This Lane Tries Harder

I’ve got an observation about driving on the freeways in L.A. It’s not earth shattering, but it is slightly counter-intuitive. Not always but fairly often, on a freeway with at least four lanes in each direction, the number two lane is the one to be in.

In case you don’t know, in California the lanes are numbered, or counted, from the inside out. The centermost lane, going in either direction, is the number one lane for that direction, often referred to as “the fast lane.” So if number one is the fast lane, why do I say number two is the lane to be in? Well, I don’t really know, but I’ve observed it, again, fairly often, to make better time.

I tried to get God to tell me why it was so, but he just kept playing little pseudo-psychiatrist games with me, taking all my questions and turning them around. When it comes down to it, it wasn’t much different than a little kid that just says “why,” again, after each new explanation that you give them, but God can do it so skillfully that you don’t really realize that’s what he’s doing until a few hours later when you think it back over. Anyway, the best that I was able to come up with is this: The number three and four lanes are hampered by having to accommodate and react to all the traffic getting on and off the freeway, so there’s a constant give and take that slows things down. The number one lane is full of people that don’t want to have to think about their driving. They figure that nobody has to go all the way over to the fast lane so it will have the least total number of cars passing through it and even when cars do come in or out of it, they only do so from one side. They may or may not want to go as fast as the rest of the traffic, but what they want most is to not be bothered and if they’re the ones going slower, well they don’t get in their own way so what do they care.

So that leaves the number two lane. Fewer total cars than most lanes and fewer people not paying any more attention than they have to to what’s going on around them.

Now did God tell me that my analysis was either right or wrong? No. Most of the time God really isn’t as helpful as he could be.

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