Well this has got nothing to do with broadband or technology, but increasingly it is obvious that men are an absolutely demographic. They don’t buy $400 dollar shoes, read or support men specific shows etc. In other words, we are all too wrapped up in TiVo, email and the ultimate pursuit of well carnal satisfaction. What brought this on? This article in New York Times for starters. On lad lit, the gray ole lady writes:
bq. Do men, who make up a relatively small share of the book-buying public, want to read about themselves the way women do? And do women, who have fueled the chick-lit genre, want to read about men who obsess about their waistlines and drool over 22-year-old interns, as Mr. Smith’s protagonist does in “Love Monkey”?