Apparently there was some sort of “debate” event last night in New Hampshire between seven of the Republicans who are running for president next year. Obviously I didn’t watch it; I had more important things to do, such as give my parakeet a karma transplant. (Oh, wait; I don’t have a parakeet. Oh well.)

The breathless post-debate postings being sent out by the pundits suggest that Michele Bachmann looked “presidential,” which is like saying Adam Sandler has a chance for an Oscar if he’s up against David Spade and Pauly Shore.

And anyway, it’s way too early for this to be anything more than a mildly entertaining diversion. A year from now it might be interesting to see who made it through the primaries, but right now it’s like watching pre-season baseball in February when the old-timers, the rookies, and the no-chance walk-ons are all trying for a spot in the line-up, and none of the games count.