The announcer on the Red Line really wants you to take your newspaper with you and throw it out when you leave the train. He said so at Davis. And Porter. And Harvard. And Kendall. And Charles/MGH. By the time you get to Park Street, he is sobbing over the PA system: "Please...I beg you, for the love of God, TAKE YOUR NEWSPAPERS WITH YOU AND THROW THEM OUT. Good God; have you no mercy? Can't you see how I am suffering!?"
And why this monomania about the newspapers? We never hear the announcer getting riled up about the empty Big Gulp cups, crumpled Skittles wrappers, or used, wet tissues lying all over the train. He never tells us not to forget our nail clippings or handcuffs or prosthetic limbs. He doesn't get worked up into a frenzy about the AA batteries and empty beer bottles that are rolling around on the floor for the entire ride - up the length of car...and down the length of the car. Over and over.
I guess this is an ongoing issue, and it touches a nerve for the announcer. People are pigs, and leave their discarded Metros all over the train, day in and day out. They can't be bothered to carry them two feet off the train to the nearest receptacle. So do your part and take your stupid Metro with you. Maybe if the folks who clean the trains didn't have to pick up 8,000 Metros every day, they could make some headway with the Skittles wrappers and tissues. Do it for your long-suffering announcer. He really needs your help.