West Virginia has the highest overdose death rate in the country. Locals are fighting to save their neighbors—and their towns—from destruction.

It was burned and sunk to hide the crime. Now its probable remains have been located.

After the explosion of the Columbia shuttle in 2003, two American astronauts aboard the International Space Station suddenly found themselves with no ride home.

All Artur Samarin wanted to be was a normal American teenager. So that’s what he became.

After decades of influence, the media mogul isn’t so much a person as an epoch.

A profile of Paul Manafort, “a great normalizer of corruption” who “weakened the capital’s ethical immune system.”

An obsessive marine biologist gambles his savings, family, and sanity on a quest to be the first to capture a live giant squid.

On the conspiracy-theorist occupiers at the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge and how they’re fighting against their own best interests.

An investigation into the crash of the USS Fitzgerald.

How do you move on from being the best?

Riots in Athens, the shadowy Vatopaidi monastery, and a quarter million dollars in debt for every citizen. Welcome to Greece.

Inside the struggle to survive in a tiny Honduran neighborhood surrounded by competing gangs.

In late 1960s London, famed psychoanalyst R.D. Laing created a radical asylum—one with no doctors, no locks, and no limits.

The disgraced movie mogul finally faces his day in court. But as his accusers know best, there might not be a Hollywood ending.

In American baseball, flipping your bat is frowned upon. In South Korea, it’s an art.

In a Los Angeles suburb where schools and parents faltered, the American Dream was replaced by drugs, neo-Nazism, and despair.

Where does Strawberry-Kiwi Snapple come from? Givaudan is part of a tiny, secretive industry that produces new flavors.

Henry Orenstein survived three years in concentration camps before creating Transformers and poker cameras.

Trump transformed immigration through hundreds of quiet measures. Before they can be reversed, they have to be uncovered.

In the countryside, the endless killing of civilians turned women against the occupiers who claimed to be helping them.

What it was like to edit The New Republic at its most contentious.

One of the little tweaks I made the first time I got the job was to change the slogan on the table of contents from “A Journal of Politics and the Arts” back to the original: “A Weekly Journal of Opinion.” All the fine reporting notwithstanding, what The New Republic did best, had always done best, was opinion. Its politics were polemical, its art was the art of argument.