’s problem is that he can’t move on or make anything go away.
I feel bad for people who’ve missed the first two seasons and aren’t watching this show along with us all. I hope someday they find it and love it like we do. Until next week …limit your exposure. Thanks for reading.
