Chivers (men who read The Chive) are quick to emphasize that the website is about more than hot women. It’s a community of people who prioritize friendship and charity above all else—except, perhaps, having a good time. Chivers are veterans, first responders, Midwesterners. They might be Republicans, but you can’t say for sure because The Chive never talks about politics.

The man who brought together heat, yoga, monthly fees to use his methods, and raw sexuality, on allegations that he has slept with scores of his followers: “Only when they give me no choice! If they say to me, ‘Boss, you must fuck me or I will kill myself,’ then I do it! Think if I don’t! The karma!”

“I think you are asking me, in the most tactful way possible, about my own ­aggression and malice. What can I do but plead guilty? I don’t know ­whether journalists are more aggressive and malicious than people in other professions. We are certainly not a ‘helping profession.’ If we help anyone, it is ourselves, to what our subjects don’t realize they are letting us take. I am hardly the first writer to have noticed the not-niceness of journalists. Tocqueville wrote about the despicableness of American journalists in Democracy in America. In Henry James’s satiric novel The Reverberator, a wonderful rascally journalist named George M. Flack appears. I am only one of many contributors to this critique. I am also not the only journalist contributor. Tom Wolfe and Joan Didion, for instance, have written on the subject. Of course, being aware of your rascality doesn’t excuse it.”

An immigrant on what happens when neighbors turn on each other:

"Every Bosnian I know had a friend, or even a family member, who flipped and betrayed the life they had shared until, in the early 1990s, the war started. My best high-school friend turned into a rabid Serbian nationalist and left his longtime girlfriend in Sarajevo so he could take part in its siege. My favorite literature professor became one of the main ideologues of Serbian fascism. Just last week, I talked to a Muslim man from Foča whose mother was repeatedly raped by his Serb friend, and whose brother was killed by their neighbor. Yugoslavia and Bosnia had provided a sense of societal stability for a couple of generations, which is why the betrayal was so shocking to so many of us."

How Goldman Sachs made $5 billion by controlling supply and manipulating the aluminum market.

How CREW and MUSTIE decide what books stay in a library's circulation.

“You Palestinians can never see the fucking big picture.”

The antagonistic partnership that produced Sunset Boulevard.

How a doctor and an S.A.C. trader got entangled in a financial scandal.

Frank Firetti, a 54-year-old pool salesman in Virginia, and his fading American dream.

Baseball legend Lenny Dykstra’s on-field brilliance and private-life disasters, from drunk driving to failed investment and publishing ventures.

A Hells Angel informant’s path from destruction to redemption and back, and a family’s trouble with witness protection.

“Let them say what they want. It’s not about me.”

Meggett was an All-Pro running back for the New York Giants. He was also a serial rapist.

A former student and high school coach travel to California to kidnap the coach’s daughter, an adult film actress.

On being the lone male student at a women’s college.

An undercover report on Afghanistan’s drug-smuggling border police that is now heavily used for intelligence training.

In 1960, beer heir Adolph Coors III was kidnapped and murdered. A look back at the crime and the man who committed it.

On why we need to stop questioning Wikipedia and start thinking about what comes next.

On America’s relationship with the right to bear arms, from the Founding Fathers to the Black Panthers and the Ku Klux Klan.

Climate change is giving rise to intermating between previously distinct species. Welcome to a world with “grolar bears.”

The United States fights wars it can’t win using soldiers it doesn’t know.

The late governor’s most enduring speech.

A women’s shelter in Afghanistan protects its inhabitants from their own families.