This impressive display of verbal dexterity (or diarrhea), puts fast-talking into context. So much of what we say is meaningless, lost in a wisp of time, maybe we should spout it at record speed? Oh, for significant, thought provoking, stimulating conversation. Where are the meaningful soliloquies of yesteryear, the bon mots, perceptive, illuminating phrases to seep into our collective consciousness? Lost, probably sometime between the end of the Crimean War and the beginning of Big Brother. Where’s Oscar, when we need him most? At this speed, the entire works of Shakespeare could be performed during a commercial break; but not this one. This one’s solely for Fed Ex.