She's the oddest little girl on television. Ever. She makes Tuesday Addams look like ... Marilyn Addams. She has a mystic connection to her dead grandpa, she smokes and sips scotch, her mom's a bitch and her dad's a man-hooer, and now -- now it looks like she's stopped eating altogether, unless she's at Don's for the weekend.
So where's Sally going to go in the years to come? She's about ten years old and it's 1964, right? So she'll be 15 in 1969. Will she run off to Woodstock? Will she angst around for her teenage years and then go off to Swathmore, like her mom? Will she end up at Berkeley and marry a Vietnam vet named Zeek and end up as the mom on Parenthood?
What do you think's going to happen to Sally? Post in the comments. Sorry, this was the best I could do, website-wise, for the time being -- I'm on deadline!
h/t to TJ Stiles, procrastination enabler.
After hopping the train late at night for 2-3 years to slip into New York, sneak into Velvet Underground and New York Dolls shows, and drink a lot, she finishes high school and heads to NYU. Drops out after a year. Becomes a fixture at CBGB. Then a guitarist in a band very much like the Runaways.
ReplyDeleteSally is going to find a copy of "The Feminine Mystique" in her new step-grandmother's den, grow even closer to her father, and graduate from Smith. She'll sleep around, because she wants to, but only with boys from Amherst and Yale.
ReplyDeleteThere will be no dropping out of anything; she's too much like her dad.
She will roll plenty of perfect joints, but smoke them only occasionally. She will drop acid twice and go through a serious Andy Warhol appreciation phase. This will take her to the fledgling galleries of Soho, and because she's beautiful, articulate, and somewhat mischievous,she'll be invited to all the right parties where she'll meet people like Philip Glass, Laurie Anderson Keith Haring, David Byrne, and Larry Rivers.
After graduation she'll start working at her dad's agency. Eventually run either Ogilvy and Mather or Paramount.
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ReplyDeleteOne fine morning she puts on a New York station, you know she couldn't believe what she heard at all. She started shaking to that fine fine music, you know her life was saved by rock and roll.
ReplyDeleteAt 16, she will sneak off to New York to a Velvet Underground show. Outside of CBGB, some guy named Steve will give her acid and she will abruptly agree to move into the empty brownstone he's squatting in with two hippies, a guy kicked out of the Weather Underground for being too radical, a draft dodger named Rick Pickles, that one-legged Korean War vet first seen in the season opener (he lost his job for his lousy interview with Don Draper), an iguana named Prince Rupert, and a Swami who calls himself Divine Love, who introduces Sally to Transcendental Meditation. Sally follows Divine Love to an Ashram in northern Idaho where she sleeps with a figure who bears a striking resemblance to Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, but for liability reasons is definitely not actually that guy. Disillusioned when he says he has meditation early the next day and so has to leave and go back to his own tent, she decides to hitchhike across America and find herself.
That lasts about two days, because it's so freaking boring. At a diner in Idaho Falls, she meets a photographer for Playboy scouting for a special, "Girls of Panhandles," which takes him to Oklahoma, Florida, and other panhandle states. He convinces her to come back with him to Chicago to Playboy headquarters, where she becomes Miss November. And yet, her experiences have given her a deep ennui, and she resolutely refuses to sleep with a highly intrigued Hef (or anyone else), who nicknames her Shangri La because of her legendary remoteness.
At a Playboy party, she meets Betty Friedan (yeah, I know), and becomes active in the feminist movement. She works as a paralegal on Roe v. Wade, and is in the Supreme courtroom when the case is decided. At a celebratory party, she meets Ted Kennedy and ends up sleeping with him. It's a pivotal moment for her. She embraces the Me Generation, and becomes a fixture at Studio 54, and develops an addiction to cocaine. Burnt out and depleted, she goes to rehab (paid for by Hef, who still oves her), where she meets a handsome Israeli. She converts to Judaism, which completes the alienation of her mother and stepfather, who is now the Republican U.S. Senator for New York, and moves to Israel to follow her love. He joins the paratroopers and gets killed at Entebbe. Convinced that all is vanity, she moves back to New York to an apartment on Avenue A, which she shares with two women, a law student at NYU and a divorced mother of three from Ohio who couldn't cope with her domestic life anymore.
At a party her law-school roomie invites her to, she meets a senior partner at a firm that is amazingly like Paul, Weiss, but for liability reasons is totally not that famous law firm. He's an OK guy, and she finally settles down and has two kids. She works for Reagan's campaign, hosting cocktail party fundraisers on the Upper East Side. Invited to dinners at the Reagan White House, she flirts with David Stockman (yeah, I know), but never goes through with it. Then she finds out her husband has been cheating on her, and she divorces him, writes a tell-all memoir that becomes a bestseller, and moves to a farm in the Catskills. In 2007 she comes out with a highly successful cookbook, "Great Society Meatballs," with ironic commentary on being a baby boomer.
She marries Bebe Netanyahu's big brother? Nice plot twist-- the attraction to both the quintessential Jewish hero and the slap in mom-Betty's face. But I'm not with you on the journey from Betty Friedan to the Regan campaign and White House dinners. Dutch's adamant opposition to Roe v Wade would have been a deal killer.
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