I say let the old bastard be. He has earned the absolute and inalienable* (so, leave him alone Allen) right to be an utter and complete prick. He is a thousand years old, at least. His memory is a mere afterthought. His life is one ellipsis after another... He continually trails off into silence; only to wake up with drool on his chin and cold feet. The last time he stayed up past 11:00 pm...Johnny Carson was the host of the Tonight show.
I'll be a right prick, when my pump doesn't prime; and I'm left with useless spare parts, such as a flat pair of cojones.
*see what I did there.