Finally life can slow down in the Senate. Jeans can be worn. Polo tops and tennis shoes are standard, but what is most noticeable are the people. They are actually stopping to say hello. They even, on occasion, do not have their Blackberries embedded in their palms. What is most palpable however is the sense of uncommon ease. The policy-folk have actually throttled down a notch or two. Could we still be in a war? Is the right wing of the democratic plane still spiraling to the ground? Is Tucker Carlson really going to be on that stupid dancing show with Jerry Springer? Ah, recess. I love it.