In case there was any question about the lines between terrorism and homosexuality, the New York Blade reports that a February protest by New York University Law school's gay advocacy group OUTlaw was under government surveillance. NBC News reported last week the group was categorized as "potentially violent" by the homo-hating sleuths at the Pentagon. It was also revealed that a "Don t Ask, Don t Tell" protest at University of California Santa Cruz, which included a gay kiss-in, was also labeled as a "credible threat" of terrorism.

• Nick Lachey may sell his side of the divorce story to OK! magazine for $300k, complete with the help of Jamie-Lynn Sigler's ex-husband, A.J. DiScala. As if this weren't classy enough, Lachey may also be investing in megaclub Pacha. Dude's got to keep up with Jessica's post-breakup collagen, after all. [Page Six]
• FBI agents are investigating the Crazy Horse Too strip club in Vegas for racketeering and have interviewed some of the joint's biggest clients, including Robert DeNiro and George Clooney. Anything to get near Clooney, we suppose. [R&M]
• Let's put it this way: If Kate Moss's omni-addicted ex-boyfriend Pete Doherty doesn't have HIV, it's a Christmas miracle. [Page Six]
• Speaking of Christmas miracles, Naomi Campbell actually apologizes to David Bowie for getting her bitch on with Bowie's wife, Iman. [Gatecrasher]
• Nathan Lane mocks Brokeback Mountain on the Today show, and the actor's membership in the Gay Club is thus revoked. [Lowdown]
• Shirley MacLaine is no Paris Hilton. She is, however, quite the Nicole Richie. [Scoop]

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• Thanks to the Daily Show, American Apparel becomes the latest victim in the War on Christmas. There's a holiday lesson to be learned here: When you sodomize a reindeer, nobody wins. [American Apparel]
• Fox News's Roger Friedman seems a bit too excited at how gay the Oscars are shaping up to be. [Fox411]
• The best thing about rare color photographs from the Depression? You can see how hard black folk worked, and yet managed to keep their nails matching their bandanas. You can thank the Library of Congress for that one. [Flickr via Vitamin Castercat]
• Even social drinkers have a hard time putting down the bottle. Tell us about it. [LAT]
• Elton John de-Gays his performance a bit by including a video of Pamela Anderson pole-dancing, but it's a bit too hetero for NBC. Nothing's ever good enough for these people. [E! Online]
• Somewhere in Brooklyn, someone has created a brothel with life-size dolls. We're so horrified, we don't even have a joke. [Craigslist]

• The Bad Santa display on East 18th Street is exactly why Christmas in New York is so fantastic and special. Now give us a bucket of Rudolph's blood! [FishbowlNY]
• It's a female face's worst nightmare, and a lonely vagina's dream come true: the mustache is making a comeback. [NYSun]
• CBS is in the midst of casting a reality-show pilot based around the Upper West Side's York Prep school. Think Laguna Beach, but too close for comfort. [NYM]
• A gay man is arrested for punching a cop. In a pot-kettle twist, the officer's name was Fagley. [Good as You]
• Having a substitute teacher was always a free day, but it's a definite party when the sub starts cutting rails. [USAT]
• Britney Spears fans, having a bit too much time on their hands, launch DivorceKevin.com. Next, her fans will teach the popster how to use the internet. [AdRants]
• LEOTARD! FANTASTIC! The Barbie! [Social Cavity]

• Bid on the charity auction to win a tour of CNN and VIP tickets to Anderson Cooper's show. It's your big chance to show your dream man just how charitable of a stalker you are. [Charity Buzz]
• Cathy Rigby retires from Peter Pan, leaving only one sure bet as her replacement: Clay Aiken in the tights he was always born to wear. [Manolo the Shoeblogger]
• Why were we all completely unaware that Glamour had entered film production? [OAN]
• Just like the city itself, the New York Public Library's "I Heart NY" snowglobe is dirty as hell. [Consumerist]

For those of you looking to fluff up your income with some solid spending cash, Craigslist has a gem for you:

The Times' Thursday Styles is like a bloodhound of fluff journalism, sniffing out the stories before they even break. Case in point: today brings us an exploration of the disproportionate number of successful gay males in the fashion industry to their straight, female counterparts. While Miuccia Prada and Donna Karan have built empires, notes the Gray Lady, the glittery buzz of being an "it" designer seems reserved for young gay men. Uh, no shit.

Dear Diary,

• In a fit anger, Britney Spears has booted husband Kevin Federline out of their lovenest and into the Beverly Hills Hotel. Good for K-Fed: we're sure Spears is footing the bill. [R&M]
• On their way home from a Thanksgiving weekend spent at a Scottsdale, Arizona spa, Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn are pulled over; the cop smelled a hint of booze and advised Vaughn not to continue driving. And then, because they were white and famous, they were let go. [IMDb]
• Actor George Clooney won't finish his post 9/11 catfight with Fox News screamer Bill O'Reilly, but he'll certainly mention it at any opportunity if it helps promote his new movie. [Page Six]
• Martha Stewart's daughter Alexis experimented with lesbianism, but the bois she dated just didn't know how to bake. [R&M (2nd item)]
• Whoopi Goldberg and Prince Edward, Earl of Wessex? Yeah, we're stumped. [Lowdown]

After taking a break to complete her latest work, Break, Blow, Burn, awesomely intellectual feminist and bestselling author Camille Paglia has returned to her column at Salon.com to tackle the pressing issue that affects thinking women and Gays everywhere: Madonna's new album, and whether or not it's any good. Writes Paglia:

Virgin Mobile has launched its holiday ad campaign, quasi-humorously titled Chrismahanukwanzakah. In one commercial, we see several "holiday minorities" (Hindu Santa, Buddhist Cowboy, and Jews) conducting a telethon; also working the phones is the somewhat frightening Gay Elf, pictured above.

We've never before heard of the "Nut Lovers" candy bar from Hershey's.

Before we're done celebrating New York Day here at Gawker HQ, we'd be remiss if we didn't point you to an odd front-of-book brief in this week's mag, this one detailing some unplanned goings-on at the Time Warner Center mall:

We've long had an odd fascination with the one-line distillations of television shows that appear in TV listings and program guides. With an old roommate, we shared a particular fondness for episode summaries that inadvertently describe an entire series: "Kevin realizes he has feelings for Winnie"; "Joey's misunderstanding causes problems for the gang"; "Tragedy strikes the ER."

We have no idea why today's installment Thrillist prominently depicts one jocky guy grabbing another jocky guy by, essentially, the nuts. But it makes us like this typically gratingly fratty newsletter much more than usual.

• Battle of the meatheady Greek shipping heirs: Paris Hilton's new beau, Stavros Niarchos, exchanges heated words with her former fiancé, Paris Latsis. Then Niarchos vomits all over the club, because that's how Greek shipping heirs solve all their disputes. [R&M]
• Smackeriffic rocker Pete Dougherty has checked into the Meadows rehab center in Arizona — the very same clinic where ex-girlfriend Kate Moss underwent treatment last month. In this case, we're not so sure imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. [Page Six]
• Legendary diva Elton John will finally marry his longtime partner, David Furnish, on December 21, the first day civil partnerships of the Gays will be recognized in England. Congrats to Furnish, who no doubt has secured himself a lifetime of temper tantrums and ass-whippings. [NYDN]
• In a real estate "turkey" roundup, lofts at 30 Crosby Street are suddenly considered part of TriBeCa. Awesome — does that mean we can make Harlem part of the East Village? [Page Six]

• Well, well, well! Look who's on the cover of the latest People magazine: It's the family Federletus! You know, didn't OK! change their Britney-Kevin cover story and bend over backwards with their edit, just to get those baby pics? Yeah, we think they did. Sucks to be them. [People]
• We're thankful for our Adderall abuse, Michael T. of Motherfucker is thankful for his cocaine abuse, and Fancy of Fannypack is thankful for his Asian teen escort abuse. [VV]
• The Holiday Market eats Union Square alive. But the little crafts are so cute, no? [Manhattan Offender]
• The Real David Cross offers his thoughts on the Fake David Cross. [Radar]
• NASA still plagued with pressing dildo problems. [CNN]
• Is that a VULVA on the cover of New York mag, or are you just happy to see us? [Scanner]
• Martha Stewart struggles with whether or not to name her new kitten "Keira Knightley." Seriously. [MarthaStewart]
• The Golden Girls are alive, well, and shilling in Chelsea. It's just not the same without Estelle Getty, however. [OAN]

• So who's the well-hung former wrestler turned successful gay writer trolling for bottoms on Craigslist? Guesses include Augusten Burroughs, Alex Halberstadt, Aaron Krach, Brad Gooch, and, um, Gore Vidal. One of you is going to have to go undercover and figure this shit out, for real. [Gawker]
• We can't get enough of "hardcore" rapper 50 Cent's photos for GQ's People of the Year feature. So delightfully emasculating! [Style.com]
• Columbia students are "gonna f— this bondage we call clothing and party like the savages we really are." Yes! Ivy-league, UWS, trust-funded savages! [NY Sun]
• Start preparing now for your Thursday Thanksgiving binge: eat a shitload today, and shit a lot tomorrow. [Thrillist]
• Are the Scientologists coordinating a Craigslist invasion? [Craigslist x 3]

The new Details is out today, and Simon Dumenco has an essay in it about the Times's strange fixation on defining the borders of heterosexuality — and ensuring that The Gays remain safely classified as The Other.