A bronfman bro is a particular species of biped found in the general locale of McGill... male, confrontational, and generally self-assured, the bronfman bro takes pride in the vast extent of its indifference. The bronfman bro will make frequent references to logic, and science, and "basic economics", and will consider the very depth of its conformity as the ultimate proof of its generic platitudes. Typically to the right of the political spectrum, the bronfman bro is wont to declare itself apolitical - justifying its claims to have no ideology on the basis that everyone else just needs to chill. The bronfman bro, however, does not fancy itself a mediocrity. It couches the mundanity of its lifestyle in the language of having grasped a great wisdom - that differentiation is the true conformity, that in a campus full of puerile hipsters, the bronfman bro has rediscovered true culture midway through the top 40 countdown. The bronfman bro is by no means the average business student, but is certainly the most vocal. Quick to proclaim its own openmindedness, it will nevertheless be offended by this comment. Faced with the predictability of its outrage, the bronfman bro will retain its air of superiority with its first genuine revelation: that I really am an intolerably pretentious, sad sack of shit. Thank god for anonymity, amirite?