Jim DeMint thinks it's "sacrilegious" that the senate has to work around the holidays. Perhaps someone should tell him he's lucky to have a job to whine about.
OK, we have to take a minute out here and say using a sentence with the words "senate" and "work" in it is the rhetorical equivalent of a sentence containing the words hippopotamus and polypropylene. We apologize for any cognitive disorder the aforementioned construction may have caused.
Besides, everybody knows the senators have to get home so they can not participate in local parades.
It's what Jesus would want, after all.