A chilling account of the life’s work and death of Dr. Sheik Humarr Khan, a globally renowned expert in tropical diseases who ran Sierra Leone’s worst Ebola ward.
Taffy Brodesser-Akner embeds with the intense female fighters of the UFC.
A vivid profile of a sixth-generation funeral director.
The troubling truth about Mars One, a company that is planning to send humans on a one-way trip to Mars.
Cord Jefferson writes about his mother, who taught him about kindness by demonstrating it to him in different ways throughout his life.
Paula Deen is making millions as a martyr.
Aikins follows an urban rescue team in Syria: “The members of Civil Defense were attendants to the city’s trauma, one of the few first responders left to care for the civilians caught on the front lines in Syria’s largest city. They evacuated the injured, cleaned up the bodies, and fought fires. But what they were best known for — what they had become famous for in Syria and abroad — were the dramatic rescues, the lives they pulled from under the rubble.”
Larry Smith, the real life husband of Piper Kerman, shares his point of view—the other true story behind ‘Orange Is the New Black.’
Some of America’s poorest people are being targeted by cyber-scammers. Can an errant hacker find the culprits?
Mike’s encounter with these scammers began one rainy day in January of last year, he says when I call. His voice is flat and matter-of-fact; he could be an accountant discussing a company’s tax return. He tells me it started with a text message: “Do you need up to $1,600 today? It’s secure and takes only a minute at http://www.quickhelpfunds.com”. Mike, who is 34, was on a job for a major software manufacturer and was bored, so he signed up for a loan using a fake name, just to see what would happen.
How Britney Spears went to Vegas and became a feminist role model. No, really.
Fifty stories above all this, Britney Spears was working. She didn’t know about the wind or the dancers or the fire-breather or about the old lady whose day she had fucked up immeasurably, the one who might be the Queen of England. She was sitting in a room in the semi-dark, slightly hunched over, a little bored, at the tail end of a daylong junket in which TV journalists asked her questions like “What do people not know about you?” (“Really that I’m pretty boring.”) and “What was the craziest rumor you ever heard about yourself?” (“That I died.”) and who her secret famous crush is, a question that she’s been asked for years and years and that she’s been giving the same answer to for years and years (“Brad Pitt”).