I would remind you, Mr. McBeth, of John Donne's famous poem:
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
Be a human so very foul, never rejoice at their death. I did not care for many of Mr. Lautenberg's pet laws, but in the end, he was a man who was undoubtedly loved and will be missed by others.