Mark Ebner's scandal-filled book about Paris Hilton was released in January. One chapter—full of prostitution allegations against billionaire Clinton pal Ron Burkle—was cut. Now it's been released! And it's salacious, even by Ron Burkle standards:

The first stretch of the High Line may have opened yesterday, but you didn't think Diane von Furstenberg was going to sit back and relax with two more sections left to renovate, did you? She's now offering a limited-edition "large plush beach towel celebrating the opening of the High Line" both online and at her meatpacking store for $75, and a "percentage of the proceeds will go to the Friends of the High Line conservancy." [DVF]

That these fans are rabid and crazed isn't exactly news. Twi-twinkers, or whatever they call themselves, are some of the most insane devotees out there. They're as fantastical and lost-in-the-clouds as Harry Potter followers, but they're also dangerously sexualized (chastely). It's a heady and potent plasma. Hell, Entertainment Weekly has built a whole wildly successful cottage industry out of the irksome phenomenon.

Jon Voight is very mad at President Obama. In a speech at a Republican fundraiser last night, the actor called Obama a false prophet who fancies himself "Julius Caesar", thinking he will pacify nations with his words. Which is wrong!

Former President George H.W. Bush, erection obscured by a bikini-clad "Chorus Line" actress, cackles at those who said "Skydiving for your 80th birthday? You'll never top that!" Catch him in the Lorimer L train station soon. [TMZ] UPDATE: Barbara, too!:

Here's something to take pride in: The very first Guantanamo Bay detainee to be brought to the United States to stand trial is now a temporary resident of New York City! Tanzania native Ahmed Khalfan Ghailani arrived in town earlier today under extraordinarily heavy guard, which is a probably a good thing since he's accused of assembling the bombs that killed 224 people at two U.S. embassies in Africa in 1998.

[Actor-flirtin' Kelly Bensimon looks happy leaving court today, after avoiding jail time for her domestic abuse charge (she'll do two days community service); image via Splash]

As if it's not hard enough being unemployed right now, Nigerian scammers are trolling Craigslist, wasting the jobless' precious — OK, not so precious — time with fake employment offers. Hopefully no one's gullible enough to send money.

In your torrential Tuesday media column: No rock-breaking for Current reporters, a new job for Jesse Oxfeld, more Observer layoff victims, ad spending plunges (more), and one more unnecessary Obama book TK:

Meet Glen Whitney. The 40-year-old Long Island native made a fortune working at a hedge fund, but he quit his job recently so he could pursue a dream he's been nursing for years. (Although the article doesn't indicate where he worked, it was Jim Simons's nerd-factory, Renaissance Technologies.) Whitney's lifelong—and as-of-yet unrealized—goal? He's hoping to open a math museum in the middle of Manhattan. Can't you just feel the excitement?

Matt Lauer grinned at Sandra Bullock on the Today Show today and said "I have now seen you naked...", like a fourteen-year-old boy in shortpants talking to the village burlesque dancer. But how risque can Bullock's PG-13-rated The Proposal be?

It seems a handful of downtown art galleries have decided to close up for the summer "to take advantage of the downturn and its lower rents," and plan to simply pick up where they left off and resume operations in the fall. Now there's an idea for those of you who are bored out of your minds at the office and would love nothing more than to take a really long vacation and return to work in September:

Thirty-seven years after Watergate, Bob Woodward is still America's most famous print reporter. But did you know he's one of those "I'm so impartial that I don't vote" reporters? Maybe because of how his last vote worked out:

Because he's glutton for punishment, we sent Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff to the after party for the Webby awards last night. These are his stories.

When we revealed recently that Pfizer had put two of its corporate jets up for sale, we assumed it was a cost-cutting measure on the pharma conglomerate's part. It may be. But not necessarily! David Collins of the Connecticut newspaper The Day attempted to get to the bottom of things last week and was initially told by a press rep that the company was selling the planes as a "function of cost reduction initiatives." A couple of days later, though, Pfizer reversed course, informing Collins that the company would evaluate its options "for replacing these vehicles." So if you were concerned about poor Jeff Kindler having to deal with the indignity of commercial air travel, guess you needn't give up hope just yet. [The Day, previously]

Politiconumerical nerd-guru Nate Silver is totally in the tank for Peet's Coffee, and uses his statistical wizardry to imply it's better than Starbucks. But is it better than McCafé? This marketing crap is your future, Nate Silver. Drink up.

Another Apple conference means another chance for Jim Goldman to deliver Apple talking points into CNBC cameras. The network's famously petit Silicon Valley bureau chief was careful to bring his booster box. A bystander snapped us some pictures.

• The Boston Newspaper Guild, the Boston Globe's largest union, narrowly rejected a package of pay concessions and benefit cuts last night. [NYT]
• David Letterman is close to signing a new, 3-year contract with CBS. [THR]
• Conan O'Brien has beat Letterman in the ratings every night since his show debuted last week. But that may very well change pretty soon. [Vulture]
• Rachael Ray's talk show has been renewed for two more seasons. Alas. [THR]
• Glenn O'Brien is out as Interview's editorial director. [Daily Intel, FWD]

The Way We Live Now: Without pity. You're a crocodile? Now you're a handbag. You're fat? Buy an extra airline seat. You're Jewish? Sammy Davis Jr.'s menorah isn't fucking free, you know.

Newsweek interviewed MSNBC morning host Joe Scarborough last week, and prominently mentioned when Scarborough defended the murderer of an abortion doctor. That didn't go over well in Scarborough country, so Newsweek editor— and frequent Scarborough guest—Jon Meacham changed it.