Of course it is. Recapturing their youth has been the obsession of the moonbats since 2003. The most annoying — and dangerous — “second childhood” ever!
It is probably mostly illusion, anyway. Most of them are falling asleep by 9:30 pm and cannot even recall where they were in 1968, let alone what they said yesterday or to whom.
I know a lot of these people. One in particular, a self-made millionaire with a lot of guilt who is also a vary competitive marathoner/triathaloner is having to deal with a daughter who is intent upon joining either the FBI or CIA after she finishes her Masters in International Business Management. Many are dealing with the very real and very aggravating discomforts of aging. One woman is obessed with her failure to forestall osteoporosis even though she has followed every exercise/food fad for over 50 years. Yet another uberliberal is dealing with his daughter’s outspoken disgust of her mistreatment at the hands of Muslim bank customers (they think of her as their servant and are quite insulting), even though she was raised as a multi-culti. Some, who decided to *give back* in retirement have become quite aware that the people they *serve* in the food pantries are scamming the system and are most decidedly not grateful and will not ever change. Some who joined the Peace Corps are thankful they were able to return to America alive and regained their health after experiencing the Third World up close and personal.
This is a last hurrah for many of them and as they actually do collect their Medicare and Social Security, they will relax into geezerhood and most likely find themselves talking
nonsense to grandchildren who are not even listening.
I just wish they didn’t vote.