Somewhere on the editorial floor of The Sydney Morning Herald there is an office with the word “editor” on the door. It is where reader complaints should be directed, the key word being “should” because it becomes more clear with every passing day that, while a warm body might be observed occupying that space, it is clearly not that of a genuine, proper editor.
Below, the illustration the editor chose to run with columnist Mike Carlton’s weekly squirt of spleen — “Israel’s Rank and Rotten Fruit Is Being Called Fascism” — on July 26, 2014:
Does that big-nosed fellow seem familiar? Below that, an illustration selected by the editor of Der Sturmer in Berlin, 1934