Recently we told you about a new book that claims Jackie Kennedy and brother-in-law Robert were engaged in a long-hidden affair. But just wait! There is an utter smackdown of the book and the man who wrote it.

Why bother going to San Diego for Comic-Con when you can just sit in your living room and read all the good coverage of it! Now, when you talk to your nerdy sci-fi friends, you won't look like an idiot.

Every time we think it'd be smart to rent out our apartment while we're away on vacation, we remember one of the horror stories we've heard. This one involves black sludge, fake tanner, and America's Next Top Model's CariDee English!

Not even three weeks after his son's funeral, Joe Jackson is sullying our fair city with his partying ways. The Beyoncé concert and the Hard Rock Café are not safe. What institution with an accent in the title is next?

E. Lynn Harris, who found unlikely success writting books about black gay men, passed away in Los Angeles on Thursday. The cause of death is still unknown.

They like sci-fi! They wear costumes! They play with light sabers! They saw The X-Files movie in the theater! Yes, every year people freak out when they found out that Comic-Con is full of freaks.

Katie Couric may be a little late to the "Alessandra Stanley screwed up Walter Cronkite's obit" party but she is officially its celebrity guest. Couric used her entire "notebook" column to school Stanley, and, boy, is it a doozy.

Apple is poised to release a tablet computer early next year, according to AppleInsider. But first, picky CEO Steve Jobs gets to have some fun driving his engineers completely insane.

Hollywood's irascible uncle Rupert Everett flew off the handle again, this time saying that Michael Jackson was a "freak" and better off dead. He's just one of our favorite people who can't be tamed by a publicist.

Andy Rooney—whose work we do not usually care for—was overcome with grief while delivering the eulogy at Walter Cronkite's funeral yesterday, and had to excuse himself after less than two minutes. It's god damn heartbreaking. A generation passes.

Martha Stewart is a frosty domestic diva, tyrant office manager and convicted Wall Street conniver. Not exactly a people person. Which is why, Stewart says, she loves the Twitter — it's perfect if you disdain the common man!

They walk the red carpet, they are stalked by the paparazzi, but no one knows their names or cares who they are. Yes, here are the lesser-known celebrity siblings—unlucky to not be famous, lucky to share fame's lifestyle.

Speculation has abounded over whether Mike Steele, Janice Min's "acting" successor as editor-in-chief at Us Weekly, is the real deal, or just a temporary space-holder. Wenner Media boss Jann Wenner tried to clear it up in a staff memo yesterday.

When Mischa Barton got on the train to Cuckootown we thought she joined the ranks of Britney Spears and Mariah Carey. Not really, because people seemed to actually care about their public descent into madness. Is the celeb meltdown passe?

Oh, how the American media wishes that some sex perv had never secretly recorded a nude video of shapely ESPN reporter Erin Andrews! Then the media would not have been forced to discuss this disgusting spectacle. And make photo galleries!

The latest creation in the Ass-Covering Studio Excuses R&D Dept. is the "Twitter Effect." Movies aren't making money, you see, because too many people are learning, 140 characters at a time, how bad they are.

[Job seekers talk to a Hustler strip club representative at a career fair in San Francisco; image via Getty]

Trent Reznor has had it with Twitter. The microblogging service let the singer give fans a peek into his personal life; that turned out to be not such a good idea.

Uma Thurman, Nicolas Cage and Tyler Perry are all things that won't win them automatic scorn. This is progress. Also, Martin Sheen may get the chance to be in charge of freedom again. Finally.

Apple is famously hostile to leaks; to keep secrets, the company sued a teenaged blogger and lied about its CEO's health. This paranoid culture's new poster boy: a Chinese engineer who has killed himself after losing an iPhone prototype.



Sun Danyong, 25, recently jumped out the window of his apartment building to his death, VentureBeat reports. The engineer had just has his apartment illegally searched and may have been detained and abused by his employer, Apple manufacturing contractor Foxconn, after he lost one of 16 prototypes for a fourth-generation iPhone. Sun's frantic efforts to find the missing phone at a factory in Shenzhen, China had been unsuccessful.