I don't see Betty taking any responsibility for her own experience. She keeps looking at men to complete her. Having said that, I acknowledge that women in 1963 looked for men to complete them, esp. women with college degrees and some money. I don't think Betty's family (Gene, her mom, her brother) are high society: I think Grandpa Gene was a non-college educated Marine Corps veteran who made money. That is hardly high society. Money is not the same thing as class. Gene, prodded, I suspect by Betty's mom, did his best to deliver Betty up a notch or two on the social ladder . .
I don't really think Gene was all that wealthy, either, because William, who now runs Gene's business, does not seem to make lots of money. William says, in the scene with the estate lawyer, that Gene might as well have given the house to Betts because Gene knew that William couldn't afford to pay fair market value for Betty's half of the house. He doesn't say it with these words, but that is the gist of his whiny rant about the house.
I agreed with much of wht you writer, dhster, that Betty is the product of her era. . . and I also know that plenty of women in 2009 still define their life expectations around what the men in their life want them to want. . . and I know that I am judging Betty with a 2009 mindset, having been a feminist myself since the late sixties, when I was in high school. (I am one year older than Sally Draper).
All women, all humans, need to take self responsibility for their lives. We all need to own that we create our reality and take responsibility for it. I dislike Betty Draper becase she epitomizes a passive-aggressive stance taken by many (most?) women, first they submit (this is the passive part) to the world's tendency to dominate women and give unearned rank and privilege to men, making the men's lives easier and then they (this is the aggressive part) blame people outside themselves when they accept the domination.
What I dislike in Betty Draper is something I dislike in many women, women in 1963, women in 2009, whatever. Women have not come so far. In 1963, I think women earned about six cents for every dollar a male earned and today, in 2009, I think women earn 73 cents, which is a huge bump up . . . but it pathetically tells the story that women are a long, long way from parity with males. I dislike Betty because by seizing the role her mother and society foisted upon her, being beautiful as her career, she perpetuates the subjugation of women.
Betty has a fine education. Bryn Mawr is a prestigious, excellent college. There were women who graduated from schools like that in the fifties who chose a different path.
I have a sister who is extremely beautiful, in Betty's league. My sister has a graduate degree from an Ivy, which she got on a full fellowship. She had straight A's in undergrad and high school. She is a bona fide genius. And gorgeous. When she was getting her fancy grad degree in communications, many people urged her to go into television journalism so she could exploit her beauty AND her writing ability. And lots of people urged her to be a model.
I remember her talking to me, when she was a teenager (she is fifteen years younger than me, we have the same parents but she was born when I was just about out the door to college so we didn't really grow up together) about people telling her to be a model. She said "I mean, what do models do, don't they just, like, look good? How could that be satisfying? I need a life of the mind."
Betty is plenty smart. She could have analyzed her choice of careers and found plenty of ways to use her beauty to advance in life: gorgeous copywriters, for example, get more attention and gorgeous fashion designers attract financing from male investors or she could have become like the Devil Who Wears Prada, using her education to run a Vogue-like magazine if she was fascinated by fashion.
I am aware, mostly from personal, painful experience, that options for females were sharply limited in the popular mindset of Betty's young adulthood. Gosh, when I graduated from a prestigious college in 1975, I had basically received the message that I could be a nurse, a teacher, and/or a mom. Employers did not recruit women on my campus for management training programs. I had countless employers, when I tried to become a management trainee, tell me to apply as a secretary. At the end of the seventies, I earned a law doctorate and passed the bar and I had countless legal employers tell me to apply to be a secretary. I think, in fact, that Sandra Day O'Connor, the first women on the U.S. Supreme Court, after graduating from Stanford Law was also told by many law firms that they would only consider her for legal secretarial positions. Her family position opened up connections to lawyer jobs and she did well for herself . . but in the nineteen fifties, law firms told women with Stanford law degrees to apply for secretary jobs because they would not consider jobs for lawyers.
In consideration of such considerations. I know it would have been extremely difficult for a pampered, narcissist like Betty to see beyond the cultural stereotypes for careers for women. I have empathy for Betty and accept that she could not see beyond limits.
But I don't have to like her. She represents a submission to the male domination of society. I want her to score much personal happiness and fulfillment. If I could watch a story of her finding real happiness, it would be a powerful metaphor for real change for real women in 2009. I hope the writers show Betty maturing, taking some responsibility fr her life.
Alas, I think Betty thinks she is 'taking charge' of her life by shopping for a new, 'better' man. Sadly that seems to be the only way she can see her way out of the narrowly constricted life she has created for herself.