“Russia has found just the man to lead its ongoing assault on Ukraine,” says Rich Lowry in the New York Post. Alexander Dvornikov, the top-level general now in charge of the campaign, is known as the “Butcher of Syria” for his role leading Russian troops there. He notoriously oversaw the “reduction” of Aleppo into what one UN official described in 2016 as a “slaughterhouse”. Children were trapped under streets of rubble; pregnant women were deliberately bombed. To reward this “bloody handiwork”, Dvornikov was officially honoured as a “hero of the Russian Federation”.

Will Smith’s Oscar slap was followed by a downpour of “overwrought psychobabble” from him and his wife, says Janan Ganesh in the FT. “I am a work in progress.” “This is a season for healing.” “I want to be a vessel for love.” Emotional oversharing is not the problem here. “That is, for the most part, a healthier thing than its opposite.” The issue is that a “psychological word salad” gives the impression of self-knowledge with none of the actual substance. As one friend of mine put it: “They don’t talk about their feelings. They talk about talking about their feelings.”