Remember that scene on The Newsroom where Mac McHale decides she's only going to run stories that viewers can use in the voting booth? Here's a fish that looks like Hitler.

Timur Vermes, a German ghostwriter, penned a nationally best-selling novel satire about Hitler. Originally published in 2012, MacLehose Press is finally releasing the English translation of Vermes' literary debut, Look Who's Back (Er ist wieder da), next week.

One of my coworkers who, to be honest, I find to be rather annoying, recently began growing what can only be referred to as a Hitler mustache. I am afraid he doesn't realize it as such, and that no one else at work will be willing to tell him. I don't know for sure how many friends he has outside of work.

One benefit of eBooks is that you can purchase and read them anoynmously—there are no nosy clerks or shaming book covers to give away your terrible taste. This, as it turns out, is great news for Hitler's sales: the electronic version of Mein Kampf has become a surprise bestseller over the past year.

If you use the popular text-message service called Twitter, then you've surely seen an endless stream of messages each afternoon announcing the arrival of "420," or 4:20 p.m. This means people have begun smoking their marijuana. Yet "beer o'clock" does not come until 5 p.m.

An astounding spec ad for the Mercedes-Benz C-Class featuring the most incredible twist ending ever devised to promoting a car's on-board collision-prevention-assist system is ruffling some stuffy feathers at the headquarters of Mercedes parent company Daimler AG.

A fried chicken restaurant called Hitler has incurred the furor of KFC's parent company Yum! Brands over the use of its trademarked logo with the Nazi leader head placed atop the Colonel's body.

Margot Woelk now admits she spent two and a half years as Adolf Hitler's personal poison-detector. While other Germans subsisted on bland rations, she sampled the Führer's fresh vegetables and pastas in succulent sauces. Easy gig, if you didn't mind the constant chance of death, or the cascade of horrors that went with the falling Reich.

We're now 12 days into "National Novel Writing Month," the annual event in which thousands of people, encouraging and guiding each other online, pledge to write entire novels over the course of November. The official "NaNoWriMo" forums are abuzz with encouragement and advice, testifying to the power of group support in achieving your goals. They are also filled with some of the worst ideas you will read in your entire life.

An elderly Connecticut woman who experienced the second World War first-hand was arrested this week and charged with sixth-degree larceny and breach of peace for removing three signs depicting President Obama with Adolf Hitler's signature mustache.

Twitter trending topics are often a great cross-section of racism, homophobia, and misogyny, but one of today's most popular hashtags has taken things to a delightful new level.

Maybe the most exciting story of the last few years is the increasingly prominent voice of a traditionally powerless and voiceless group: the super-rich. No longer content to stand by the wayside as the president begs them to contribute a slightly higher percentage of their massive incomes while they enjoy record-breaking profits, the super-rich have finally stood up to the middle-class and, with the typically astute metaphorical skill of the Wall Street billionaire, compared themselves to violently oppressed and abused people. And piñatas.

The Jewish community in the western Indian city of Ahmedabad is less than enthused about a clothing store named "Hitler" that recently opened in the posh neighborhood of Vastrapur.

Bin Laden documents released? Are we still talking about that guy? Far more interesting than some aquatic zombie's thoughts on Keith Olbermann's termination are the rarely seen Hitler documents up for auction next week.

Bavaria, the German state which holds the copyright to Adolf Hitler's infamous autobiographical manifesto Mein Kampf, is preparing to print Germany's first commercially available copy of the book since the end of World War II.

There's probably a logical explanation for this, right? Either way, Turkey's Jewish community is none too thrilled about seeing Adolf Hitler in a TV ad for shampoo. Biota Laboratories, the company that makes Biomen shampoo, has refused to take the commercial off the air, explaining that it's "humorous." But as we all know from watching Mad Men, sometimes the client doesn't know best.

Adolf Hitler may have fathered a son by a French teenager while serving as a soldier in World War I, according to a recent issue of France's Le Point magazine.

One rock solid rule of editorial writing is, if you're against something, you always want to find a way to compare it to Hitler. This works because people hate Hitler a lot—and, through the simple principle of transference, they will have an equal amount of hate for whichever thing you compare to Hitler. This is just a basic "trick of the trade" which cannot backfire.

On the day Germany surrendered in 1945, legendary CIA chief Richard Helms—then an officer serving overseas in the OSS—somehow laid hands on some of Adolf Hitler's personal stationery. So naturally he jotted a note to his toddler back in the states about the nature of evil.