There’s quite a lively discourse going on at Gawker, stemming from their posting of the Times article announcing that riders will continue to be able to consume potent potables on the train. Predictably, it devolves into a pissing match between the city and the ‘burbs and the easy cliches representing both factions: Manhattan media elitists and Greenwich middle managers in Dockers.
One highlight:
For all those ragging on the [above] picture: this is what people whose jobs require them to put on pants in the morning look like. Get over it. Not everyone is lucky enough to be a bitter, unemployed “writer.”