When I started writing regularly for National Review ten years ago, Peter Brimelow told me he had opened a book on how long it would take before they fired me.  I hope someone had the long numbers.

Time to open a book on Kevin Williamson.  His piece on Mitt Romney  in the current issue gets down'n'dirty with some HBD topics.  The key word there is "some"; but once you open the HBD box, who knows what may fly out?

Have a gander at that Romney family picture: five sons, zero daughters. Romney has 18 grandchildren, and they exceed a 2:1 ratio of grandsons to granddaughters (13:5). When they go to church at their summer-vacation home, the Romney clan makes up a third of the congregation. He is basically a tribal chieftain.

Professor Obama? Two daughters. May as well give the guy a cardigan. And fallopian tubes.

Speaking as a guy who actually owns a cardigan (I plead filial piety: it was my Dad's . . . wait a minute . . .), I have some minor issues here with Kevin's science . . . but I'll let them go.  I think the world of Kevin (and said so here) and look forward with interest to his future development.

Now, Peter, who's got the book?