Jay Wilson

Jay Wilson
The New Era of Mobile

The 8:15 a.m. train to Grand Central Terminal was crowded, and, standing in the back of the car, I observed the commuting rituals of 30 suburban New Yorkers. Eight were reading newspapers, five listening to iPods, five on BlackBerrys, and four were engaged in honest-to-goodness, face-to-face conversations. A lone Kindle made an appearance toward the front of the car. The balance spent the 27-minute ride into Manhattan staring out the windows or sleeping.