Talk about Congressional dysfunctional! -- which I did, in fact, in this morning's column; and now more squalid tales of infinite immaturity from our kept lawmakers, who are forever embedded in Washington to, as rumor once had it, take care of The People's business. Yesterday on the floor of the Senate Dianne Feinstein charged Republicans with "Machiavellian delay" over Sonia Sotomayor's confirmation hearings, just so they could "dig up dirt," as the Politico put it, to which Jon Kyl sputtered that the whole lot of them sounded like "squabbling spouses." And sure enough, soon enough he snarled, "Sen. Feinstein, I don’t appreciate having my motives being questioned." Which is a hugely objectionable part of modern American politics: too few motives ever get questioned, and way too few pols ever answer when asked. Meanwhile Tom Coburn labeled the entire deliberative chamber as "childlike," and Lindsey Graham, always the unctuous one out to punch his own ah-shucks ticket, protested that "Some people say [Democrats] are just afraid she can’t stand scrutiny and they’re trying to push this [confirmation] through so the public doesn’t really get to know who she is and what she’s about. Well, I think that’s a cynical view that I don’t share." Good boy. The Draculaesque Dick Cheney no longer presides over the Senate, so, without fear of again being told to go screw himself, Pat Leahy paused to ask the obvious: "Why should we question virtually the same schedule that [Chief Justice John] Roberts had, who was a man nominated by a Republican president?" For the answer to that, Mr. Leahy, see Mr. Coburn's characterization of the Senate's emotionally arrested disposition, above. As the Politico noted, these are the ... uh ... adults? who are about to revamp American health care. Well, at least their sorry butts are insured, as are, for most, their jobs.