On the Nassau Ave. G train platform the other day, a young Latino man had stopped to look at an ad poster showing a news stand full of papers. An old white man in a fedora, pushing a walker, made his way up to him and pointed forcefully. "That's all going to be gone soon, you know!" he said, at high volume. The young man looked at him. "Newspapers. Reading." The old man mimed reading a newspaper. "It'll all be"—he stopped and made a typing motion—"on the computer. No paper!" The young man looked at him and nodded politely. Then the old man continued on his way.

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