Mad Men starts Season 6 on Sunday night, but I won’t be watching. I fell out of love with the show during the year-and-a-half hiatus between Seasons 4 and 5, over a production dispute. Just couldn’t bring myself to care about getting back into the show. The other day, however, I noticed that Season 5 just appeared on Netflix streaming. I watched the opening episode, and … who cares about these characters anymore? Not me. I used to think the show was cool like jazz, but now it just seems relentlessly downbeat. I don’t like those characters anymore, and I’m really tired of Don. There’s no joy in the show anymore, not even the joy of the cheap, illicit thrill. At least that’s how I see it. I’ll probably give a couple more episodes from Season 5 a look, just to see if I can reconnect. But the love is gone. I used to love Roger — he was my favorite character — but when I saw him the other day for the first time in years, I thought, “That jackass again?”