I see them lining up for slaughter,/ Judas at the head of the pack/ grunting his way to survival, while my/ pigs do not stand a chance, doomed creatures/ that they are, and it’s a good thing.

The idea of mounting an exhibition that takes on the crisis of abuse seems both essential for the Catholic community right now and near impossible to render palatable.. Trina McKillen's "Confess" is now on view at L.M.U.’s Laband Art Gallery.

Who, exactly, was the fastidious, mustachioed Hercule Poirot?

But even as the show mocks and fixates on his virginity, Colton invites empathy and sparks thought-provoking conversations about sexual morality.

Los Angeles is a city that grabs you by the arm—nearly by the throat—and insists you hear another explanation of what it means.

If your eyes drifted from the television seeking entertainment elsewhere (who could blame you?), you might have stumbled upon the most entertaining hashtag of the night: #SuperBowlintheConvent.