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

Four unhealthy, bearded, mostly unknown comedians from Atlanta tour 3,020 miles in a van.

Nearly three decades ago, Mother Jones profiled a rising star in the Republican Party:

The divorce turned much of Carrollton against Gingrich. Jackie was well loved by the townspeople, who knew how hard she had worked to get him elected-as she had worked before to put him through college and raise his children. To make matters worse, Jackie had undergone surgery for cancer of the uterus during the 1978 campaign, a fact Gingrich was not loath to use in conversations or speeches that year. After the separation in 1980, she had to be operated on again, to remove another tumor While she was still in the hospital, according to Howell, "Newt came up there with his yellow legal pad, and he had a list of things on how the divorce was going to be handled. He wanted her to sign it. She was still recovering from surgery, still sort of out of it, and he comes in with a yellow sheet of paper, handwritten, and wants her to sign it.

A long talk with Willie Nelson about pot.

On our ability to multitask.

Ricky Williams today.

Who we think we are in 2015.

Searching for meaning at Baldwin’s soon-to-be-demolished home in France.

Superstar coders, like actors and athletes, now have agents.

A Russian soldier vanishes in Ukraine.

A last-minute trip to Sri Lanka.

Memories of “Hollywood’s most grinding bore,” Ronald Reagan.

Arthur Mondella took over his family’s maraschino cherry business reluctantly. But once he had it, he started a second enterprise. Behind an unmarked roll-down gate, behind some of his prized luxury cars, behind a pair of closet doors, behind a set of button-controlled shelves, behind a fake wall and down a ladder in a hole in the floor, Mondella built a 2,500-square-foot marijuana factory. When the police finally found it, he shot himself.

Central Park wasn’t always so bucolic.

Gangs of toughs—teenagers and the macho middle-aged, usually drunk, occasionally including a couple of off-duty cops—roam the Ramble at night, engaging in an old American pastime: fag bashing. You don't have to be gay. You don't have to be exposing yourself. You don't have to be doing anything except walking through the tangled darkness to be abused, shoved, threatened at knifepoint, kicked, and beaten.

Law enforcement vs. local fishermen in Massachusetts.

A profile of Harold Hamm, oil baron.

Last Fall, America’s favorite focus drug suddenly went into short supply.

“Robert Victor Sullivan, whom you’ve surely never heard of, was the toughest coach of them all. He was so tough he had to have two tough nicknames, Bull and Cyclone, and his name was usually recorded this way: coach Bob “Bull” “Cyclone” Sullivan or coach Bob (Bull) (Cyclone) Sullivan. Also, at times he was known as Big Bob or Shotgun. He was the most unique of men, and yet he remains utterly representative of a time that has vanished, from the gridiron and from these United States.”

Two men named Nathan committed murders. Only one received a death sentence.

David Chang’s manic quest for a flawless restaurant.

A one fire, one goat, many cooks experiment.

At tourism’s wildest frontier; guided tours of Afghanistan.

How a jazz pianist disappeared into his music.

Did Michell Carter’s texts cause Conrad Roy to kill himself?

A baker follows a recipe.