"Turns out, scientists say, that those who [run a 200 mile ultramarathon] show less neuromuscular fatigue, muscle damage and inflammation when compared with those athletes who take the easy way out with 100 miles."

Every once in a while you run into one of these fresh-mouthed young high school graduates declaring they're going to "change the world" with their "apps" and their "new paradigm" and their "great idea for an electronic dance beat." News flash, kiddos: you're mediocre at best, just like your old man.

Everyone knows that Bert and Ernie are gay (not everyone knows that Bert is Dominican and Ernie is Puerto Rican), so of course they were excited that for the Supreme Court's two gay-marriage rulings this week—as Jack Hunter lovingly illustrates on this week's New Yorker cover.

Republican donor Fred Malek, who once, at Nixon's behest, counted all the Jews working at the Bureau of Labor Statistics, muses on acceptance to the Washington Post: "Thoughtful people in the donor community fully recognize that our Republican Party is seen by many as intolerant[.]"

According to an NBC News report, the Justice Department is investigating the former second highest ranking officer in the U.S. military for leaking classified information about a U.S. cyber attack on Iran's nuclear program. The same officer, according to reports, both conceived and ran the top secret operation from 2007 to 2011.

Alec Baldwin is having a rough day. Thursday morning, he attended James Gandolfini's funeral, so emotions were running high. Then the Daily Mail published a report that Baldwin's wife had tweeted throughout Gandolfini's funeral service. Alec...well, he didn't have the best reaction to the Mail's report.

In response to the paper's reporting on the NSA, the US Army has issued an “Armywide” restriction on web access to certain articles in The Guardian.

Above, the Chicago Sun-Times' front page the day after its local hockey team took home the Stanley Cup. Below, the Chicago Tribune's front page that very same day.

A man who fucks bicycles is on the loose in Sweden. After Swedish cyclist Per Edstrom had his bike violated one too many times, he installed a security camera in front of his home, left his bike outside, and then waited.

Joining Wal-Mart and several other companies, Target announced on Thursday that it had ended its business deal with Paula Deen. QVC was less definite, saying they had "decided to take a pause" from selling Deen's products.

NPR featured a weird (or, as some who love Moscato might say, "wiggity wiggity wack") story Thursday about how black people love Moscato. The article, titled "Moscato: The Gateway Wine For People Of Color?," was produced by NPR's Code Switch blog ["news from frontiers of race, ethnicity and culture"]: The Gateway NPR For People of Color.

Welcome to Thatz Not Okay, a regular column in which I school inquiring readers on what is and is not okay. Please send your questions to caity.weaver@gawker.com with the subject "Thatz Not Okay."

A Bible signed by Albert Einstein has sold for $68,500 in an auction. But a beautiful flower inscribed by the loving hand of The Lord Our God? Well, that's still free :)

Friends, family members, and coworkers gathered today at Manhattan's Cathedral Church of Saint John the Divine to pay their final respects to actor James Gandolfini, who passed away last week at the age of 51.

The approval rating of Toronto mayor Rob Ford—who was filmed smoking crack cocaine—has risen five points since last month, when news broke that he was filmed smoking crack cocaine.

NPR call-in program Talk of the Nation, which began broadcasting in 1991, aired its last episode today. But all is not lost: Science Friday will continue on as its own show.

A comprehensive immigration reform bill just passed through the Senate, and you need to know what's in it (so you can most effectively fight with your old neighbor on Facebook). Here's your easy-to-understand guide to the Senate's bill and the current status of immigration reform.

Mark Covino and Jeff Howlett's documentary, out on Friday, is simply titled A Band Called Death. It provides a thorough biography of an under-appreciated protopunk garage band that existed on the cusp of punk. They were called Death, obviously. The Detroit band, founded in 1971 by three brothers—David Hackney (guitar), Dannis Hackney (drums) and Bobby Hackney (bass, vocals)—was disbanded in 1977, but managed to record an album's worth of songs in demo sessions. When the band was rediscovered by record collectors, punk obsessives, and underground DJs in the 2000s, the Hackneys were hailed as visionaries.

A veteran TV reporter has been fired from his job after he filed a report from the scene of a major flood while sitting on the shoulders of a victim in an apparent bid to avoid getting his clothes wet.

The tragic shooting death of Trayvon Martin continues to be one of America's richest sources of tangentially-related arguments. The latest: Is "cracker" a "racial" term? The correct answer: Shut up, cracker.