A Little Less Elbow Room

It's been in the news this week that we now have 300 million people in this country. I could've sworn there were at least that many on the D train this morning, but I'll take the experts' word for it:

At the Census Bureau headquarters in Suitland, Md., a crowd broke into cheers at 7:46 when the digital population clock — calculating that an American is born every 7 seconds, one dies every 13 seconds and the nation gains an immigrant from abroad every 31 seconds — flashed 300,000,000.

The pathetic thing is the rush to label someone in particular the 300 millionth, which, predictably, isn't all that possible and leads to many claims. Refreshing in all of this is a young father from Queens, who reacts with dignity to ridiculous questions from our ever-ridiculous media:

Asked by reporters whether he considered himself lucky to be the father of a celebrity, Mr. Jimenez replied: "My baby is healthy. My wife is fine. What more luck do I want?"