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Meditations on a Finale
As is customary for the last episode of a season, we brought in the closer and honorary Pod Yourself a Third Chair. From Defector, The Distraction, and It’s Christmastown podcasts, David J. Roth joins Matt and Vince for the Mad Men season two finale, “Meditations in an Emergency.”
We know they’re not going to get blown up by Russia, but the characters don’t know that yet. There’s a missile crisis in, or around, Cuba, and on Madison Avenue, they’re living like there’s no tomorrow. Pete tries to get one last we’re-gonna-die shag from Peggy, who then confesses that she gave away his baby. He looks sad, but you just know he still would have hit if she let him.
Betty decides she too can play at the philandering game, and has her one last we’re-gonna-die shag with a strange man in what appears to be a bartender’s dressing room? Manhattan cocktail bars in the sixties seem cool. You could smoke inside, bartenders had dressing rooms you could have sex in, and oh wait right they didn’t let black people in. Nevermind, the sixties were bad. The podcast is good. Just enjoy the podcast. We’ll be back soon with season three.
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Support the Pod: become a patron at patreon.com/Frotcast and get more bonus content than you could ever want. Sign up for the Pod Yourself a Shoutout tier to hear Vince give you a shout out on the show, like this week's shoutouts for Popeye & The Hulk.
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Meditations on a Finale
As is customary for the last episode of a season, we brought in the closer and honorary Pod Yourself a Third Chair. From Defector, The Distraction, and It’s Christmastown podcasts, David J. Roth joins Matt and Vince for the Mad Men season two finale, “Meditations in an Emergency.”
We know they’re not going to get blown up by Russia, but the characters don’t know that yet. There’s a missile crisis in, or around, Cuba, and on Madison Avenue, they’re living like there’s no tomorrow. Pete tries to get one last we’re-gonna-die shag from Peggy, who then confesses that she gave away his baby. He looks sad, but you just know he still would have hit if she let him.
Betty decides she too can play at the philandering game, and has her one last we’re-gonna-die shag with a strange man in what appears to be a bartender’s dressing room? Manhattan cocktail bars in the sixties seem cool. You could smoke inside, bartenders had dressing rooms you could have sex in, and oh wait right they didn’t let black people in. Nevermind, the sixties were bad. The podcast is good. Just enjoy the podcast. We’ll be back soon with season three.
Tell us if you ever gave a baby up for adoption in a five-star review on Apple Podcasts.
Email us at [email protected]; leave us a voicemail at 415-275-0030
Support the Pod: become a patron at patreon.com/Frotcast and get more bonus content than you could ever want. Sign up for the Pod Yourself a Shoutout tier to hear Vince give you a shout out on the show, like this week's shoutouts for Popeye & The Hulk.
-Description by Brent Flyberg

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