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Liz Trotta, the FOX News contributor who joked, yesterday morning, that it would be good if “we” “knock off” Barack Obama, apologized for her comments, today, at the end (2:45 in) of a bit about Clinton’s RFK assassination statement clarification.

“I am so sorry about what happened yesterday and the lame attempt at humor,” said Trotta, in the patronizing tones of the E. 66th St. matron that she is. “I really just fell all over myself in making it appear that I wished Barack Obama harm, or any other candidate, for that matter. I sincerely regret it and apologize to anybody I have offended. It’s a very colorful political season, and many of us are making mistakes and saying things that we wish we hadn’t said.”

Thanks, Liz. We accept your apology, and perhaps the family of Barack Obama will, too.

Now, FOX, fire her.

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Absolutely hilarious: So, is FOX’s Liz Trotta cracking up?

“… and now we have what … uh … some are reading as a suggestion that somebody knock off Osama … um … uh … Obama …. Well, both, if we could (laughs).”

I expect anything from white people, particularly the ones I most suspect get some kind of ego boost, whether directly or indirectly, from racism.

So, I’m not outraged in the least by FOX News contributor Liz Trotta’s statement to co-host Eric Shawn, on Sunday, just before noon ET, that it would be good if “we” “knock off” both Osama bin Laden, alleged 9/11 mastermind, and Barack Obama, U.S. senator and candidate for President.

She was speaking about Hillary Clinton’s reference to Robert Kennedy’s assassination, last week, and the charge many made against Clinton that it was a veiled reference to Barack Obama. (That’s Trotta, former New York bureau chief of The Washington Times, above, laughing after she made her crack.)

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I can see Gayle King from here: New York’s Hearst Building (57th St. and 8th Ave.), home to O Magazine and others, and its GTA IV twin

With the April 29 release of Rockstar Games’ (and, full disclosure, my former employer’s) Grand Theft Auto IV now nearly a month behind us, many are raving over the game’s raucus gameplay and sophisticated storyline. Still others are flabbergasted by the company’s reported game sales of over 6 million copies sold in the first week, including 3.6 million the first day, for a gross of half a billion dollars the first seven days of release, beating analyst projections widely. (These also beat Microsoft’s Halo 3 numbers, ’til now the biggest release. Little-known fact: In 2004, Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas also beat Halo 2‘s sales with, much the same, little fanfare.)

But whether you love video games, like I do, detest them, like my wife does, or are a voice actor for the GTA IV who doesn’t believe Take 2, Rockstar’s parent company, paid you enough, like Michael Hollick, if you’re New Yorkers playing GTA IV, there’s one thing you can all agree upon: The striking sense of verisimilitude with which the game overwhelms the player.

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Dem bones, dem bones: Indiana Jones (Harrison Ford) and Mutt Williams (Shia LaBeouf) poke around in America’s dark underbelly

In “Keeping Up with the Jones: White Supremacy on BET,” Bro. Tony Muhammad both regards the promotion of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, which opened yesterday, and captures that distinct, tacky awkwardness one feels when white people, especially ones who’ve never been to Harlem, try to act like they’re used to being surrounded by Black people, especially when it’s being done for marketing purposes.

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A lot o’ you brothers out there don’t know how to treat a beautiful lady, like this one, above. Your game is way off. Y’all need to learn from a professional.

See, when I get a woman back to my place, I like to take it real slow.

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I’m suddenly not too ashamed to admit that I used to do this before I knew it had a name: “Sleevefacing.” However, I did it with magazines instead of albums. (I wasn’t naked, either.)

Even today, every now and then, I stick a periodical in front of me piehole and strike a pose, just to be silly for the wife.

Aaah, memories.

Tell me I’m not dreaming: Shahrukh Khan’s mind’s about to be blown

Don’t let anybody lie to you: Indian sisters get down. Or, at least they do in Bollywood movies. I learned this the evening I walked into a screening of Shakti: The Power, literally by accident.

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Hope she can hit a low note. Illustration by Euan Mactavish

Come on. It’s starting to get embarrassing. It’s starting to get 3:07-a.m.-on-a-Sunday-night-we-were-just-having-drinks, when-will-they-ever-leave? embarrassing. Like, go home. Even the Fat Lady, above, is packing up to go home.

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Last ones out the lab, turn off the lights: Japanese engineers

You know the way Americans always talk about Japan as the epitome of engineering? Apparently, that illustration is about to be permanently outdated.

According to The New York Times, “Japan is running out of engineers”: Fewer and fewer young people are entering the field.

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Soon we’re gonna need a bigger couch: Eliza Robinson, 7, cozies up to mother, Veronica, for a tasty snack

Kids say the darndest things: The quote, above, comes from a 2005 UK documentary, Extraordinary Breastfeeding.

The 60-minute film features British women who’ve continued to suckle their young past the recommended age of 2 1/4, and some well into elementary school. Bethany Robinson, older daughter of Veronica, above, who prefers milk to melons, or even, as she says in one clip, mangoes, breastfed until age 5. Her sister, Eliza, above, is nearly 8.

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