I'd share progressives' disgust of Harry Reid's filibuster capitulation only if I could imagine any legislation coming out of the paleolithic House worth Senate consideration. Plus this was never Reid's decision, really. He has his own dinosaurs--"Sens. Dianne Feinstein (Calif.), Max Baucus (Mont.), Carl Levin (Mich.), Joe Manchin (W.Va.) and Mark Pryor (Ark.)," as The Hill identifies them--who enjoy munching on the illusion of belonging to the world's "greatest deliberative body," which is now just a euphemism for "intellectual graveyard."
I also can't imagine what must be the ulcer-inducing, mind-blowing frustration of conscientious U.S. senators. To make it that far in politics--the only profession in which the powerless and systemically disadvantaged can find a real republican voice--only to be stymied by ideological mossbacks and soulless opportunists, such as Rand Paul, Lindsey Graham, James Inhofe and Mitch McConnell, must be indescribably dispiriting.
And which, in time, can lead to the illusion.