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September 16, 2015

FACEBOOK: Ten Questions for Self Reflection.

When people tell me that Facebook is a waste, I tell them “it depends on the operator.” 

In skilled hands a knife can save a life, but some use it to peel oranges. 

When Otis Redding sang “sitting by the dock of the bay” was he really “wasting time”?

In August, Mark Zuckerberg announced that one billion people used Facebook in a single day (and 1 in 7 people on Earth) to connect with their friends and family.  That means public posts echo through the world. 

In these days of awe, I suggest you use your Facebook page as a tool for self-reflection, as a source of soul searching.  You can scroll back through the past year, and look at the “memories” feature and ask yourself these questions:

1-  Nachman of Breslov:  “If you won't be better tomorrow than you are today, for what do you need tomorrow?”  Did you inch closer to the person you wish to become?

2-  Did you show anger, pettiness, and envy?  Were you unkind? 

3-  Were you grateful for your blessings?

4-  Who do you follow?  Do they bring out the qualities that you want to foster?

5-  Did you lose your sense of humor, of joy?

6-  Did you despair, give up hope?

7-  Are your views narrow?  Did you learn and expand?  Did you grow throughout the year?

8-  Do your circle of friends support who you want to become?

9-  Were you an effective communicator?  Did you inspire anyone?  Did you heal with your words or hurt?

10-  Did you make time to meet God?  Moses met God in a common bush in the desert.  Do you spend time looking for miracles among the mundane?

 

I hope you “like” this.

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What shall live and what shall die?

As I recited the climactic “Who shall live and who shall die” prayer during Rosh Hashanna services this year, it struck me that maybe I should replace the “who” with “what.”

The “who” is connected to survival: Who will be inscribed in the Book of Life, and who will not. We make a very big deal about this, for obvious reasons. Survival is the ultimate bottom line, especially for a persecuted people that has learned over the millennia never to take life for granted.  

At the same time, though, Judaism is about a lot more than survival. Our holy texts focus not on how to survive but how to thrive. And in Judaism, thriving is very much about refining our characters and leading meaningful lives.

In that context, what really counts is not “who” but “what”: What character traits will help me lead a meaningful life, and what traits will get in the way?

If traits like joy, optimism, compassion and alertness will help me thrive, then I should pray that those traits shall live. And if traits like fear, depression, anger and bitterness will hurt me, then I should pray that those traits shall die.

Just as we’re pretty specific with our personal accounting at this time of year—what we did wrong, who we hurt, etc.— it’s worth being specific about the character traits we will need to keep, and those we will need to shed, in order to transform our lives and fully repent.

So, as we throw our sins away, let's also throw away the character traits that may have led to those sins. And as we reflect on the good we have done during the past year, let's hold on tight to those traits that have led to that goodness.

God can decide who shall live; we can decide who shall thrive, and with what. 


David Suissa is president of TRIBE Media Corp./Jewish Journal and can be reached at davids@jewishjournal.com.

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Delivering breech babies, offering an option

One evening in June, Dr. Elliot Berlin, a Los Angeles-based prenatal chiropractor, childbirth educator and labor doula, posed for pictures on a red carpet in Burbank. Flashbulbs sparkled and Berlin, sporting a yarmulke, posed before an impressive turnout of celebrities, physicians, and parents with their newborns and toddlers, including one mother wearing a “Boobie Palooza” shirt from a 2011 festival Berlin created to inform women on the benefits of breastfeeding.

This was the unveiling of Berlin’s newest project, a documentary titled “Heads Up: The Disappearing  Art of Vaginal Breech Delivery.” The film, as evidenced by the title, raises the issue of how doctors deliver breech presentations — when a baby in a mother’s womb is in a head-up position at the time of birth.

Berlin is easily the tallest person in the room, exuding a gentle-giant persona. His shoulders hunch slightly in a way that makes him seem to be apologizing for his burly silhouette. 

“I’m a maker of babies, and most recently, I’m a maker of films about making babies,” Berlin, 41, announced to the theater’s packed audience. Laughter and applause ensued.

Offering thanks to the film’s producer, Melissa Kennedy, Berlin, a father of four, spoke to the audience about the documentary in a sentimental tone overlaid with no shortage of birthing puns.

Later that night, one of Berlin’s former patients, who was featured in the documentary, said of the chiropractor, “I think of Mr. B. as my Jewish fairy godmother!” Although Berlin isn’t an obstetrician, he’s the middleman between expectant mothers and their physicians.

“Heads Up” is a candid snapshot of the current debate surrounding breech births and chronicles the expertise of Berlin, three local doctors (Stuart Fischbein, Paul Crane and Ronald Wu) and a handful of mothers who’ve had breech babies, including “Homeland” star Morena Baccarin and holistic personality Kimberly Van Der Beek (wife of “Dawson’s Creek” actor James Van Der Beek).

In a phone interview just days after the premiere, Berlin posed a simple question to a reporter — the same question that drove him to make this movie: How do we restore a woman’s choice?

The 30-minute documentary begins with a stick-figure illustration. 

“Human pregnancy lasts about nine months,” the narrator says as a pregnant figurine walks onto screen.

“In the final eight weeks, in preparation for delivery, most babies will settle into a head-down position,” the narrator says as an illustration of stick figure babies flip upside down in their mothers’ wombs.

“About 4 percent of those babies will not get head-down,” the narrator continues. The statistic may seem small, but Van Der Beek makes sure to mention later in the documentary, “This is somewhat more common than me having red hair,” she says, swinging her long ginger mane.

Breech happens when either the umbilical cord is too short, the uterus is heart-shaped — or maybe the baby just didn’t get the memo. Regardless of the cause, such pregnancies are called “breech presentations.” 

In fact, Berlin was a breech baby (about which, his mother, who flew in from New York for the premiere, told the Journal with a nudge and a wink, “As they say, it all starts in the womb!”).

Pregnancies with babies in breech presentation are considered high-risk because of the risk of fetal death during natural delivery. 

“Up until the year 2000, a woman carrying a breech baby had two choices. She could have a vaginal breech delivery or a Caesarean breech delivery,” the film’s narrator says, adding, “in 2001, one of those options disappeared almost entirely.”

In October 2000, a study dubbed “Term Breech Trial” was published in the British medical journal The Lancet. The article would forever change the field of obstetrics. 

Spearheaded by a Canadian obstetrician, Mary Hannah, it was the largest randomized controlled study ever performed in the field of breech, conducted in 26 countries with more than 2,000 women over the period of a year. The prognosis of the study was firm: “Planned Caesarean section is better than planned vaginal birth for the term fetus in the breech presentation.” 

In 2001, the American Congress of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (ACOG) officially voiced its stance on the matter in a published “Committee Opinion,” siding with the Term Breech Trial and recommending against natural deliveries of breech babies. Practically overnight, obstetric schools stopped teaching medical students the procedures of breech delivery, and hospitals banned the practice. 

Caesareans became the status quo in breech presentations. Now, more than 80 percent of all breech pregnancies are delivered via C-section.

Fischbein, a local obstetrician who used to be a resident at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, told the Journal the stigma surrounding delivering natural breech births ultimately led him to start a private practice. Currently, he is the only OB-GYN in Los Angeles who performs natural breech deliveries in a woman’s home.

“Nobody is trained in the practice of breech, so nobody feels comfortable with the practice,” Fischbein said. 

The same stigma that led Fischbein to embrace a private practice is what led expectant mother Rebekah Park, a patient of Berlin’s, to keep her decision to have a breech birth under wraps. Although Park was a perfect candidate for a natural breech delivery (fitting criteria that included the shape of her pelvis, the size and position of her fetus and the right mental attitude), she was advised by her first doctor that a Caesarean would be her best option, and she was discouraged from pursuing a natural delivery. 

Three doctors later, she eventually found Wu (recommended by Berlin), who performs about three breech births a week. Older than 70, Wu is one of the only remaining obstetricians in Los Angeles trained to deliver a breech baby naturally. 

Park said she didn’t feel comfortable discussing her decision of natural breech delivery with anyone outside her immediate family. “There’s a prejudice against breech birth,” she said.

“In the end, he came out a delightful, beautiful child,” she said of her now nearly 4-year-old son, Ezekiel. 

But she said of the experience: “It’s not for the faint-hearted.”

In 2006, an Israeli doctor named Marek Glezerman published a response to the 2000 trial, pointing out reasons it was flawed. Glezerman criticized the trial’s study design, methods and conclusions. He said the study included breeches that had not been planned for, premature deliveries and abnormal congenital pregnancies — cases that severely compromised the trial’s data.

“He re-analyzed all the data from the Term Breech Trial, and he was the first to come out and say, ‘We made a mistake here,’ ” Berlin says of Glezerman’s research in his documentary.

In response to Glezerman, the ACOG published a revision that same year, retracting its initial stance on natural breech births. But by then, the practice was already virtually obsolete.

“This one study changed the culture,” said Dr. Paola Aghajanian, the director of Labor and Delivery at Cedars-Sinai, referring to the Term Breech Trial. “Once the culture changes, there’s a fear amongst folks, and the training deteriorates. It’s hard to go backward and convince people.” 

Of the more than 100 obstetricians that deliver babies at Cedars-Sinai, and Aghajanian said, “I can only think of one who does breech deliveries.” 

She’s referring to Barry Brock, who’s been in practice for more than 40 years.

Brock is very careful about the cases he accepts, which is why he’s performed very few breech deliveries in the past year. He turns most of his breeches through a procedure called external cephalic version (ECV) where the doctor attempts to externally rotate the baby. If ECV is not successful (it has a 50- to 60-percent success rate), then he considers a natural breech birth, if the mother specifically requests it.

He said the reason other obstetricians don’t offer natural breech deliveries is likely either that they don’t know how to do it, or the liability insurance is prohibitive. 

After the baby’s torso is out, the baby’s head can still become trapped, which can sometimes result in brain damage or death if the obstetrician doesn’t know the correct procedures.

Brock said it’s actually a very simple process, however. “I consider myself a non-panicker,” he said. “We used to do them all the time,” he added.

Aghajanian said, “Would [the medical profession] ever go back to offering vaginal breech deliveries? I don’t think so.”

Berlin, however, is hopeful. 

He believes the best way to reverse the current practice is by opening a regional breech center in Southern California. According to his calculations, if women with breech presentations made the decision to go through with a vaginal breech delivery (and if they fit the criteria), there would be one to two breech deliveries each day at the regional center. 

“With that kind of volume, residents or doctors who have graduated, but don’t have the training, could do shifts there and learn from the doctors who still know how to do a breech delivery confidently and safely,” he said.

Berlin’s suggestion is based on a regional breech center model already finding success in Germany. 

Glezerman, who published the revisionist article in 2006, also was an advocate for regional breech centers in Israel. He even started workshops at the Rabin Medical Center to train obstetricians to deliver breech babies.

In the last three years, however, he’s changed his stance on the matter. When Glezerman speaks, he’s to the point. “I’m disillusioned now,” he said by phone.

Although he still believes that breech delivery training should be included in the obstetric curriculum, “What I have abandoned is the hope that in each hospital, these skills could be available and could be offered,” he said. 

Glezerman now believes training for natural breech deliveries should be taught to be used as a backup in emergency situations.

“Forces are too strong against it,” he said. 

If a woman goes into labor before her scheduled Caesarean, for example, then attempting a breech natural delivery might be unavoidable.

“What happens if she’s in the hospital, and there’s no surgical room available? What happens if the baby is coming out, and nobody knows what to do?” he asked during a Skype session.

To Berlin, a natural breech delivery should not be used as an emergency last resort. Instead, he wants the decision to belong to the women from the very beginning. “If they want a Caesarean or a natural delivery, that’s her choice to make,” he said over the phone. 

“Heads Up” is one way Berlin is hoping to get the word out, by informing expectant families and fellow obstetricians that the choice to have a natural breech delivery should be more accessible.

There’s a video Berlin shows to all of his patients considering a natural breech delivery. It has had more than 2 million views on YouTube, and has reached nearly cult status within the breech community.

It shows one of Berlin’s patients, Sara Lowry, giving birth during a home delivery with her husband, Doug, by her side. Music plays in the background as she goes through the birthing movements. An excerpt from the video appears in “Heads Up.”

What makes this breech delivery so spectacular is the fact that it’s also a home birth, overseen by Fischbein.

In the video, the baby comes out buttocks-first (called “frank,” the most common presentation for a breech delivery). Then one leg, then the other. One arm comes out, then the second. And last, the head. 

It’s a silent delivery. The baby’s head is delivered last, so until the very final moment of labor, when the head finally surfaces, there’s absolute calm. There’s no baby’s wail. No beeping monitor. No signing of paperwork. 

“This is so weird,” Lowry utters in disbelief, just a few moments after giving birth, wrapping her newborn girl, Aurora, in her arms. “I can’t believe it,” she says shaking her head, flushed from the rush of labor.

“This is so weird,” she repeats again moments later, her newborn bundle tucked into her bosom.

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Think you can’t observe Yom Kippur? Not so fast

Like many people with health concerns, Arianna Haut cannot fast on Yom Kippur — in her case, because of low blood sugar. 

“I used to have to sneak out of synagogue to eat a granola bar, which is the fastest way to make a person feel like a shmuck,” said Haut, a Mid-City resident and head of school at Summit Preparatory Charter School in South Los Angeles.

The 34-year-old tried cutting down on the amount she ate, but she still couldn’t make it through the day. 

“I realized that I should eat as I normally would,” she said. “I have to, in order to feel like a whole person and observe the gravity of the occasion.” 

Haut is not alone in facing the cognitive dissonance of trying to balance an approaching fast with a health issue. These people want to fulfill the spiritual mitzvah of repentance through fasting on Yom Kippur but must also uphold the mitzvah of respecting one’s body. 

Tradition says that one’s health must always come before fasting — or even praying — on Yom Kippur. As Maimonides wrote in Hilchot De’ot, “Bodily health and well-being are part of the path to God, for it is impossible to understand or have any knowledge of the Creator when one is sick. Therefore one must avoid anything that may harm the body and one must cultivate healthful habits.” 

For some, the biggest challenge in choosing whether to fast is interpreting the gray area in between serious illness and discomfort. Different areas of Judaism approach the subject in different ways. 

Rabbi Yakov Vann of the Calabasas Shul said, “Jewish law recognizes the need for someone who would become seriously ill to eat even on Yom Kippur. With that said, there are differing levels of eating. Ideally, in this circumstance, they would eat below a certain minimum spread over time, as the Torah’s prohibition is mitigated in this manner and the circumstance warrants it. 

“If they must eat and drink freely to avoid becoming dangerously ill, then they would be allowed, or better yet, required, to eat,” he continued. “In this situation, we are taught that even so, they should limit the amount and type of food to that which is needed and refrain from eating pleasurable foods so that the spirit of the fast is felt even if the technical observance from a fasting perspective is not.” 

The good news for someone in such a situation is that fasting is not the only mitzvah that can be observed on Yom Kippur, according to Rabbi Daniel R. Shevitz of Mishkon Tephilo in Venice.

“Abstaining from bathing, cosmetics, leather shoes and sex are all traditional observances, even if health issues prohibit fasting,” he said.

“As far as that goes, one should eat and drink only what is necessary for protecting health. A restricted diet, in this case, is still an acceptable observance.”

He added that there are other things one could do to make up for an inability to fast completely.

“Isaiah taught us that social justice is an indispensable component of our observance. In the event that health concerns prohibit fasting, giving of one’s resources to alleviate hunger is certainly praiseworthy,” Shevitz said. 

Rabbi Sam Spector of Temple Judea in Tarzana agreed, saying that giving to food pantries is commendable. He also said one key is to understand the point of fasting in the first place.

“When we look in the Haftarah that we read on Yom Kippur (Isaiah 58:3), it tells us that God does not accept insincere fasts — if you are fasting then going out oppressing people tomorrow, the fast doesn’t count. So the key for people who cannot fast is to find an alternative for them to still find the meaning behind why we fast. If they do this, then they are fulfilling the commandment more than people who fast without intention. 

Because Yom Kippur is a day when we do things out of the norm, Spector said he encourages people to find ways to bring that to the forefront of their minds. 

“Even wearing different shoes [that aren’t leather] than usual can help bring you into the mentality of thinking about why Yom Kippur is different, and therefore, how we can act differently in the year ahead,” he said. 

“Mishkan Hanefesh,” the new High Holy Day prayer book for the Reform movement published by the Central Conference of American Rabbis, addresses the issue of those who cannot fast directly. 

It offers multiple prayers and meditations on the topic, including one that states:  “For those unable for reasons of health to participate in the fast, it is a commandment to eat and drink on Yom Kippur. For Torah is not a source of punishment, but an instrument of compassion and loving-kindness, intended to enrich and improve our lives. I honor the diving gift of my life and the sacred imperative to preserve life… “May I experience the spiritual intensive of this day with a whole heart, and may I go forward this year to fulfill many mitzvoth, in life and health, in sincerity and dedication.” 

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An ailing American in Paris

It was a blissful June afternoon in Paris, and everything was perfect. 

I was dining with my friend Francoise at the Café Marly, surrounded by a mix of French glitterati and striving, reverential tourists: Asian women in Dior, Americans in hats, bankers from London. Over my left shoulder was the Louvre, shimmering in her summertime glory.

I was halfway through a Salade Niçoise when the omens of illness began to take hold.

“Would you like a coffee?” Francoise asked in her beautiful French as we finished our food.

“Actually, I have a slight headache today, so I think I’ll skip the caffeine.”

Skipping a coffee in Europe is like skipping out on life; one would do such a thing only in very dire situations.

Later that evening, a glass of wine turned my slight cerebral discomfort into a splitting headache. Could it have been the red, I wondered? Maybe the rich tannins of that old Bordeaux were too intense in the summer heat. I focused instead on the plate of cheese before me: creamy époisses, nutty Comte, Camembert, bleu d’Auvergne. If one cannot drink, I decided, certainly one can still eat.

It would be eight weeks before I could stomach cheese again.

For the next three days, I rolled around an airy French flat off Rue Saint-Sabin, downing water by the gallon, convinced my fever would break and I’d once again be wandering the streets near Place des Vosges, slipping into courtyards of 16th-century chateaus for live, free opera recitals. But while it seemed everyone else was sitting in cafes, clinking glasses in bars, laughing and shouting and falling in love beside the Seine, I was suffocating inside — hot then cold, sweating then shivering. The area near my ribs felt bruised.

By Friday, I had chills so violent they woke me from my sleep. I could hardly walk without losing my breath. Family and friends persuaded me to ditch my Airbnb, check into a hotel, take a bath, order room service and get on a plane home by Monday. I lasted a glorious hour at the Hôtel de Nell before summoning Uber to take me from Opéra to the ER.

What happened next is mostly a blur. 

I remember waiting for what seemed like a very long time in a sterile room on an uncomfortable bed, gripping my stomach as it throbbed. It was the middle of the night. After a blood test, the doctor rushed me in for a CT scan. I remember the burn of the iodine they injected, the warm rush that flooded my body, making it easier for the scanner to see my organs. I remember the radiologist stepping out of the mysterious observation room to ask, “Have you been to Mexico lately?”

“Asia, Southeast Asia,” I said. My mind drifted back to all of the places I’d been, the images changing with the back-and-forth flow of the CT’s moving gurney … the beauty of Inle Lake and the temples of Bagan in Myanmar, the flash and fantasy of Bangkok, the beaches of Cambodia. I saw the sharp, brilliant colors of the markets, the children of the slums, their faces, the poverty, the majesty, the street food…

Then I vomited. Then came the morphine. Or was it the other way around? Is that what it’s like when your life starts to flash before your eyes?

For the next six days, my arms became pincushions for two IV’s and countless needles. One morning, I sat in a wheelchair outside the ultrasound room, still too weak to keep my head up. I was alone — in a foreign hospital, my diagnosis unclear, waiting for the doctors to take another look at something on my liver — was it a mass? In the last two years, I had lived through the death of my mother, the death of my stepfather and my father’s cancer. I was a realist when it came to illness. And in that moment, when my ailment could have been anything, I surrendered. I remember saying to myself, ‘What kind of a sick person do I want to be?’ My next thought was, ‘How the (expletive) am I going to break this to my sister?’ Oy. It was enough to give me a heart attack.

I quickly learned that even a well-intentioned, hopeful sick person can be compromised by pain. Pain has the power to destroy character; it can sink your highest self. I also learned I am not invincible — I know, you’re thinking, ‘Duh’ — but until your body betrays you, and you are powerless but for the blessing of modern medicine, the fragility of the body is a reality most of us repress. I stubbornly wanted my will to prevail, when in the end, it was antibiotics that saved me. Being sick turns known truths into profound realizations. 

When I was finally diagnosed with a liver abscess caused by amoebiasis, which you get from contaminated food or water, people told me I was “one lucky Jew.” According to Wikipedia, “Most infected people, about 90%, are asymptomatic, but this disease has the potential to make the sufferer dangerously ill. It is estimated that about 40,000 to 100,000 people worldwide die annually due to amoebiasis.” 

When my doctor finally told me I had a 90 percent chance of complete recovery, my sister panicked. “Only 90 percent?” Jewish anxiety, I learned, is more resilient than any parasite.

In the end, of course, I was lucky. I have fully recovered. So many people have it so much worse. They’re given terminal or chronic diagnoses, have to have major surgeries, or maybe take meds for life. I was bestowed with the blessing of r’fuah shlema, a complete healing. My illness didn’t demand that I learn how to cope with lifelong infirmity.

But I did get a glimpse. I slid right to the edge of comfort and control, and felt, for a moment, what it feels like to not know; to fear; to feel pain; and anger; and regret. I should have been more careful. … Why isn’t my body listening to me? But I’m so healthy! Will I ever again … How did this happen? 

And I never thought I’d say this, but I (expletive) love the French. They saved my life. They served gourmet hospital food in courses, delivered by waiters wearing white gloves, and they were really generous with painkillers. They never said a word when I lit a yahrtzeit candle for my mother in the middle of the ICU, and watched it burn by my bedside for 24 hours. I like to think she was my little bit of light, softly swaying next to me through the dark, uncertain hours.

It’s strange to come so close to death. Whether through illness or accident or loss, it really doesn’t matter; it’s the human brush with the inexplicable, with powerlessness, that changes everything that comes after it. I can no longer pretend I’m invulnerable. I can no longer pretend I have forever to become who I’m meant to be. 

The stoics wisely taught that there are things we can control, but many more things we cannot. It is ultimately not me who is in charge of my fate. Any of us could die — or lose someone we love — at any moment. Yom Kippur offers us the chance to enact a kind of spiritual “death,” denying our bodies in order to focus on our souls. Being sick is a lot like that, because it renders you literally and spiritually naked. Who are you when you can’t perform, or produce, or make love, or eat, or drink, or even get out of bed? 

Being ill forces you to cultivate inner resources. When your body fails, spirit is all you have. It’s the one thing you can control: How do I see this world? What do I believe in? What can I do with my borrowed body and able mind while I’m here?

So I ask you to forgive me, God, for ever having taken life for granted. Forgive me for ever having acted recklessly with my precious body. For not using this magical casing and everything in it, to the best of my ability, every single day. I promise to do better this year. G’mar chatima tovah. 

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Poem: Angels

If the groans and shrieks of martyrs, the shofar cry

of Yom Kippur really rend the heavens, then I picture it

like this: clouds are ripped as if by swords, and angels spill

and spread across the world.

                                            Once a rabbi fled from Poland

to the tranquil town of Tzfat, enduring unutterable privations

and fear along the way. As the Galilean hills lift and lull

his tired feet, an angel infestation fills his red, chapped ears.

Their voices chirrup from synagogue

                                                        to synagogue, he can

almost glimpse their ragged white beneath the turquoise doors,

like lice beneath a skirt of lettuce. And so he leaves for Tiberius

complaining that the angels had kept him up at night.


From “Immigrant” (Black Lawrence Press, 2010)

Marcela Sulak, author of “Immigrant” and the chapbook “Of All the Things That Don’t Exist, I Love You Best,” has translated three collections of poetry from Habsburg, Bohemia; and Congo, and is co-editing “Family Resemblance: An Anthology and Exploration of Eight Hybrid Literary Forms.” She directs the Shaindy Rudoff Graduate Program in Creative Writing at Bar-Ilan University. 

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White House invites Texas student arrested over homemade clock

Texas teenager Ahmed Mohamed who was taken away in handcuffs this week for bringing to his Dallas-area school a homemade clock that staff mistook for a bomb won a personal invitation from President Barack Obama on Wednesday to attend an astronomy night at the White House.

Mohamed, 14, was accused of making a hoax bomb, police in Irving said. The Council on American-Islamic Relations said he is Muslim and the case serves as an example of religious bigotry.

The bespectacled Mohamed is a ninth grader who was led away in handcuffs and a NASA T-shirt from MacArthur High School on Monday for making a project he put together to impress his new high school classmates and teachers.

On Wednesday, he became an Internet sensation.

“Cool clock, Ahmed. Want to bring it to the White House? We should inspire more kids like you to like science. It's what makes America great,” a message on Obama's Twitter feed said.

The White House invited Mohamed to participate in its astronomy night next month with NASA astronauts and other young people, spokesman Josh Earnest told reporters.

“In this instance, it's clear that at least some of Ahmed's teachers failed him. That's too bad,” he said.

Facebook Chief Executive Mark Zuckerberg also invited the teenager to drop by his California-based company.

“Having the skill and ambition to build something cool should lead to applause, not arrest. The future belongs to people like Ahmed,” he wrote on his Facebook page.

The incident has launched a social media campaign called #IStandWithAhmed, which was the No. 1 trending topic in the United States on Twitter on Wednesday with about 600,000 tweets, many critical of the school district and police.

“My hobby is to invent stuff,” Mohamed told the Dallas Morning News in a video it posted online.

He told the newspaper he enjoys robotics and was looking to continue his interests as he started high school so he showed the clock, which had a digital display and a circuit board, to a teacher. The teacher notified officials.

“They took me to a room filled with five officers,” Mohamed told the Morning News.

A spokeswoman for the Irving Independent School District said at a news conference that school officials could not discuss the matter to protect the student's privacy. Police said no charges have been filed and they considered the case closed.

Mohamed was handcuffed and taken to a detention center where he was fingerprinted and had mug shots taken. He was freed when his parents came for him.

Mohamed has been suspended from school, the Morning News said.

Police said the device was in a case and could be mistaken for a bomb. Police spokesman James McLellan said Mohamed's religion had nothing to do with their response.

Two school police officers initially questioned the student and he told them he had built a clock. He did not offer further explanation, McLellan said.

“He didn't explain properly what it was and they felt compelled to arrest him,” McLellan said.

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Obama-Netanyahu meeting in DC to discuss post-deal environment

President Barack Obama and Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu will discuss post-Iran nuclear deal strategies when they meet Nov. 9 in Washington, D.C.

“The president looks forward to discussing with the prime minister regional security issues, including implementation of the Joint Comprehensive Plan of Action to peacefully and verifiably prevent Iran from acquiring a nuclear weapon, and countering Tehran’s destabilizing activities,” the White House said Wednesday in a statement.

The JCPOA is the sanctions relief for nuclear restrictions deal reached in July between Iran and six major powers.

Netanyahu adamantly opposes the deal and cut off security talks with the United States until he was certain Congress would not kill it. The Israeli leader feared that such talks would imply his approval of the agreement.

This week, Democrats for the second time blocked a filibuster a bid by Senate Republicans to stop the deal. Republicans may attempt to get another vote through before Congress’ window to kill the deal expires Thursday, but in any case, Obama has pledged to veto any law should it pass.

Obama has said that the United States will enhance its security cooperation with Israel and other allies in the wake of the deal as a means of containing Iranian ambitions.

“Prime Minister Netanyahu’s visit is a demonstration of the deep and enduring bonds between the United States and Israel as well as the unprecedented security cooperation, including our close consultations to further enhance Israel’s security,” the White House statement said.

The statement also said that Obama at the White House meeting hoped to discuss Israeli-Palestinian peace talks and “the need for the genuine advancement of a two-state solution.” Netanyahu has said that he is ready to resume such talks, which collapsed in 2014, without preconditions.

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Cedars-Sinai through a doctor’s lens

For four decades, endocrinologist Dr. Roger Lerner walked the halls of Cedars-Sinai Medical Center solely to attend to patients. But when he bought a first-generation iPhone six years ago, he began to see his hospital surroundings in an entirely different way. 

That’s when he began snapping photos of the buildings on campus, offering a unique look at a hospital through an artistic lens. His carefully composed images show light reflected and refracted through windows and against walls, creating sensitive explorations of the surrounding space.

Thousands of photos later, his work is being shown in “…Light, Interrupted,” an exhibition at Sulkin/Secant Gallery at Bergamot Station in Santa Monica running through the end of September. (An earlier show, “Roger Lerner: Form in Light,” took place in August at Couturier Gallery in Hancock Park.)

We met one evening at the hospital’s north tower on a terrace overlooking Gracie Allen Drive, and he held up his iPhone 6 to show me a picture he’d taken the previous evening.

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This article was made possible with support from Cal Humanities, a nonprofit partner of the National Endowment for the Humanities.

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The young Jewish chef who made vegan food tasty — long before Beyonce made it cool

There’s a buzzy new eatery on the corner of Bleecker and MacDougal streets in Manhattan’s Greenwich Village. The restaurant, by CHLOE, is garnering consistently good reviews and attracting slews of young, hip diners. Recently it even hosted the launch of a lingerie-line collaboration between two “it” girls.

And, oh yes: by CHLOE is also entirely vegan and kosher.

Chef Chloe Coscarelli made her national debut on the first season of Food Network’s “Cupcake Wars” in 2009, winning an episode of the TV competition with her three all-vegan flavors of the portable sweet treats: raspberry tiramisu, chocolate strawberry shortcake and dark chocolate topped with dipped orange peel. Perhaps most impressive was that Coscarelli beat competitors who were baking with butter, milk and eggs.

One judge, the French pastry chef Florian Bellanger, gave her the ultimate compliment: “I never tasted vegan food so good.”

Coscarelli, 27, has since published three successful vegan cookbooks and built a commendable reputation within the vegan community — she has some 23,000-plus followers on Instagram and nearly 20,000 on Twitter.

And in July, the fresh-faced California native and Natural Gourmet Institute graduate accepted a new challenge — opening up by CHLOE, a vegan fast-casual restaurant, at the spot where Cafe Borgia, the legendary 1960s haunt of beatniks and artists, once stood. (In homage to the poets who logged hours at that establishment, by CHLOE has juices with names like “On the Road,” made up of activated charcoal, lemon, maple syrup and filtered water — a combo that’s good for hangovers, according to the menu).

Opening a restaurant was always a dream, she says, and after seeing the success of her cookbooks over the last few years, “the timing felt right to make that dream a reality.”

By CHLOE has already been a resounding success — just two months after opening, the restaurant announced its first planned expansion: an outpost in the Flatiron District slated to open next spring.

By CHLOE touches on several trends, including juice bars, health-conscious veganism (touted by the likes of Beyonce, who recently announced that she has dabbled in veganism) and the growth of fast-casual restaurants by brand-name chefs (Danny Meyer’s Shake Shack is an example of the very non-vegan variety). There’s also been something of a renaissance of the veggie burger in New York City of late, with Superiority Burger, a tiny spot that opened recently in the East Village, making its own headlines. In fact, by CHLOE’s most popular dish so far, Coscarelli says — and the one we saw ordered most often during a recent weekday lunch — is the Guac Burger, a patty made with sweet potatoes, quinoa and black beans topped with smashed avocado, corn salsa and chipotle aioli.

A pesto “meatball” sandwich with a side of air-baked french fries at by CHLOE. Photo by Mikey Pozarik/Paperwhite Studio

The food at by CHLOE — which includes indulgent options like macaroni and cheese, burgers and, of course, cupcakes — does away with the image of vegan food as all diet-friendly and bland. Plus, the eatery provides a rare opportunity for kosher diners to nosh on (shiitake) bacon, eat a “burger,” (consisting of tempeh, lentils, chia and walnuts) and conclude the meal with ice “cream,” made of a combination of almond and coconut milk.

Of her decision to have the restaurant certified kosher by the International Kosher Council, Coscarelli says: “I have a lot of friends in the kosher community, so why not serve them, too? Plus, vegan food is naturally a lot easier to make kosher because there are no animal products.

“I, for one, need to eat my dessert right after my meal … [so] let’s just all eat vegan and there are no issues,” she adds with her signature megawatt smile. “That’s always been a no-brainer for me.”

Plus, since the wine has to be vegan, too — animal products are sometimes used in wine as clarifying “fining agents” — kosher varieties presented a good option.

“For us it’s about delivering a cleaner product and process — and working with companies with more transparency,” Coscarelli says. “That’s required for both a vegan establishment and a kosher establishment.”

Kosher customers have been among the most supportive of by CHLOE, she says, adding that it already has several kosher regulars.

Coscarelli, whose mother is Jewish, didn’t grow up observant, but her family did celebrate Jewish holidays.

“We embraced the food,” she says, though she’s now learned to give them a vegan spin. Noodle kugel can be made vegan by using cheese made from nuts, she says. And matzah ball soup is easy to make without meat and by using chia seeds to replace the eggs in the matzah balls.

For Coscarelli, the idea is not to make fake foods with myriad, unpronounceable chemicals — just try reading the label of a non-dairy creamer — it’s to replicate the flavors and textures of non-vegan foods using other natural ingredients. With its coffee, for example, the restaurant serves a vegan half-and-half that’s made of cashew and almond cream with vanilla beans and agave.

Almost everything at by CHLOE is homemade; macaroni and cheese is made with sweet potato cashew sauce topped with shiitake bacon and almond parmesan.

Unlike non-vegan chefs who tend to focus either on savories or sweets, Coscarelli does both. At the restaurant, there’s a display case full of vegan desserts, including chocolate chip cookies, the raspberry tiramisu cupcake that helped her win “Cupcake Wars” and a Chlostess Cupcake — Coscarelli’s take on a Hostess cupcake.

The foods are all the result of over two years of recipe testing, she says.

“I wanted to show people how accessible and delicious vegan food can be,” Coscarelli says. “It’s a great way to spread the message and make people feel better about what they’re eating. For me it’s a passion more than a restrictive way of eating.”

As a child, Coscarelli decided to go vegetarian for reasons connected to animal cruelty. Once she made the connection between animals and the meat she was eating, she never looked back. But, she says, she found herself limited to unhealthy and “boring” foods like cheese pizzas and quesadillas. When she started exploring vegan food, “I found it more exciting, and more well thought out. I’ve been vegan for over 10 years and have liked it way better than being vegetarian.”

Eventually, Coscarelli says, she’d like to continue to expand the by CHLOE brand to more locations (perhaps by design, by CHLOE-branded juices and vegan salads would comfortably sit on the shelves at Whole Foods). But Coscarelli says for now, she will focus on working out all the kinks and making the restaurant run as smoothly as possible. (Coming up: weekend brunch).

And the hard work has already paid off – thanks in large part to the regulars who frequent the joint.

“I know everyone says their kids are the best, that their dog is the cutest, but I really think our customers are the best,” Coscarelli says. “I never dreamed we’d have so many regulars so early on.”

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