Last week was all about Quentin Tarantino at the New York Post—with the number of articles about the Pulp Fiction director skyrocketing literally infinitely over the last year. After the staggering increase, New Yorkers of a certain age can’t help but be reminded of the last time it seemed like the maverick director appeared in the tabloid this regularly.

Killings in New York City have jumped 350 percent compared to this time last year, the New York Post claimed yesterday. It’s a classic Post argument: bloody, provocative, and utterly false when divorced from its own narrow and purposefully misleading premise.

What does a grim news story of rape make you want think about? If you answered more rape!, you have a kindred spirit in New York Post editor and brutality fetishist Col Allan, whose paper’s front page today calls for the sexual violation of disgraced Subway pitchman Jared Fogle, who pleaded guilty to charges of child pornography possession and abuse of minors. “ENJOY A FOOT LONG IN JAIL,” the Post crows—a double entendre playing off the size of a large Subway sandwich, a product Fogle has endorsed, and the imagined length of a large penis, which the newspaper hopes will be used to penetrate Fogle’s body against his will while he is imprisoned.

Bob McManus, the bespectacled lump of Play-Doh above, wants you to know: What happened to Eric Garner was nobody's fault but his own.