Visas for farmworkers have surged under Trump. But the program has subjected some workers to horrific abuse.

Filipino teachers, hired to fill historic shortages in the South and elsewhere, fight their exploitation by opportunistic recruiters.

Right-wing militias brace for civil conflict.

How the waters off of LA became a DDT dumping ground.

At a laboratory in Manhattan, researchers have discovered how SARS-CoV-2 uses our defenses against us.

Searching for Dave Chappelle ten years after he left his show.

Inside the dual legacies of NFL players’ union boss DeMaurice Smith.

Elite schools breed entitlement, entrench inequality—and then pretend to be engines of social change.

As a diagnosis, it’s too vague to be helpful—but its rise tells us a lot about the way we work.

For decades, poppers have been the go-to sex drug for gay men. But where do they come from?

A profile of the singer-songwriter.

When presenting as a man, this “tech bro” entrepreneur was the toast of Silicon Valley—until she stepped into boardrooms as a woman.

In Austin and cities around the country, prices are skyrocketing, forcing regular people to act like speculators. When will it end?

A first-person account of an arrest:

I stared at the yellow walls and listened to a few officers talk about the overtime they were racking up, and I decided that I hated country music. I hated speedboats and shitty beer in coozies and fat bellies and rednecks. I thought about Abu Ghraib and the horror to which those prisoners were exposed. I thought about my dad and his prescience. I was glad he wasn’t alive to know about what was happening to me. I thought about my kids, and what would have happened if they had been there when I got taken away. I contemplated never flying again. I thought about the incredible waste of taxpayer dollars in conducting an operation like this. I wondered what my rights were, if I had any at all. Mostly, I could not believe I was sitting in some jail cell in some cold, undisclosed building surrounded by “the authorities.”

Louis Scarcella was a star New York City detective in the ’80s and ’90s, cracking cases no one else could. Now it appears that many of the people he put away were innocent, forced into false confessions and convicted with testimony from flimsy witnesses. Scarcella maintains that he did nothing wrong, despite evidence against him much stronger than in many of his cases.

"Serial systems and their permutations function as a narrative that has to be understood. People still see things as visual objects without understanding what they are. They don’t understand that the visual part may be boring but it’s the narrative that’s interesting. It can be read as a story, just as music can be heard as form in time. The narrative of serial art works more like music than like literature."

“I made a pact with myself when I was 15 that if I was going to live this life, I'm only going to do it on my terms, and I'm only going to do it if I'm putting my middle finger up at society the whole time. So any time I've had yearnings to go, "Aw, gee, I wish I could be invited to the Emmys," I say, Ru, Ru, remember the pact you made. You never wanted to be a part of that bullshit. In fact, I'd rather have an enema than have an Emmy.”

In 1980, a bankrupt gambler came up with a plan to get his money back. He built an incredibly complex bomb, one that was impossible to defuse and that only he knew how to move, and snuck it into a Lake Tahoe casino with an extortion note demanding $3 million. Part of the plan worked. Part of it did not.

The fight over an alleged Israeli war crime.

The Harvard Law professsor on billionaires, politics and Uber.

An investigation into how Rikers Island guards treat the roughly 4,000 inmates who are mentally ill.

Tom Emanski changed the sport of baseball, his iconic instructional videos a mainstay on ESPN. Then he disappeared.

A profile of celebrity cat Lil BUB and the man who was contemplating bankruptcy before he found her.

A profile of Christine Quinn, odds-on favorite to be the next mayor of New York City.