Robert Draper was a staff writer at Texas Monthly from 1991 until 1997. He is now a contributing writer at the New York Times magazine and National Geographic as well as a correspondent for GQ magazine. Draper is the author of several works of fiction and nonfiction, including the New York Times best-sellers Dead Certain: The Presidency of George W. Bush and Do Not Ask What Good We Do: Inside the U.S. House of Representatives. A native Houstonian, he now resides in Washington D.C.
For years the dusty outpost of Terlingua has been a magnet for renegades and loners looking for a haven from the modern world. No wonder the brother of the suspected Unabomber holed up there.
Something stinks in the Department of Criminal Justice, and it’s a lot more than VitaPro. A special report on the worst state scandal in decades.
The shocking and sad story of the East Texas kids who beat a horse to death just for the thrill of it.
Oilers owner Bud Adams is hightailing it to Nashville; Drayton McLane may move the Astros too—or sell. In Houston and across the country, rooting for the home team is quickly becoming a thing of the past.
In the bloddy billion-dollor business of drug trafficking, Amado Carrillo Fuentes is king. He is the elusive ringleader of a smuggling operation that police on both sides of the border are powerless to stop.
His life was as short and sweet as his songs, but who was the Lubbock rocker whose influence over popular music will not fade away?
Are gun sellers responsible for gun deaths? Gun store owners and gun show promoters each say no, but that may be all they agree on.
In 1990 the state banned the use of dogs to hunt deer. Ever since, a rogue group of East Texas hunters has exacted a fiery revenge.
As Houston Rockets head coach Rudy Tomjanovich is discovering, it’s one thing to win the MBA title—and quite another to play like champions.
A final farewell to the Hill Country spread that for more than thirty years meant everything to me and my family.
Brig Marmolejo may have been convicted of bribery, but he is more than just another crooked cop in South Texas. His is the story of borders easily crossed—the ageless parable of the Rio Grande Valley.