Everyone is always destroying New York all the time. Now the damn National Geographic Channel has decided to borrow a page from Animal Planet and direct their focus away from mating gazelles and toward death and doom for us all. The video below popped up on the front page of Dailymotion today. It's a promo for the upcoming NatGeo special "Six Degress Could Change the World," which is about global warming and not how we're all connected to '80s leading men (or Sidney Poitier). Remember: in the event of 25 feet of water drowning New York, stay inland or with Dennis Quaid. [National Geographic]

"Facebook headquarters in downtown Palo Alto looks like a dorm room," Lesley Stahl narrated during last night's 60 Minutes piece on the company. "Facebook employees," Stahl also tells us, "show up late, stay late, and party really late." At the end of the the montage, it cuts to a darkened room where an employee continues to grind out work on his laptop while several others sit scrunched shoulder to shoulder on a red couch. There's also a DJ in the room. "Get down!" the music exhorts, 'cause it's totally like party planet down in Palo Alto. Woo. Wake us when they start taking their clothes off or putting on Viking helmets.

Once of the great tragedies of last night's decimated Golden Globes was being deprived of the opportunity to watch Entourage's Jeremy Piven, one of Hollywood's most enthusiastic awards recipients, take the stage and toe the always-difficult line between obligatory humility and "I so deserved this! This fucking show is nothing but four stoned jackasses high-fiving in a booth at Les Deux without Ari Gold!" self-aggrandizement

"You seem to be replacing Larry and Sergey as the people out here who everyone is talking about," 60 Minutes correspondent Lesley Stahl told Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg during his interview last night. In response, Zuckerberg sniffs. Then there's a beat. He blinks. Then Zuckerberg asks: "Is that a question?" He looks off camera and chuckles. Here's to another 100 years of puff pieces turned sour by petulance.

Dateline NBC traded in their spy cams normally used for busting Predators (not the ones from space, mind you, the ones that live next door to you) for the Vaseline-gauzed lenses required to shoot Hollywood's biggest and brightest in a two-hour Golden Globe special that aired last night after that pathetically boring Globes presser. During an interview with the universally adored Amy Adams, The Today Show's resident vixen Natalie Morales made an uncomfortable shift from friendly fluffery to attack dog journo mode when she grilled Amy Adams about her, *gasp*, former career as a waitress at Hooters. We haven't seen two girls go at it like this since Wild Things.

Facebook is the new Google, but not in the way Mark Zuckerberg wished. The 23-year-old founder is facing the same press backlash as his predecessors at the search company. His recent 60 Minutes interview ignored several pressing questions, and most of the show's 12-minute segment (available on CBS News Video) simply explained Facebook for old people and rehashed the usual "baby CEO" profile. But in the clip below from the end of the segment, Lesley Stahl criticizes Zuckerberg for launching Beacon, Facebook's stalkery program that tracks what users do on outside web sites unless they notice and opt out.

Recently separated Father Of The Year Hulk Hogan appeared on soon-to-be separated Rachael Ray's cooking show cum chatfest today. While we aren't entirely sure what kind of dish they whipped up when they hit the kitchen, we're fairly certain it was comprised of a potent conconction of prayers, vitamins and EVOO. But the story here isn't about foodstuffs, it's more about the palpable sexual chemistry that these two icons of All-American goodness CLEARLY have between each other. When Rachael pawed at The Hulkster's deeply tanned 22-inch pythons, we were struck by a vision, a glorious vision of stars spangling and rockets red-glaring their way deep into the night while as the two made passionate l-o-v-e in the name of chopped cherry trees and purple mountain's majesty. Pay heed to our video clip and try telling us you don't see the same thing.

This time Ezarik isn't lip-synching to Randi Jayne "Yes, Mark of Facebook's sister" Zuckerberg's vocals. "I wrote, sang, shot and edited this one," she tells us. Ezarik is trying to showcase the range of skills needed to break away from the low-tech, unscripted, and unpromising format of lifecasting.

Finding it nearly impossible to land quality guests because of talent's maddening unwillingness to run a gauntlet of taunting, red-shirted WGA picketers just to spend six uncomfortable minutes trying to sound enthused about a movie they only took to make a weekend-house mortgage payment, Jay Leno and Jimmy Kimmel last night paid reciprocal visits to each other's star-hungry couches, hoping that chatting about their strike-related travails might be a diverting way to kill a few minutes of airtime.

"Bling," as he's known, famously defected from Google to Facebook last year. More recently, he joined the Data Portability Workgroup. Was this video the kind of personal data he wants to make it easier to spread around?

Bill O'Reilly's crusade against NBC (the result of his feud with MSNBC runner Keith Olbermann) reached a dramatic and hilarious peak recently when he sent his correspondents to ambush GE Chairman Jeffrey Immelt. Because they used to sell airplane parts to Iran, you see! This is a target far greater in power and influence than O'Reilly's usual liberal bugbears, but it's certainly not unprecedented for certain TV rebels to attack the giant conglomerate. It's just that it usually happens on programs broadcast on GE's own network. Join us for a few entertaining examples, won't you?

Our hopes that VH1's Celebrity Rehab would be a Surreal Life-style romp documenting the antics of hilariously mismatched, semifamous roommates as they argue over neglected chores while soaking in the Pasadena Recovery Center's ten-person hot tub was, as it turns out, profoundly misguided. Other than brief moments of comic relief provided by the confiscation of porn star Mary Carey's penetrative toys and a staffer's attempts at keeping the Guy From Crazytown safely outside of Carey's radius of copulation, last night's premiere was mostly an oppressively bleak look at former Taxi and Grease star Jeff Conaway's debilitating addictions. (Click the above image to play a clip of his arrival at the clinic, accompanied by a freshly drained bottle of Dom Perignon and his enabling girlfriend.)

Blogger Robert Scoble made an appearance on CNBC's Fast Money, but it was a disaster. The stock-talk jocks were thoroughly unimpressed. Thinner screens? Products due out in 2009? Build-your-own cell-phones from Bug Labs? They were having exactly none of it. Here's the grand disconnect between the gadget-addled technofreaks of Silicon Valley and the portfolio-juggling quant jocks of Wall Street: You want to make money five years from now. They want to make money today. Never forget that, whether you're talking to a business-channel anchor or an investment banker.

Last Celeb DUI of 2007 winner Mischa Barton phoned into omnipresent showbiz presence Ryan Seacrest's radio show On Air this morning, her first public statement on the matter since being picked up by cops in WeHo two days after Christmas for driving under the influence of alcohol and non-medical marijuana.

Rule #1 of online video: Make it shorter dammit. Which makes this .01-second video the best YouTube clip ever. It's a stunt by Charles Trippy, an attention addict (he proposed to his girlfriend on a hot air balloon and filmed it) and one of YouTube's most-watched creators. Like the million-dollar homepage or "Hot or Not," the idea of "The Shortest Video Ever on YouTube" is so stupidly simple that by the time you wish you hadn't clicked it, it's already over. Click through for your own moment of impotent regret.

As you might expect following the passing of any beloved head of state, there is no shortage of obituaries celebrating Grant's legacy, but we've found no post-mortem tribute more touching than this video elegy an obviously grief-stricken mourner offered up to the internets today. Once the Star Wars-inspired crawl fades and the music-accompanied montage of some of those memorable Walk of Fame moments kicks in, you will be moved.

Mike Huckabee proved he was the official candidate of tired internet memes with his viral ad featuring the real Chuck Norris and those hilarious "Chuck Norris facts" you smirked at a couple years back. While the real campaign has not yet featured a "DUNCAN HUNTER ATE MY BALLS" attack site, one intrepid sketch comedy group has imagined a future in which it might. Because what the nation needs now is a president who's not afraid to dance with Ellen to "Smell Yo Dick."

Each day you face important issues requiring informed opinons. At work! At cocktail parties! In bed with strangers! In these situations and so many more you are expected to talk about the things everybody's talking about. Let Gawker Videographer Alex Goldberg and Defamer Videographer Molly McAleer do the thinking for you, with Point/Counterpoint. Today's topic: the writers strike.

Beyond its obvious benefit to gamers, videographers, and other hobbyists, the Internet has enabled certain obscure non-media communities to flourish. Speedcubers, for example. Rapid Rubik's Cube solvers were rare for the last couple of decades, but the Internet brought a recent rush of enthusiasts. As Google engineer and speedcuber Lars Petrus explained in the documentary "Piece by Piece," a Rubik's cube fanatic is probably the only one in their city. Without the net, there's no way to find other fans. Now teens are catching on, thanks to online lessons, tips and solutions ("What's the trick?" asks another solver in "Piece by Piece." "Years of painstaking work") such as Petrus's site and the video below.