Bronte Media

I am one of those people who can’t stop looking at what other people are reading on the subway. A few days ago on the 6 train, coming home from the office, tuned out on my ipod, a cookie-cutter (light blue shirt, fitted khakis) young banker (the ones that tap away on their blackberry even while the subway is in motion - we know you’re playing blockout mate) was flipping through a memorandum and a stack of reports on R.R. Donnelley. And now this. Perhaps the Bloomberg reporters should ride the 6 more often.