The Girl Who Was Saturday

“Because there was no room for them at the inn.” Those words, some of the most poignant in all of Western literature, words which have ...

As the liturgical year draws to a close, the gospels offer one insight after another into what to expect at the end of time. Mostly, they...

At Mass yesterday Father remarked that it is not the heart but the crucifix which is the real symbol of love.   A truism, perhaps, for a...

The recently unveiled Obama portraits have sparked some mild, entertaining controversy.   There is no need for me to offer an artistic r...

Well.  That escalated … if not quickly, at any rate to a higher altitude than expected.  Apparently, at least over here at the Register, th...

Well.  That escalated … if not quickly, at any rate to a higher altitude than expected.  Apparently, at least over here at the Register, th...

After more consideration of my query regarding Trump’s putative Shakespearianforbearers —if he took my (imaginary) Buzzfeed-style, Paul...

I was reminded, in listening to the WSIRN podcast (the guests of which skew decidedly more center-left than I, and therefore provide in...

A.P. Rossiter has a few choice words about Falstaff which struck a particular chord during my reading today. The ‘moral-historical’...