Read NYTimes ombudsman Byron Calame’s lame column today. Don’t worry, it’ll take you 30 seconds.

Mediacrity delivers a dead-on skewering:

With his column on how space is divided up among departments, which reads as if it were written by an intern for the Times Talk house organ, Barney has abandoned all pretense of being a newspaper ombudsman. His column today pretty well shouts out, “Hey, look at me! I am an Empty Suit.”

I won’t even bother to list all the topics of genuine concern to readers that Calame hasn’t addressed in his column, and won’t address, not even to give his customary “everything is fine” conclusion. But at least, were he to do that, he would be filling a rational management function, as spokesman and shill. His column today makes no sense at all.

The Sulzbergers might as well abolish the job — it is becoming that ridiculous.

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Scott Johnson and John Hinderaker at Power Line show what an ombudsman worth the name should be writing about the NYTimes.