In your slushy Wednesday media column: Keith Olbermann sniffs out media bias whether it exists or not, a way to save magazines in fantasyland, PARADE's editor leaves, and Air America totally owes media people money.

He's in an abandoned movie theater in Flatbush! Previously in "Lowly places the New York Times has sent its future publisher:" A lightbulb-changing tour, a playground, the Puerto Rican Day parade, a Nazi rally, a tree, and a boat. You'll look back fondly on these crappy assignments one day, A.G. Pay those dues!

Washington Post conventional wisdom repeater Howie "Howard" Kurtz wrote a column about Jon Stewart yesterday and—OMG—Jon Stewart totally mentioned it on TV last night. So Howie Kurtz wrote a story about that fact, for the newspaper. Real journalism.

Condé Nast set up a hotline for ratting out coworkers who release secrets, take "unauthorized discounts" or just straight steal from the company. That sort of highway robbery is permissible only between a top editor and a consenting Si Newhouse.

So! It seems that Mandy Stadtmiller's first-person exploration of hiring a male prostitute that ran on the cover of today's New York Post has not been so popular among grumbling media types. A sample of the bitching we've heard, below.

Amid White House complaints, Reuters retracted a story saying the president's "backdoor taxes" will "hit [the] middle class." This is the second story Reuters has killed in as many months, but, on the bright side, the first actually bad one.

In your staggering Tuesday media column: Marcus Brauchli is far richer than a newspaper editor should be (especially considering the new classified ad numbers), the future of Harper's debated, and Julia Allison overcomes media haters (like Richard Lawson).

Former New York Post dating columnist Mandy Stadtmiller flew out to Nevada to spend a couple hours with "Markus," America's first legal male prostitute, for journalism. What a job! Free travel, free massage, and a free gynecological exam.

Which fact is more befuddling: (1.) Though Sarah Palin: The Untold Story ...In Her Own Words! is written in the first person, it was made with zero input from Palin. (2.) This magazine is expected to make money.

What happens when a group of social media freaks—including Ann Curry—get trapped in an elevator? It is electronically recorded and broadcast over the internet at near-dizzying speed. Welcome to the most thoroughly documented elevator entrapment ever.

Why would anybody pretend to be a journalist? If you're going to play make-believe, go all out: Pretend to be something cool, like an astronaut! On Hannity tonight, make-believe investigative journalist James O'Keefe continued to underwhelm us with his imagination.

In your musk-scented Monday media column: A use found for print media, the Harper's editor firing saga continues, small stakes mean big arguments in journalism academia, and Howell Raines returns.

Lindgren, who was editorial director at New York, will become executive editor at the Bloomberg magazine, new editor Josh Tyrangiel announced. Eric Pooley, former managing editor at Fortune will fill the deputy editor's role.

Web entrepreneur Jason Calacanis' prank claims about the Apple tablet yesterday were so over the top, we had to laugh. Until prestige media started reprinting them like they had merit, and our good humor turned to amazement.

In your shiny Thursday media column: internecine squabbling at the Washington Post (is fun), new hires at the WSJ, The University of Florida is a Mac, and the government has always run the media.

The problem with condensed Twitter URLs: You can't see where they go. White House correspondent Major Garrett tweeted a URL last night, and it went to a Vegas call girl website. Vegas, where some White House folks go next month.

Every idiot on TV and the internet won't shut up about Steve Jobs' new thing you need to spend $800 on (though we'll take a free one if anyone's offering!), which means its a great day to release inconvenient news.

In your wicked Wednesday media column: the post-Roger Hodge day at Harper's, real journalists sure don't work in a "coffee shop," layoffs at ABC, and Nancy Grace is bad.

In your terrifying Tuesday media column: Nancy Grace is unstoppable, Robert Thomson is strangely attractive, a British newspaper editor is wrong, and Mississippi is king of journalism states!

Last night, the New York Times' Natasha Lennard donned the universal hobo disguise—fur trapper hat and crumpled up newspapers—to pose as a homeless person. Why? So an annual census of the city's homeless population wouldn't count her.