Paper Monitor: The wonderfully named Rich Ricci
There is much that divides the papers, but the evils of fat cat bankers is not one of them.
The resignation of the wonderfully named head of Barclays' investment branch is therefore a gift that none is prepared to let pass.
After resigning following the arrival of a new chief executive with the job of improving the bank's post Libor-rigging reputation, poor Mr Rich faces an uncertain future.
But there are few words of comfort for him.
The "moneybags banker" will walk away from the bank with £18m from a recent shares sale and a year's salary of £700,000, says the Daily Mirror.
"Laughing all the way from the bank" is the headline in the Guardian, which suggests that he has been handed £70m in shares since 2010.
He has "become a poster boy for City excess, picking up £44m at the height of credit crisis in 2010", offers the Sun.
And it's not as if he's in his twilight years. "He's retiring at 49!" the papers cry out in unison.
Perhaps a look at his life away from high risks finance will reveal a more sympathetic view?
"Mr Ricci appears to revel in his notoriety," says the Daily Mail. "In bespoke three-piece tweed suit, designer sunglasses and trilby, he is a familiar face at Cheltenham and other race meetings."
He owns horses called Fatcatinthehat and Champagne Fever, it points out.
But, back in the Daily Mirror, there are signs of Mr Ricci demonstrating something of a common touch.
After pulling out "a wedge of £50 notes to pay", he treated himself to a ticket for last summer's £97m Euromillions draw, it says.
There is no word as to whether he won.