While I generally adhere to a policy of ignoring idiot college kids (and their close evolutionary relatives, post-graduate young pseudo-intellectuals with Obama-esque delusions of self-importance), this post caught my eye. Yesterday a child named Ezra Klein, who apparently writes for an online magazine called the American Prospect, had this to say about the U.S. Navy’s rescue of Maersk-Alabama captain Richard Philips from the Somali pirates who had held him hostage since the middle of last week:

DEEP HISTORICAL THOUGHT.

Over the weekend, Navy Seals equipped with high-powered sniper rifles and night-vision scopes shot three pirates dead and rescued an American hostage. After dark. Using only three bullets. From 100 feet away. On a boat. Which raises the obvious question: Can we finally agree that whatever Barack Obama is, he’s not Jimmy Carter?

Here’s a story you might be interested in. Over the weekend, I ordered a pizza from my personal favorite place — Johnny’s NY Style Pizza and Subs — with half pepperoni and half cheese. The driver showed up on time with a piping hot pie, despite tornadoes and driving rain in the area, and the delicious New York-style dinner I consumed as a result, along with a glass of Blanton’s bourbon whiskey, was one of the best I’ve had in some time. Which raises the obvious question: Can we finally agree that, whatever their middle relievers may have done against the Phillies in last Wednesday’s meltdown, the Atlanta Braves are a heckuvalot better baseball team than they were last year?