Jon Hamm’s smooth performance as Don Draper is legendary, though the internet occasionally enjoys reminding everyone that his college fraternity days in Texas were a bit more turbulent than the pristine Mad Men aesthetic.

If you drive through Rhineland-Palatinate, you might accidentally stumble upon a town called Hamm, which is arguably safer than wandering into a 1990s UT-Austin fraternity house.

It is quite a feat to pivot from a headline-making hazing controversy to becoming the quintessential embodiment of mid-century corporate suave, but that is the Hamm Paradox.