Seyward Darby

“To see who Lewis is, you must start on the family farm near Troy, Alabama, where he spent his childhood preaching to the chickens he cared for, talking his way out of picking cotton, and dreaming of a life beyond overheated Alabama fields and Jim Crow laws.”

“The secretive titan behind one of America’s largest poultry companies, who is also one of the president’s top donors, is ruthlessly leveraging the coronavirus crisis—and his vast fortune—to strip workers of protections.”

The adorable eucalyptus-eaters are on the front lines of research for a chlamydia vaccine.

“The meltdown at the Museum of Ice Cream.”

But will his death finally force America to see the truth about all the Black people who have disappeared?

Are humpback whales the Justice League of the oceans?

The link between Confederate memorials and Nazi art.

At hundreds of rehab facilities that aren’t tracked by the federal government, recovery means work without pay, and with little regard for safety.

“A cash-strapped rancher, a virus-stricken meatpacker, an underpaid chef, a hungry engineer: the journey of a single burger during a pandemic.”

In 2018, a car careened onto a baseball field in Sanford, Maine, killing one spectator. Fifty years before, in upstate New York, a car had hit and killed a little girl. The two incidents were part of the same remarkable story.