In the little scuffle with National Review’s Kevin Williamson about ID, I wanted to thank Michael Behe for stepping in this morning and setting Williamson straight. What a treat.

Professor Behe’s doing so is like the scene from Annie Hall with Marshall McLuhan. Williamson is the pretentious moviegoer in line with Woody Allen, and Behe is McLuhan. “Boy, if life were only like this.” But occasionally it is. Don’t know what I’m talking about? Watch.