Quite apart from the value that Joe Biden’s debate performance gave back to the Democratic ticket,  I am sure there are many like me for whom it just feels darned good to see someone from our generation give as good as he got from the pious junior know-it-all on his left.

Little slack is cut these days to aging actors, athletes and rock musicians who outlive their shelf-life in pop culture; and seniors are routinely blamed for suckling at the teat of Big Gov’ment.  

Twenty-first century living has completely buried the notion that the experience of age can often result in a thing called wisdom.  That possibility has gotten buried in the comic shorthand applied to people of our certain age.

It is simply assumed in the media that we are all incompetent, crabby, selfish, lazy and reactionary.

Last night, Joe Biden once more struck a blow against those stereotypes, making young Charles Atlas look peevish and prevaricating by comparison.  His vigor and passion equaled, and perhaps exceeded, that of his young challenger; and he made it eminently clear that he was not up past his bedtime.

So, on top of the debt of gratitude the Obama campaign owes to Joe the Debater, may I just add the appreciation of one old gal who sometimes feels like she is teetering on the brink of irrelevance.