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The Last of the Bar Cars?

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This week's "Talk of the Town" section of the New Yorker takes on a major issue that threatens nothing short of the way of life of many Westchester residents. We're talking, of course, about the fate of the commuter bar car. It's almost amazing that in this age of smoking bans and cocktail free lunches that the bar car still exists. And so it's no surprise that it's endangered. But not everyone is willing to let their right to the afternoon beer slip quietly into the history books. One group of commuters led by Robert Shea has formed Commuters Allied for Responsible Enjoyment (CARE) to stand athwart history yelling "Bud."

The New Yorker
interviews a couple of typical bar car enthusiasts:

John Lictro, investment banker, 4:10 to Poughkeepsie, Corona: “I basically kick back and unwind.”
Michael Rowe, bond trader, 5:46 to South Norwalk, Bud (though “with the New Year’s resolution, I’m going to be hitting the Bud Light a little harder this year”): “It’s a good excuse to blow off a little steam.”
Michael Susi, online media executive, 6:14 to Scarsdale, Sam Adams: “Living in Westchester, there’s an air about it. You’re not lumped in with everyone who’s immature and can’t control themselves.”
Some echoed, with a surprising poignance, Shea’s contention that a homebound nip was, almost in the way of good schools and green lawns, an inalienable part of the suburban ideal, and that its abolition would somehow spoil the sort of manhood to which they had long aspired. Bill Murphy, a bond trader who customarily enlivens the 6:08 to New Canaan with a Coors Light or “light whatever,” said, “I grew up in Long Island, where they don’t have bar cars. To me, it’s one of the best advantages.”

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