According to the AP, Chile's rescued miners are "hoping the media will give them some space." Well, if you didn't want to be media stars, why'd you get trapped in a mine and survive 69 days underground? [pic AP]

Tribune Co. Chief Innovation Officer Lee Abrams resigned this afternoon, because he's cartoonishly incompetent.

Ann Patchett used to be a writer for Gourmet with a bottomless expense account. You never will be, because Gourmet is dead, killed partly by bottomless expense accounts. But Ann can give you a glimpse of Conde Nast's glory days.

In your gusty Friday media column: a new fashion magazine, undermining at the Chicago Tribune, gay anchors invade the airwaves, the NYO hires a media reporter, and Gannett's money isn't as long as it looks.

On Morning Joe today, MSNBC's Dylan Ratigan gave a phenomenally, remarkably, uncommonly honest and incisive rant about the fallacy of America's "War with Islam," calling it "an extraordinary failure of our politicians and our media." It is well worth watching.

In your cooling Thursday media column: Roger Ailes has apprentices, newspaper websites are popular, the AP gets rid of its writers, and Jack Shafer defends Joe Nocera.

Steven Rattner, the New York Times reporter turned hot shot banker turned Obama "Car Czar," has agreed to be banned from the securities industry for "a few years" as punishment for an illegal kickback scandal. Fall from grace: complete. [NYT]

A few hours ago, the last of 33 miners was rescued from Chile's San Jose mine. On tonight's Daily Show, Jon Stewart said what we all were thinking regarding much of the media's hyperbolic coverage of the saga. Watch inside.

Condé Nast has been carefully studying the use of its iPad apps, and hosted 70 marketing and media execs today in New York to present its findings, according to the Wall Street Journal.

Tribune Co. Clown-in-Chief Lee Abrams has been suspended after sending a poorly-timed memo linking to a video about "Sluts." By our reckoning, that was only the tenth-dumbest thing he's done since his reign of goofball memo terror began. ATTACK!

Ask, and ye shall receive: after his poorly-timed "Slut"-containing memo this week, Tribune Co.'s Chief Clown and Innovator, Lee Abrams, has been suspended. Memo below.

In your gobsmacked Wednesday media column: a shining golden possibility for hundreds of media jobs, Richard Johnson scoots from Page Six, Current TV has a Bold New Plan, and Glenn Beck lives.

Okay, CNN's dynamic new public affairs program Park-Spitzer had a rough start. But hey, Monday night's episode was the time slot's biggest failure in years. And it set up Larry King for his worst ratings in a decade. Green shoots!

A foundation that "promotes progressive causes" and owns $52,000 in News Corp stock has written the company to object to its donations to Republican political groups. Good of them to give old Rupert Murdoch something to laugh about. [NYT]

Is Tribune Co. "Chief Bong Hitting Innovations Officer" Lee Abrams the stupidest man in America not currently starring in an MTV reality show? That's what she said, haha. Oh, we mean: Yes.

New York Times business columnist Joe Nocera's column last weekend excoriated H.P. and SAP, and presented Oracle in a positive light. One problem: Nocera's fiancee is the PR person for Oracle's lead attorney in its lawsuit against SAP. Woops.

In your paltry Tuesday media column: Fox News wants the Latino eyeball, the Brits unite against Rupert Murdoch, Hoda Kotb has a book, the NYT Magazine steals from Oprah, and how to find HuffPo, on the internet.

Magazine ad pages were up by 3.6% in the third quarter compared to a year ago. Mostly because car companies are buying ads again! That's good news. Fashion mags: doing well! Travel: not so well. And Maxim! Very bad.

Robert Fleming, USA Today's deputy page one editor, has died at the age of 53.

In your precipitous Monday media column: HuffPo's hefty bus price tag, the Tina Brown-to-Newsweek deal seems very close, a Jarvis-Weisberg Twitter feud, the Chicago Tribune's editor consoles his staff, and our boss is finally in a real magazine.