A Better Than Average David Brooks Column

[NYTimes] David Brooks feigns outrage at being relegated to nowheresville in the Washington Nationals' Season Ticket Lottery --- and, by implication, in the Universe of Washington, DC -- as the owner explains, "Of course, V.I.P.'s were taken care of, as they are in any other circumstance."

A few humorous lines here, including the observation that if the "the characters from Edith Wharton novels could come to earth, they'd be so put off by our social stratifications they'd probably turn into Bolsheviks."

He devolves from a grain of being truly annoyed into bomastic self parody. I suppose that's what you write, when you start to write how you truly feel about a situation, but quickly realize how petty and indefensible the position is. Hey, might as well get a column out of it.