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The school's investigation, conducted between Dec. 26 and Jan. 4 after Te'o informed officials he received a call from the woman he thought to be Kekua, depicts Te'o as the unfortunate victim of a hoax. But Deadspin's story suggests the projected first-round NFL draft pick might have had some involvement.

Which is it? Few know yet, but Swarbrick suggested that Te'o will share details of his story in the coming days. Here's what we'd like to know:

Who perpetuated stories that Te'o met Kekua in person?

An October story from the South Bend Tribune includes an anecdote from 2009 when Te'o met Kekua following a game against Stanford, where she allegedly went to school. The paper reported Wednesday that information came from Brian Te'o, Manti's father, in a taped interview in October. He also apparently told the paper that Kekua would come to see Te'o in Hawaii but that she had never met his parents.

But in Swarbrick's press conference, he explained that the relationship only occurred online and that Te'o told him the two had never met. Why did Brian Te'o share that information? Did Te'o lie to his father?

What records could Te'o provide to support the existence of the relationship? What evidence was provided to Notre Dame to support that this was a hoax?

An October cover story about Te'o in Sports Illustrated includes an anecdote of the two speaking on the phone each night and falling asleep together. If Te'o was conned and not part of the con, his phone records would show those calls existed.

Swarbrick said the school hired an investigative firm that found evidence online that several people were perpetrating this hoax. But what did Te'o provide to them? If their relationship existed online, what emails, messages, Tweets, etc., did Te'o provide to support his claim that he was a victim of this hoax?

Why not visit Kekua at any point when she was allegedly in the hospital?

Kekua was involved in a car accident around the time the couple started dating and was diagnosed with leukemia following that. If she was the love of his life, as Te'o claimed, why not go visit her? Did they communicate via Skype or FaceTime?

Why did Te'o continue to speak of her after realizing this might have been a hoax?

According to Swarbrick, Te'o received a phone call on Dec. 6 from the number he believed to be Kekua's and was greeted by a voice on the line that he believed to be hers. He thought she had died in September, and Swarbrick said he was unnerved to learn she had not.

But that revelation did not stop Te'o from speaking about her. According to Chicago Tribune reporter Brian Hamilton, two days after learning that the woman he believed to be his girlfriend was not dead, Te'o said, "I don't like cancer at all. I lost both my grandparents and my girlfriend to cancer."

What is the relationship to Ronaiah Tuiasosopo?

Deadspin's story paints a connection between Te'o and Tuiasosopo, a 22-year-old Californian who is alleged to be the person behind the fake identity of Kekua. Since-deleted Tweets cited in the Deadspin story suggest there is some connection between Tuiasosopo and Te'o. What is that connection? Was he fooled by someone he knows or part of a lie that garnered him positive publicity?

Why wasn't Te'o more suspicious?

According to Swarbrick, the two had planned to meet several times and Kekua canceled each time. What suspicion did that raise from Te'o? How were those suspicions eased so that he would stay in the relationship? What red flags should he have seen along the way that he sees now?

What is his relationship history?

Te'o and Swarbrick asserted that the players' relationship existed solely online. Did he have other relationships like this in the past? What other relationships has he had? Had he been targeted by things like this previously?

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It was an embarrassing few minutes. The exposure was regrettable. The angle was bad. The dialogue was unrealistic. And it’s going to be on the Internet forever.

Never mind that it was years ago. It still comes right up when you Google it. Every so often, in moments of weakness, I allow myself to view it in its entirety, crying softly — although not at the office, of course.

By now you have surely guessed what I am talking about: Not the porn career of California teacher Stacie Halas, also known as “Tiffany Six.” Of course not. I meant former South Carolina governor Mark Sanford’s infamous rambling press conference in which he confessed to an affair, admitted to “crying in Argentina” and spoke bewilderingly of his struggle against self and thanked “the Tom Davises of this world.” As embarrassing videos posted on the Internet go, he has Kim Kardashian beat by several leagues.

Both Halas and Sanford are now making efforts to move past their pasts. And I regret to note that it seems to be working much better for him.

Mark Sanford is making a run for Congress in his former South Carolina district. And people seem to think this is a viable plan. “Hey,” they say. “Name recognition!” These are the same people who seem to think Anthony Weiner is an exciting mayoral prospect. Meanwhile, Halas tried to reinvent herself as a middle school science teacher, after a brief career in which she did not break up her family or mislead taxpayers. And she’s still out of a job.

“There are no second acts in American lives,” F. Scott Fitzgerald said. Well, unless you’re in politics.

In most lines of work, past indiscretions can be something of a hindrance. Leave an embarrassing video somewhere in the bowels of the Internet? Forget teaching middle school. Halas was fired in April from her post as a science teacher after students and faculty at the Haydock Intermediate School in Oxnard, Calif., discovered some of her videos online. And Friday the California Commission on Professional Competence (in a unanimous 46-page decision) ruled that she should stay out of the classroom. The situation was not helped by her efforts to conceal her past from her employers. The ruling called this more evidence of mendacity and further proof that she was no role model, although I have difficulty picturing a scenario in which you make no effort to conceal the fact that you used to appear in pornographic videos and someone hires you on the spot to teach middle school.

Perhaps that someone has a point. Middle schoolers are a uniquely cruel bunch. But if you are willing to walk into a classroom and teach them science, with the knowledge that this kind of video is lurking over your head on the Internet suspended by a tiny thread — well, this country does need math and science teachers…

But the commission felt otherwise. There are no second chances in middle school science.

Back in the olden days, you always vaguely suspected that the librarian had a sordid past, but you could not quite prove it. What harm did it do? It did not impair her grasp of the Dewey Decimal System.

But not now. Lady Bracknell’s salad days as a can-can dancer are searchable. Don’t think of changing your legal name, James Gatz. Forget adopting that child with your prison record, Jean Valjean. There are no second acts in lives lived half online.

Celebrities can get away with these things. And even politicians, to a certain extent, can ride the wave of notoriety — at least as far as Eliot Spitzer’s talk show.

But what about the rest of us?

I kept assuming that we were about to hit the point where the saturation was complete, where, animated by the knowledge that there is no one alive whose college photos, if broadcast, would not fill the world with shock and horror, we would stop pulling the Gasp!-Behold-Hester-Prynne!-Someone-Stick-A-Giant-’A'-On-That-Lady! act and start accepting that we are all flawed, change is possible, and some allowances must be made. But we have not. We keep pointing. We keep thinking we are safe.

After all, some people are. In school we all knew that one guy Greg who kept a turtle, woke up early, read improving books, and never went out on Thursdays. But do we really want Gregs in charge of everything?

The judge in the porn star teacher’s case noted that the Internet is “viral” and “infinite”which is a gloomy way of looking at it. There are no comebacks. It is a giant bathroom wall where every scrawl will live forever. If you write big enough you can perhaps write over it. Look at Bill Clinton. But woe to you if that’s the only thing that’s up there. Rick Santorum had to mount a whole presidential campaign to fix his “Google problem.” The only way to induce people to forget is to make even more noise.

If Sanford and Halas’s respective plights demonstrate anything, it is the fact that It is not on the heads of celebrities or even political figures that the ax usually falls. If you are Ann Coulter and you say something deplorable, they book you on cable for more of the same. If you are an ordinary person, you get included in a list of Hideous Racists and lose your job at Coldstone Creamery.

No, it is clear that the artist formerly known as Tiffany Six is in the wrong line of work. Pornography is a poor choice for a first career. You can’t engage in congress on camera and try to engage in anything else afterwards, except to become one of those Famous Celebrities Everyone Dislikes.

Perhaps she should run for office instead. It could hardly make things worse. It might be her only hope.

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In the naive, heavy-handed, handsomely designed Gangster Squad, he's played as a preening, psychopathic monster by Sean Penn. We first see him using two cars to tear a Chicago interloper in two behind the "Hollywoodland" sign, thus establishing him as the monster who's corrupting the pure, law-abiding Los Angeles.

The film is virtually a cross between those 1970s thrillers in which Vietnam veterans return home to clean up their tarnished homeland and Brian De Palma's The Untouchables, where Kevin Costner's Eliot Ness recruits an elite band of cops to break Al Capone's stranglehold hold on prohibition Chicago. The leader of the special crime squad appointed by gravel-voiced police chief Nick Nolte(star of Mulholland Falls) is second world war hero Sergeant O'Mara (Josh Brolin), whose wife and team are virtually identical to Ness's. The trouble is that O'Mara, as well as being extremely brutal, is thick as two short night sticks. His only strategy (which recalls Ronnie Barker in a famous Two Ronnies parody of The Colditz Story) is to rush in through the doors of illegal casinos, brothels and nightclubs firing in every direction.

There are a few good lines here and there (eg O'Mara's chief lieutenant remarks of the attempt to reform LA: "The whole town is underwater and you're grabbing a bucket when you should be grabbing a bathing suit"). But the story has little connection to reality. The film is set entirely in 1949, when in fact Cohen wasn't put away until first 1950 and then, finally, in 1961 and, as with Capone, it was accountants that brought him down, not thuggish cops.

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