On his show last night, Bill O'Reilly addressed the hubub over his old "Do it now!" meltdown, which has resurfaced on the internet. The Fox News host approached the topic with a sense of humor — how else could he play this, really, without looking like the same angry guy he was in the dated clip? — but also very briefly, and without the actual, unflattering footage. But O'Reilly did slip in an interesting, probably not entirely untrue joke about how he's had annual explosions since he joined Fox. And he offered to sell them. Someone, please, take this man at his word and at least try to buy some previously unseen footage, so we can all laugh some more with Bill about how charming and unharmful his on-camera rages really are.

"American Idol, the most popular show on television, will be back on Fox next year." Did anyone actually think it would get cancelled? [Times]

You may recall Rachel Marsden, the former Fox News personality who had a scandalous fling with the founder of Wikipedia, who pled guilty in 2004 to harassing a Vancouver radio host and who who was ejected from the Fox News studio last year. Marsden's relationship with Fox seems to be on the mend — she was re-admitted to the studio in February — and she is clearly as big a fan of Fox host Bill O'Reilly as ever. In the comment thread on Gawker's post about O'Reilly's recently-resurfaced meltdown, Marsden said critics of his cuss-out just can't handle Papa Bear's swaggering machismo:

Sue Simmons gets it: You don't like that she said the f-word on WNBC Monday, all angry like. So the news anchor has yanked her email address from the WNBC website, according to an email tipster. Comparing Simmons' current WNBC Web page with the latest one in archive.org, from 2007, does show that her email address was dropped at some point (images after the jump). But! If you can track down Simmons' address, she will send you a nice note of apology, as she did for Animal New York:

John Edwards endorsed Barack Obama tonight in a masterstroke of Clintonian gladhanding. The timing of the endorsement certainly shouldn't improve Edwards' reputation as a slick, ambulance-chasing lawyer. He waited until the Democratic presidential hopeful had a virtual lock on the nomination, but not so long that his endorsement would be totally useless. Thus, he preserved the chance to be a part of Hillary Clinton's cabinet for as long as that looked possible, but still managed to score some points with Obama. I'm not saying he planned it all along, because who knew Clinton would stay in the fight this long, but he certainly seized the opportunity she presented to offer a very-low-risk endorsement with significant potential personal upside. Also: Major gripe with the Edwards endorsement coverage in the Times and Washington Post:

Now, for some reason, Fox schedule hole-plugger Greg Gutfeld is picking a fight with harmless tech author Clay Shirky. Gutfeld is upset that Shirky said something bad about television. Also, Wikipedia is for nerrrrds! This is scarcely worth anyone's time or attention, sorry. [Daily Gut]

This morning we posted the "Nefarious O Value" theory of the mystery Facebook Stalker feature. Now, a second tech-savvy tipster writes in with step-by-step instructions for how to find Facebook's unexplained "O" ranking for every single one of your friends on the site. In other words—from what we can gather, at least—there's a file on your computer that tells you exactly how the site's algorithms rank each and every person in your social circle. The instructions are after the jump. Please write in and let us know what your results are. The code may soon be cracked!

The Dove "Campaign for Real Beauty" photo retouching controversy was left as an unresolved disagreement between truth-in-advertising purists and photo professionals who say retouching is a necessity. Television and movies may be moving in the opposite direction; a lighter touch with makeup is needed in the face of exacting HD cameras. But for print ads of all kinds, the wonders of Photoshop manipulation will prevail. James Danziger, the photo gallerist who represents celebrity image producer Annie Leibovitz, weighs in with a cogent postscript to the Dove controversy and its legacy: "We are living in both the digital age and the age of hypocrisy.":

PETA, the perpetually outraged animal rights group, is very upset that the New York Times Magazine ran a fashion photo shoot last weekend featuring bees. "The entire world is talking about the fact that bees are dying off—The New York Times has even reported on it—and yet The New York Times Magazine does a fashion spread with bees in it. That's pretty irresponsible," PETA told Animal NY. But Animal also spoke to a beekeeper, who said such photo shoots were perfectly safe for the insects. Perhaps PETA just wants bees to be paid fairer wages for their modeling work. Two more photos of honeymongers inconvenienced by fashion, below.

David Broder, who's been rehashing conventional wisdom at the Washington Post for nearly 500 years (or like 20), just accepted a buy-out. He'll still contribute to the paper as contract employee, though. We wouldn't want David Ignatius to get lonely! Still no word on whether executive editor Len Downie's taking a buyout too. Many people hope he will, as it'd give the paper a chance to shake things up. And a new editor might help solve the war between the paper and Post online. [Politico]

So, what's happening in Boston today? An outpouring of grief from the Boston Herald! The paper runs what may be the biggest correction of all time, size-wise: a front page splash apologizing to the New England Patriots for alleging that the team had videotaped an opponent's practice session. The original story ran February 2—the day before the Super Bowl, which the Patriots lost. Since the team obviously suffered morale failure from this traitorous blow by their hometown rag, this was really the least the Herald could do. (News of the apocalypse, P. 24). Click through for a larger picture.

Don't expect to roll mobb deep to the club with Hills star Spencer Pratt unless you're ready to spread around some serious cash, my friend. In his closely-read advice column in Radar this week, the boy wonder responds to a needy fan—whom we envision wearing a tight shirt and a year-round tan—who's in anguish over only being able to hit the town with five of his boys at a time. "You can't roll in anywhere with more than five guys holding your hand," he explains. How can he satisfy all of his other homeboys who want to hold his hand in the club? Spencer says: Money money money money, monnneeeeyyyyyyy:

Blakeley took some of your suggestions from the comments and updated yesterday's newscaster meltdown extravaganza video. Thanks everyone! Go watch it again! And again and again!

Adrian Moeller, publisher of Mass Appeal magazine, emails us to confirm that the hip hop lifestyle mag is in fact shutting down, as we reported yesterday: "After 12 years of publishing Mass Appeal Magazine we've decided to call it quits on the print edition," he writes "We're putting our resources into our faster growing properties, Missbehave Magazine and Colossal Media. We're in talks to sell Mass Appeal, and it may resume publishing in the future. We'll continue the website and special event productions." So, not as bad as a sharp stick in the eye.

Yesterday we posted five theories about the mysterious Facebook Stalker feature—the one some people think is an undercover way to identify those ex-lovers who are still pining for you, although that is totally unconfirmed and probably false. But we have to admit, none of those theories involved any weird computer language or technical terms. But an astute reader has sent us a theory that, based on the fact that I can't really understand its technical talk, sounds very insightful. We'll call it the "Nefarious O Value" theory. The full email is after the jump.

When Cablevision's ruling Dolan family—famous for making reporters' lives hell as they try to cover the Dolan-owned New York Knicks—became the new owners of Newsday , every media reporter in the city simultaneously realized that they could write a funny story about how the asshole Dolans probably won't even speak to their own company's new reporters. And everyone obliged! The Observer wraps the story in a nice little bow, detailing how Newsday editors got "screamed at" for sending a reporter to the Dolans' house. And while the paper's top editors are now obliged to be nice to the Dolans, most of the reporters are pissed off or just sad, as their quotes show pretty plainly:

Two things I'm noticing about cock-spying New York Post columnist of evil Andrea Peyser: first, her columns are something like 300 words long. Even Post readers could be expected to puzzle through a bit more than that. Second, she's a racist, past even an ironic point of amusement. That's not news, but it does make for some harsh reading first thing in the morning. It's hard to tell whether she's a just-showing-off Ann Coulter-style racist, or a real nitty gritty racist from birth, but either way, she gets the job done. For racism! Today, she takes a bold, racist stance on rappers, what with all their shooting guns and hurling Blackberries and who knows what else. They're not even people; they're just "things":

Aha—Facebook has issued a statement on the mysterious stalker feature that we spent all day covering: "Facebook tries to surface the people we think are most important to users to make it easier and faster for them to navigate the site and find what they are looking for...The search drop down is not a list of those that have searched for the user. It is also not a list of people whose profile the user has viewed the most or who have viewed the user's profile the most. To avoid any confusion, this will no longer appear." See, you were too stupid to handle it! But wait: as our commenters figured out in about one minute flat, typing a period (".") in the search box brings up the same five-person list. And are they really your "most important users?" Random. We urge continued experimentation.

Click to viewIt's already been an exciting week for accidental on-air cursing, with New York broadcast institution Sue Simmons interrupting last night's Medium to ask what the FUCK New York is doing, but Sue and Bill O'Reilly just left us wanting more. So video guru Richard Blakeley (who's explored reportorial bloopers before) collected ten of our very favorite meltdowns by people whose job it is to not curse on TV. Some of these went out live, some were stolen from satellite feeds, but they're all golden. From Jim Ryan telling Dick Oliver that he'll explain how to be a reporter later to broadcast legend Bill Plante throwing a tantrum at the White House to vintage Sam Donaldson and Leslie Stahl, it's a cavalcade of rage and frustration. Like life. Click to watch!

The days of the "autopsy"—what former employees describe as "Maoist self-criticism" sessions in which reporters explained to a roomful of people what the fuck was so wrong with their article that it didn't get picked up for syndication—are over at Bloomberg News. Screamy bow-tied Bloomberg EIC Matt Winkler instituted the rule, and now, to mark the new regime of "chief content officer" and Time veteran Norman Pearlstine, it has been done away with. [Talking Biz]