And disappears forever into history
Lindsay Green at Medium.Com has a terrific little theory that begins like this:
Where Don Draper ends, D.B. Cooper beginsI won't deny you the pleasure of reading it for yourself, it struck me as a very clever postulate which puts a satisfying lit'rary frame around the entire Mad Men saga and gives the frantic energy of 1960s America the same sort of eulogy before burying it under the Nixonland of the 1970s that Hunter Thompson was talking about in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas:
Read it here.And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave.…So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back...