Seyward Darby

The government required him to see a therapist. He thought his words would be confidential. Now, the traumatized migrant may be deported.

How several agents from a small outpost in Arizona, including recently retired chief Carla Provost, climbed to the top of the Border Patrol, then one by one retired, leaving corruption, misconduct and a toxic culture in their wake.

Pete Buttigieg’s comedy of class-signaling errors.

Proponents of light therapy technology claim that it can get people off of opioids, improve their sex lives, and make them smarter. Critics say it’s bunk.

“I guess it’s the release,” he says, struggling to explain his compulsion to drive away in someone else’s car. “It’s calming. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the speed.”

The inside story of the president and Deutsche Bank, his lender of last resort.

The new playbook for voter suppression.

People struggling with addiction who share a lethal dose of drugs are being prosecuted as killers.

In the Texas Panhandle, which produces a fifth of the U.S. beef supply, communities are being choked by fecal dust from nearby feedlots. The state’s regulatory agency isn’t doing anything about it — and it’s about to get a whole lot worse.

Isolation perfumes the show, and this is the thing about High Maintenance, with its obsessive verisimilitude, that actually feels the most accurate. It’s a truism that living around so many others can make you feel paradoxically lonely, yet there are entirely novel ways of being alone, together. There are new ones invented every day.