Old, who me?

This would be amusing on some other levels, but the report that New Jersey Sen. Frank Lautenberg, 86, plans to continue working despite being diagnosed with stomach lymphoma -- well, I am not really surprised.

What I would like to know is ... WHY?

What we need in the Senate, according to somebody, is an 86-year-old sick man who will be on pills, treatments and fairly extensive care, all the while apparently still trying to do the work of Congress.

Whatever that was, Evan Bayh wondered.

Frank, just retire, OK?

The interesting part is that all the softballs that were thrown at the docs surrounding this announcement bordered on ... yeah, they were laughable.

AP reported:
"Independent doctors agree that Lautenberg's type of lymphoma is usually treatable."

This blob of hysteria really tripped my trigger:

"I wouldn't be too surprised to soon hear how he's once again outpacing younger aides as they walk through U.S. Capitol building," said state Assembly Speaker Sheila Y. Oliver, a Democrat.

Term limits aside, why doesn't Lautenberg, his family, his staff, the Senate, and maybe the goddamned Democratic Party, just send the guy some flowers, a paper to sign saying he will spend the next 86 years of his life recovering ... oh, well ...

Old and in the Senate is what we do.

Byrd
Thurmond
Helms
... is Ev Dirkson still living?

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