June 2012
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Mad Men, Ginsberg the Martian
Peggy: Why didn’t you tell me you had a family? Your father’s nice.
Ginsberg: He’s not my real father. People don’t understand.
Peggy: Are you adopted?
Ginsberg: Actually, I’m from Mars. It’s fine if you don’t believe me, but that’s where I’m from. I’m a full-blooded martian. Don’t worry. There’s no plot to take over Earth. We’re just displaced.
Peggy: Okay.
Ginsberg: I can tell you don’t believe me. That’s okay.We’re a big secret. They even tried to hide it from me. That man, my father, told me a story I was born in a concentration camp, but you know that’s impossible. And I never met my mother because she supposedly died there. That’s convenient. Next thing I know, Morris there finds me in a Swedish orphanage. I was five. I remember it.
Peggy: That’s incredible.
Ginsberg: Yeah. And then I got this one communication. A simple order. Stay where you are.
Peggy: Are there others like you?
Ginsberg: I don’t know. I haven’t been able to find any.
