On plagiarism.

On designer Jean Paul Gaultier and his inspirations.

The story of the Caughnawagas, “the most footloose Indians in North America,” and their gradual assimilation.

The death of the journalist who exposed dark secrets about Islamic extremism in Pakistan’s military.

The anatomy of a 1930 epidemic that wasn’t:

Was parrot fever really something to worry about? Reading the newspaper, it was hard to say. “not contagious in man,” the Times announced. “Highly contagious,” the Washington Post said. Who knew? Nobody had ever heard of it before. It lurked in American homes. It came from afar. It was invisible. It might kill you. It made a very good story. In the late hours of January 8th, editors at the Los Angeles Times decided to put it on the front page: “two women and man in Annapolis believed to have 'parrot fever.'"

A man, a woman, and a child negotiate their uneasy triangle in the days and weeks following 9/11.

"His briefcase sat beside the table like something yanked out of a landfill. He said there was a shirt coming down out of the sky."

A profile of Steve Buscemi.

Traveling with President Clinton.

China’s new generation of neocon nationalists.

A profile of Tim Ferriss, author of The 4-Hour Body and The 4-Hour Workweek.

On the combined force of Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas and his wife Virginia, a Tea Party stalwart.

A profile of Jaron Lanier, virtual reality pioneer and the author of You Are Not a Gadget: A Manifesto.

How Michelle Bachmann became a GOP front-runner.

The history of management consulting.

The story of the Abbottabad raid, in detail.

A profile of Vogue Creative Director André Leon Talley.

From our guide to haute couture genius at Slate.

I felt, in some substantive yet elusive way, that I had had a hand in killing my mother. And so the search for a bed became a search for sanctuary, which is to say that the search for a bed became the search for a place; and of course by place I mean space, the sort of approximate, indeterminate space one might refer to when one says to another person, "I need some space"; and the fact that space in this context generally consists of feelings did not prevent me from imagining that the space-considered, against all reason, as a viable location; namely, my bedroom-could be filled, pretty much perfectly, by a luxury queen-size bed draped in gray-and-white-striped, masculine-looking sheets, with maybe a slightly and appropriately feminine ruffled bed skirt stretched about the box spring (all from Bellora in SoHo).

On Rupert Murdoch and the tabloid culture he created in the U.K.

A profile of Spike Lee.

A profile of Rupert Murdoch from 1995, as he fought monopoly charges in the U.S. and U.K. and prepared to expand his empire into China.

Murdoch is a pirate; he will cunningly circumvent rules, and sometimes principles, to get his way, as his recent adventures in China demonstrate.

How Ray Dalio built the world’s richest and strangest hedge fund.

How a Massachusetts psychotherapist fell for a Nigerian e-mail scam.

On Rwanda’s cycling team.

A profile of Hollywood agent Irving “Swifty” Lazar.

How the mall was born.