One evening this summer NSQ and I were working out at the Lasker Pool in Central Park. In most pools we're firmly in the "medium" lane, but compared to the others at Lasker we're usually relatively speedy. (Kinda like being the nicest Nazi.) Anyway, on this particular evening there was one gentleman who wandered into the fast lane and began flailing away. After we passed him a few times, we found ourselves at the wall at the same time. NSQ politely mentioned to the gentleman that we were in the fast lane, hoping that he'd voluntarily move to a more appropriate lane. Without hesitation he replied "and I'm swimming as fast as I can". Apparently, he's not the only one. Check out this column from today's Washington Post.