Visually clueless morning
The first story, a series of spectacular weather photos, was headlined 'Cloud tsunami' hits Sydney. Apparently either Sydney or the Guardian doesn't know a storm cell/shelf cloud when it sees one.
I don't remember the cloud being correctly identified in the opening paragraph when I first saw the story, but I could be wrong. What I'm sure of, then and now, is that the caption writer didn't recognize that ropy tubular thing hanging down out of the cloud in photo #7.
The other story, John Lewis Christmas advert: who is Moon Hitler?, subtitled Why has the old man been sent into space? Is he a war criminal?, is a rant by Stuart Heritage about the complete incomprehensibility of the 2015 Christmas ad from retailers John Lewis.
The version of the story I'm seeing begins with a photograph of an old man sitting by himself on the surface of the moon, looking up at the sky. Um, sure, Hitler. First thing I thought of when I saw it.
If you click through to the video there's a story about a little girl with a telescope seeing the man on the moon, and sending him his own telescope so that he can look back at her. It's cute, but so rivet-free that Bradbury himself couldn't have handwaved it. The guy who wrote about a man who sold the moon would probably have had them using really big mirrors as semaphores: better science, but hard to fit into a Christmas ad.
Mr. Heritage has seen Total Recall, so he's concerned about the "hard vacuum in your shirtsleeves" issue. Clearly, he needs to watch A Grand Day Out. The only cure for the evils of a superficial education is more education.