The raw emotion, the cursing, the threats to rip the face off, just a for instance, Dylan Ratigan. None of it’s an act. Ask anyone and they’ll tell you. Ask Jimmy, ask Snakes, ask Greg Valentino. Call up the people he used to work with at the Journal and they’ll confirm they still have nightmares about him coming back to the office after a lunchtime workout, arms hanging out of his Champion sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off like two lethal weapons. They’ll tell you.
No Sleeves
This from someone who goes to the News Corp. gym on the third floor of 1211 6th Ave. Gaspo, in addition to grunting and constantly checking his Blackberry in the office gym, also wears a curiously-feminine fanny pack when working out. Not sure what’s in the fanny pack. Maybe a bottle of Cool Water cologne??
- Use the Bloomberg command
NH BLG_DEALBREAKER <GO>
to access Dealbreaker
