Meet Stephanie Dolgoff! She wrote a book, about something, involving some kind of irritating made-up cultural category, and she was on the front page of Sunday's New York Times Style section, and I don't have the energy for this again.

Vegans are a great lay. So sinewy and healthy, with boundless energy, ruddy complexion and a willingness to experiment. Just don't marry a vegan, because then your wedding will be filled with boring food dilemmas.

This NYT story about Hunter High's diversity controversies has everything: famous alumni! Halls of power! The petty intrigues of academic politicking! Black people, or lack thereof! If only it were a private high school, Times editors could have died happy.

In your ardent Friday media column: Christiane Amanpour has a sit-down job, the NYT wedding listings are now searchable, The Big Money folds, and Tribune Co.'s peerless execs would like lots of money, please.

Secret-sharing Wikileaks is about to release what is possibly its most important leak yet: nearly 100,000 internal military documents from the war in Afghanistan—released in concert with three of the world's most important newspapers.

In your forthright Thursday media column: Martin Bashir heads to MSNBC, the WSJ says its reporter was wrongly arrested in Chicago, the NYT Co's second quarter earnings, and an angry rant from a retiring sportswriter.

Last month, Gerald Marzorati stepped down as editor of the New York Times Magazine after seven years. Today, John Koblin dissects the reasons for Marzorati's somewhat abrupt departure. There seems to be something...between the lines, here.

In your tricky Tuesday media column: UK newspaper readers are cheap (just like us), Hugh Hefner's perch atop Playboy is safe, insta-analysis of the fallout of Martin Dunn's departure from the NYDN, and staff moves at Forbes and the NYT.

In your sedate summer Monday media column: NBC's shirt budget is astronomical, our hard work finally acknowledged, a Getty Photoshop mini-scandal, a new NYT Berlin bureau chief, smarty sportswriters talk amongst themselves, and your daily "oh, snap."

Jenny Rosenstrach, a 39-year-old former Real Simple editor (of course), has written down everything she's eaten for dinner in the past twelve years. Even on 9/11! Why? No reason, really. Just mania. Naturally, the New York Times loves her.

In your arousing Monday media column: Hugh Hefner wants to take Playboy private, new media editors at the NYT, Bill Hemmer's lies don't fool anyone, and screwed freelancers will not be screwed forever.

The only thing the denizens of Portland, Oregon love more than homebrew kombucha is a good backlash. What the Times calls the city's "new provincialist" ethos is a backlash against America's Walmartification. But here comes the backlash against the backlash!

Katherine Rosman is a culture reporter at the Wall Street Journal and the author of If You Knew Suzy, a memoir about the death of her mother. Today she responds to the Times book review that will run this Sunday.

One of the Ten Most Pretentious Features of the NYT Styles Section is "Crib Sheet," which tells you "The Ten Things to Talk About This Weekend." What's this, Letterman? You're the boss of us now? You don't even know us.

Everyone in Washington wants constant sex with Congressman Aaron Schock, 29, because his shirt is usually either off or purply-pink, with a neon teal belt. Today, the New York Times asks him, what's it like being Illinois' hot sex representative?

You know what the kids are doing these days? Nothing. They are living in their parents' houses (or houses their parents pay for) and not working. But they are turning their unemployment into a new trend: the Millennial Job Whine.

Hot town, summer in the city! As the mercury rises so does tension and desperation. Hungry for a story, the New York Times dispatched a reporter to fry an egg on the sidewalk. Fun, right? No! Blogs are crying foul.

Besides managing to come up with a new six-pack abs workout every month, Men's Health is now ever so slightly suggesting on this month's cover that you can be just like a Twilight star, if you wear Calvin Klein© jeans.

In your futuristic Thursday media column: Sam Zell has seen the old-fashioned future, Dan Abrams luvs sexxxy vids, Chinese propagandists invade Times Square, and the NYT spit-shines the shoes of each and every government bureaucrat, as a matter or policy.

From the 1930s until the 2000s, waterboarding was described as "torture" by The New York Times 81.5 percent of the time. But during the 2000s, it was described as "torture" only 1.4 per cent of the time. Wonder what happened!