Wall Street Bankers Now Meditating in Subway Tunnels

Tunnel zen

According to reports, stressed-out Wall Street bankers have discovered an unlikely sanctuary: abandoned subway tunnels. Instead of boardrooms, they now gather underground at dawn, sitting cross-legged between rusted tracks while chanting mantras over the roar of passing rats. “The rats are my spirit guides,” said one hedge fund manager.

The trend began after a mindfulness coach suggested “embracing authentic urban suffering.” Soon, financiers ditched Equinox yoga rooms for damp tunnels smelling faintly of history and urine. “If you can find peace here, you can find peace anywhere,” whispered one banker, still wearing cufflinks.

Locals are bemused. “I’ve been meditating on the A train involuntarily for 20 years,” joked one commuter. Critics argue it’s cultural appropriation—from straphangers. “Meditating underground is just called waiting for the F train,” wrote one columnist.

TikTok’s #SubwayZen trend shows bankers in pinstripes om-ing while rats crawl across their portfolios. One viral video shows a trader whispering, “Sell high, breathe deep,” before being interrupted by a mariachi band.

Tabloids went deep. “ZEN STREET” screamed the Post. The Daily News countered: “OM AND BUST.”

Mayor Adams praised the initiative: “If Wall Street finds calm underground, maybe they’ll stop yelling at bodegas.” Governor Hochul muttered, “If bankers start claiming rats as emotional support animals, I’m banning meditation.”

SOURCE: https://bohiney.com/wall-street-bankers-now-meditating-in-subway-tunnels/

SOURCE: https://bohiney.com/wall-street-bankers-now-meditating-in-subway-tunnels/.

By: Annika Steinmann.

Annika Steinmann, journalist at bohiney.com -- Wall Street Bankers Now Meditating in Subway Tunnels
Annika Steinmann, journalist.

By Annika Steinmann (News)

Annika Steinmann ([email protected]) - Upper West Side satirist and former stand-up comic who traded hecklers for headlines. German-born New Yorker who brings ruthless European efficiency to mocking American excess. Covers Manhattan's cultural pretensions, museum politics, and the eternal question: why does everything cost $18? Her comedy background means she knows exactly where the punchline belongs—usually somewhere between Columbus Circle and your wallet. Three years documenting NYC's decline into a theme park for the wealthy.

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