Somewhere in the depths of hell, not far from the child abusers and the Nickelback fans, there's a special ring of torment set aside for people who cut lines. At least, there ought to be, because anyone who consciously cuts a line or weasels ahead by pretending to be oblivious—or "friends" with someone—is a parasitical enemy to civilization, and must be dealt with accordingly. Which is why this vague little item in the Post police blotter warms our hearts so: A restaurant patron at Via Dei Mille in Soho was waiting on line for the bathroom like a civilized human being Saturday when some low-life tried to jump the line. Cops say our hero "went ballistic" and broke the line-cutter's nose with a bottle. At press time, it's unclear what charges the line-cutter faces.