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The Six Most Ingenious Things Humans Are Doing This Week

It may not always seem like it, but this is a golden age of imagination and invention. That’s not to say that the world isn’t sick with violence, poverty and misrule. It surely is. But, long ago, our species of great ape left the others far behind, reinventing ourselves as explorers, builders, communicators, artists and dreamers. That’s never been truer than today, as creative minds toil in the service of the planet and others.

Because climate change, poverty, and famine are complex worldwide problems, they’re inspiring equally complex, world-changing solutions. It’s now possible to pursue a career in, say, engineering, and make a good living, while also helping to reduce poverty, feed the hungry, preserve biodiversity, and rein in climate change. Never before have we been so dangerous to the planet and ourselves, or so capable of cooperating on peaceful solutions.

What has changed? Not one thing, but many. Thanks to globalization, local news trends worldwide in a flash. The sheer number of people on the planet means exponentially more brainpower; so, as a species, we’re sparking many more ideas. Thanks to the digital revolution, people are busily batting ideas around the Internet, where they carom and entangle like subatomic particles.

The looming shadow of climate change, urgent and visible everywhere, is rallying people to action. There’s been a groundswell of do-good capitalism (green start-up companies, big business switching to green practices), a crop of investment houses featuring only sustainability and humanitarian projects, and many for-profit social enterprises popping up. Unlikely partnerships are ensuing between corporate giants like IKEA and indigenous peoples.

Every week I learn of more jaw-dropping feats of creative problem-solving. Most are economically savvy, while also being environmentally adroit and compassionate. Here are my six favorites at the moment:

ONE. Soccket, a soccer ball that generates electricity whenever it’s tossed or kicked. One fifth of humanity, 1.2 billion people worldwide, either don’t have electricity or rely on dirty power sources like kerosene and diesel that create health hazards and spew greenhouse emissions. They need cheap, clean, off-grid sources of energy that can be used anywhere. In play, as the Soccket ball spins round, an internal pendulum stores kinetic energy. Dribble and pass the ball for 30 min minutes and it will power an LED light for three hours.

Distributed in poorer areas of Brazil, Mexico, and South Africa, it only weighs an ounce more than a regular soccer ball, is just as lively, and doesn’t need to be inflated. The company also fields sustainability-gurus, who teach a curriculum of “out of bound” thinking, using local resources “to inspire social invention.”

I love that its design company, Uncharted Play, was founded by two juniors at Harvard, and their R & D is funded, aptly, by a kickstarter campaign. They state proudly on their website: “We make play products that generate renewable energy and inspire social invention. . . Doing good doesn’t need to be boring.” Nor unhealthy.

They also make energy producing jump ropes. And, if you prefer, there are energy-storing teeter-totters. Powering the world during play — the brain’s favorite way of learning — they provide cheap, clean energy, but they also help people stay active, healthy, playful, and self-reliant. Picture a playground of kids who know — however young or seemingly powerless — that they’re bringing power and light to their families or neighbors.

On the same path, Solepower just came out with a thin shoe insert that you slip into your shoes like so many others. Except that this one builds up energy with each step and stores it in a small battery. Walk or hike by day, and you can light your way when night falls.

As with the Soccket ball, this design will no doubt have a vogue the world over, especially among people who can’t be bothered traveling with cellphone chargers, but its target is poorer people and villages without power, while helping with climate change by reducing the need for kerosene, diesel and other pollutants.

TWO. What’s not to love about a structure that eats smog? A hospital in Mexico City has unveiled its new façade of tall grey lattices pocked with round and oval portholes. Elegant and modern, the open framework easily passes for architectural chic. But, instead, picture a building that silently purifies the air all around it, neutralizing the pollution from up to a thousand cars a day. Picture sidewalks around it paved with the newly-invented smog-absorbing cement.

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THREE. Another favorite of mine is the urban algae farm — a prototype for cities everywhere — that clung to a highway overpass in Geneva, Switzerland this year. A green slush of algae played through transparent pipes, thriving on all the carbon dioxide belched by the traffic below. Designed by the Dutch firm Cloud Collective, it shows how, even amid urban blight too bleak for conventional gardens, a wealth of food and biofuel and raw materials can be grown, unobtrusively, while also filtering CO2 from the air. The firm chose the site because it’s “particularly violent and quite out-of-tune with the idea of the garden as a peaceful natural haven,” thus proving that even an expanse “of highways and car dealers — despite their anonymous and generic character — can play an important role” in the production of food and fuel.

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FOUR. Every week seems to bring new advances in solar energy. The world’s first solar bike path will soon be opening in the Netherlands, along with the world’s first solar highway. As we’re swiftly becoming an urban species, think what turning most of the world’s travel ways into cheap solar energy collectors could mean.

Last week, CSEM, a nonprofit Swiss technology company, revealed white solar panels that become part of the walls (instead of perching on the roof). In the past, solar panels were beetle-black to absorb more sunlight. But CSEM is coating panels in a plastic that scatters all visible light — and so appears white to our eyes — while letting through the infrared.

What’s blue-ribbon about this is the virtuoso flare of psychology, physiology, industrial design, nanotechnology and engineering all working together on a global problem. It doesn’t offend our esthetics the way plastering solar panels on walls does, and so it offers architects creativity; it exploits the unique physiology of the human eye; the engineering draws on nanotechnology; because they’re white, the solar panels run cooler and more efficiently; they can also be used to coat and power buses, phones, laptops, and other facets of our technological lives.

Another small solar advance with big prospects for changing daily life: the solar-powered backpack project, Repurposed Schoolbags, founded by two young female South African entrepreneurs. Made from recycled plastic shopping bags, they’re distributed to children too poor to afford book bags, who must travel long distances to school. As they walk, a solar cell gathers energy they can use at home later while doing homework.

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FIVE. “Tastes Like Chicken.” The start-up, Beyond Meat, is pursuing the goal of creating a truly-palatable world-pleasing meat substitute. Other companies already have, but not with great results. But Beyond Meat’s new approach is high tech. Taking plant proteins from soy and peas, it’s revising the molecular structure through heating, cooling and pressure, so that it closely resembles meat tissue. This isn’t just to pamper the vegetarians among us who aren’t in league with seitan, but to reduce the superabundance of giant farms. Factory farms have replaced countless acres of much-needed CO2 sequestering forests, while vast invisible clouds of flatulence from all the livestock also contribute methane pollution to the atmosphere.

SIX. Artificial reefs. In The Human Age, I wrote about scuba diving in the Caribbean on two occasions 20 years apart, the tragic loss of coral reefs worldwide, and various efforts worldwide to restore or replace them. I just learned about the work of sculptor-environmentalist Jason de Caire Taylor, who was commissioned by the Underwater Museum of the Caribbean to create beautiful, thought-provoking sculptures that also function as coral reefs that change color and surface texture as corals grow, fish maneuver, and reef life blooms.

Our inventions have always reinvented us, en masse, as a species, rich and poor alike. Language, cooking, sewing needles, agriculture, stirrups, medicine, science, industry — all of it has changed our evolution in intriguing ways.

For example, with agriculture’s grainy diet our teeth grew blunter and our average height dropped. The saga continues today, as we invent nonstop, inventing new inventions to offset the climate ills caused by some of our past inventions. That makes this a dangerous, but also an inspiring world to inhabit.

Disciplines such as engineering and industrial design are widening their scope to address climate and poverty problems like never before. It’s an exciting era to come of age in. Riddled with frights, yes, but also thick with possibilities.

Diane Ackerman’s most recent book is The Human Age: The World Shaped by Us. Contact her: www.dianeackerman.com, follow her @dianesackerman or on Facebook.

Time Apologizes For Including 'Feminist' In List Of Words To Ban In 2015

Time magazine has apologized for including the word “feminist” in a readers’ poll of terms to ban in 2015.

The original post, which was published Nov. 12 and featured other “cringe” words like “bae,” “basic” and “kale,” was amended Sunday to include a note from managing editor Nancy Gibbs.

“TIME apologizes for the execution of this poll; the word ‘feminist’ should not have been included in a list of words to ban,” the note read. “While we meant to invite debate about some ways the word was used this year, that nuance was lost, and we regret that its inclusion has become a distraction from the important debate over equality and justice.”

Though the poll briefly explained that “feminist” was included because it’s become a “thing” that every celebrity has to “state their position on,” the apology follows days of public outcry criticizing Time for attempting to ban a word meant to uplift and empower women.

“I keep trying to imagine a universe in which too many public figures declaring themselves feminists would be a bad thing,” Roxane Gay wrote for the Washington Post on Friday. “This would have to be a universe where ‘the issues,’ as the poll vaguely mentions, no longer exist — one where women enjoy unlegislated reproductive freedom and have easy, affordable access to birth control.”

In Slate, Amanda Marcotte called it “ugly and mean” to suggest that women should be embarrassed for identifying as feminists. Referring to Time as “the magazine your grandparents read.” Boston.com’s Roberto Scalese equated the publication’s banishment poll to “book burning.” And The Huffington Post’s Emma Gray wrote that the idea of a well respected publication like Time including the word “feminist” in their poll was “unfathomable.”

“The only upside of such an ill-advised poll is that it gives us a chance to remember how powerful and impactful the label of ‘feminist’ really is,” wrote Gray. “Even if it was feasible to ‘ban’ the word ‘feminist’ — which, in the world of ladyblogs and Twitter feminism, it’s certainly not — doing so, in essence, would erase the existence of a decades-long social movement.”

The Horror Of My First (And Worst) Brazilian Wax

On the eve of my wedding anniversary, I decided upon the perfect gift to wow my man. I called my local salon and booked an appointment for a Brazilian bikini wax. This was virgin territory for me, and I was a little concerned. I was counseled to take three Advil and drink a half glass of wine. I downed my pain relievers, swigged some wine and added a generous amount of Lidocaine (a topical numbing agent). I got this, I thought. Until I didn’t.

When I arrived for my afternoon tryst, I met Lani, who would soon know more about my vagina than my gynecologist. She was about 20 years old, petite and adorable. Fantastic. Could I not get the 60-year-old that makes me feel good about my Jewel Box? Where is Bertha or Prudence?

I followed Lani to the back room, entering into nervous first date chit-chat with her. I felt she should know a little bit about me, since we were about to be intimately acquainted in a matter of minutes. I am a Libra, I like putting my feet in warm sand and drinking ice cold beer on the beach. She nodded and led me to the room of torture, where sh*t was about to get real. She left the room and I disrobed and lay down on the table with my bits barely covered under the baby-size washcloth I was given. Could I get a hand towel at least? Or how about a beach blanket? WTF am I gonna do with such a freaking small scrap of fabric?

Lani came back in and began to check the wax; stirring and pulling it out of the jar to ensure it was the right elasticity and temperature. Happy with her materials, she started work on my lady love garden.

“I am going to work in small sections and move as fast as possible to get this over quickly for you, OK?”

“Um… OK,” I stammered, because seriously, who wants this done slowly?

“There is no way to make this hurt any less, so tell me if you can’t take it or need a break.”

How bad can this be? I thought. I’ve had some pretty painful moments in life and I survived. This is gonna be fine, she’s just exaggerating. I quickly learned she wasn’t.

Lani positioned my left leg to mimic a flamingo. I was splayed out, my hoo-ha front and center, with hot wax being spooned onto it. Then, the paper went on. She rubbed back and forth to make it adhere, then pulled the paper off.

“Holy. F*cking. Shi*t!” I may die. My eyes were tearing.

“I am really sorry,” Lani squeaked as she continued to pull the top 10 layers of my skin off.

“Just get it over with! AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

I began to hit myself in the head with my fist in an effort to knock myself out. This process went back and forth for many painful minutes: Her apologizing, me trying to not hurt, scream at or kick her.

I foolishly asked, “How much more is left?” I really didn’t want to look while she was pulling off the strips. I preferred to not have a visual of my beaver with a mohawk.

Apparently, this normally takes 15 minutes, but since it was my first time (and I’m Italian), I got to enjoy this sh*tastrophy for 30 minutes. Holy Crap! I considered stopping and leaving. It’s the thought that counts, right? He would never get waxed for me, so why am I even doing this? Maybe I should have drank more before I got here. Maybe I should have taken pain killers? Xanax? Beer? Anything!

Lani continued about her business, trying to ignore my grimaces and winces, holding down my thighs as I reflexively pulled them shut in pain, almost vice-locking her head between them.

My 20-something perky aesthetician then announced she “needs to get in closer on the labia and it can be sensitive.” (Um WHAT?!)

She pulled over a cosmetic mirror affixed with a very bright light to investigate my wares. She was f*cking magnifying the leaves of my garden! She took out tweezers and began to individually pluck hairs. Now, here is a girl that takes her work seriously. I was all of a sudden very thankful for the extra level of bathing I undertook prior to this appointment.

She applied the wax, got her paper out and rubbed back and forth before suggesting, “I hold my belly taught so it hurts less.”

I didn’t think I could get any lower on the humiliation scale, but I was wrong.

Here is where I started to let my mind wander. Honestly, it needed to leave the here and now. I wondered how Lani would compare my goods. How did my whisker biscuit stack up? Once I leave the salon, I thought, will the workers be discussing my vagina and all its wonder? This was unnerving, to say the least, and I was pulled back into reality with another mind-blowingly painful rip of the paper.

Now it was time to switch legs and assume the flamingo stance with my right leg. I was informed that this side should be less painful “because my heart is on the left,” so that is always worse. Well, Lani was WRONG! It hurts equally, if not worse. I flashed to the moment in The 40-Year-Old Virgin with Steve Carrell when he gets his chest waxed. I can now completely relate.

Lani repeatedly tells me, “I am really sorry this is taking so long, even for a first time, this is way longer than usual.”

Finally, after 45 minutes of excruciating pain during which I prayed for my death, the work is complete. The technician took a hot, wet towel and proceeded to attempt to remove any leftover wax from my now-barren plain. I kindly thanked her for the effort, but preferred to give it the college try myself. She acquiesced and left me and my vagina alone to reconnect. After all, it had been decades since I saw it in this state.

However, when I glanced down, I couldn’t help but notice my labia major and minor were bright crimson red. Holy Sh*t! I now had a red delicious apple in my pruned orchard — and I hate red delicious apples. I dressed and left the salon with my head held high and a grimace with each step.

I went home, opened up a beer and proceeded to drink the pain away. Instead of the romantic evening interlude I planned, I had a solo night of drinking, wincing and icing my apple pie. When my husband finally did get a gander at my gift, I learned he prefers well-manicured Bermuda grass instead of a barren wasteland. Good to know. I should have asked before the Great Clearing of Weeds happened.

Next year, I’m just getting him a card.

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'Stressed' College Kid Arrested For Alleged Sex With Sheep

A college student at California’s Fresno State University was arrested after being caught allegedly having sex with a sheep.

The student was caught in the school’s agricultural barn at about 3:30 a.m. Tuesday, the Fresno Bee reports.

Police were called to the school’s Sheep Unit early in the morning and say they found a fifth-year computer engineering student — whose name has not been released — on top of a ewe with his pants down.

The 23-year-old allegedly first claimed he was just “wrestling cattle,” according to KMPH. When cops helpfully informed him that there were no cattle around, they say he tried to use the stellar excuse that he was “stressed” and was merely beating and punching the sheep.

Police say upon further questioning, the student finally admitted he was engaged in sexual intercourse with the animal, but told them it was his first time and he had been drinking previously.

The student also asked, “Am I going to be expelled for this?”

He is charged with sexual assault of an animal.

The sheep is being treated and monitored by a veterinarian, according to ABC 7.

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Why Planned Serendipity Matters, and How 'Unconferencing' Is a Great Place to Start

I’ve noticed two things about the ad game. First, we’re a business that – on the surface – changes and moves at a fast pace. As new technologies emerge brands are rightly inclined to ride the wave presented by each trend, thereby evolving their businesses against a changed fitness landscape. Some of these are big waves whereas others are smaller.

Yet – Second – as the waves break there are some steady truths that underlie the business that we’re in: the need for scale, the significance of insights in gaining advantage, the importance of creativity and imagination. After all, humans are the constant in a world of changing technology.

As function of both of these dynamics, we’re in an industry that is occupied with cracking the code: “How do I apply this tech?” “What’s the insight?” “How did they do that?” “What is their secret sauce?”

And the truth is, the really good sauce, the super secret stuff, is often in our blind spots. The things that don’t know that you don’t know are often the most transformative. A recent article by the Fast Company points to the significance of seemingly random events as the birthplace of many category-changing companies, and the premise of Peter Thiel’s book Zero to One is that all big companies should have a secret at their core. So, given the value of what we don’t know, the question is: How can we improve our diets to include a bit more serendipity?

Ironically, there is a way you can plan for this. Introducing “unconferencing“.

This is something introduced to me at WPP’s Stream event, which has become an annual pilgrimage for me and many others, and it was originally conceived by Tim O’Reilly with Foo Camp. Before I share some of the nuggets this year’s Stream event, here’s a simplistic guide to how it works…

INGREDIENTS

  • Interesting people
  • Chairs
  • Whiteboards
  • Pens
  • Wine (optional, but recommended)
  • Sunshine (optional, but unreliable)

BASIC RECIPE

  • Lead a discussion
  • Approach the whiteboard with the blank agenda (only showing room names and times)
  • Take a white marker and write down in a free slot on the agenda the headline for a topic that personally interests you
  • Go to your discussion at the right time/place and meet a bunch of cool and interesting people (between 7-30 people)
  • Kick things off for 10 mins (no slides!) and then give it to the floor
  • Drink some wine
  • Take part in a discussion
  • Approach the whiteboard with your personal agenda
  • Choose the discussions that turns you on that you would like to attend (they vary from “The future of (un)education”, “Teen Girl Enthusiasts” and “The Internet is Changing in Africa!”). Follow your nose and nourish your interests.
  • Write the time and location in your agenda
  • Don’t merely listen in, but also provide your perspective and expertise
  • Drink some wine

It’s pretty simple.

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Here are some examples of what I took away from Stream this year…

  1. New channels provide value beyond their reach

    In a discussion led by David Roter at Twitter and Amber Lee from Visual Country, we discovered how the inherent constraints in working with Vine and Twitter offer amazing organizational and creative stress tests for brands; these channels have merit beyond their reach. We discussed whether there was a need for these channels to try and provide standard formats in an age of such diversity, and the conclusion seemed to be “YES”.

  2. The new toolset provided by digital influence practices is having a positive impact on how we approach traditional celebrity relationships
    With Claire Holden and Candace Kuss from Hill & Knowlton, we touched on how the new techniques that have been developed for working with new-gen talent can be applied to more traditional celebrity engagements. YouTuber Alexis G Zall emphasized that brands need to learn how to hand over more control to these new influencers to be successful.
  3. Media companies need to explore new revenue streams, including content creation and retail, to continue to grow their revenues
    In a discussion led by Evan Orensten from Cool Hunting and Nick Hodulik from GoPro and Eric Kuhn from Layer3 TV entitled “Music, Porn… Content?”, we debated whether media companies will go the same way as the music and porn industries in their struggle to monetize what they do. We considered that some of the bigger media companies will likely become key players in the content creation game, and that the biggest of the bunch could become “go to” providers in their categories (e.g. VICE = Millennials).
  4. INTREPRENERUSHIP means having skin in the game
    I proposed a discussion about making “intrepreneurship” a reality in companies. We concluded it is important to go beyond talking about it and turn to the organizational structures that underpin the business. Sir Martin Sorrell emphasized the need for employees to have skin in the game if we’re to expect them to have the level of accountability seen in entrepreneurs (which would require new remuneration approaches for some companies).

The variety of perspectives and the amount of progress you can make in a relatively short time, using this format, is impressive. And while it isn’t a guaranteed way to get hold of the secrets we need in business to gain advantage, it’s a great place to start.

@Hamish

NB. Although Stream is an invite-only event, they have a wild card competition each year offering four places based on merit. I look forward to seeing you there!

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The Secret to Well-Being

For much of my hurried and hectic life, I searched for the secret to well-being. I read hundreds of books and studied all of the great gurus of the day. But somehow, the secret alluded me; until my life took an unexpected turn and the secret was revealed to me by the most unlikely of teachers.

I was 38 years old when I had my third child, Ben. My other two, Kaitlyn and Donovan, I had when I was in my twenties and still blissfully unaware of all the things that could possibly go wrong. But by my late thirties, I had worked for more than a decade as an Educational Psychologist, and much of my work involved working with kids who have special needs. I was aware that about one in 10 children have a diagnosis of some kind, such as learning disabilities, autism or ADHD. That made me worry that maybe this baby would not be born, “perfect” like his brother and sister. I prayed, “Dear God, if it is your will that I have a child with special needs, then let your will be done. But I beg of you, please do NOT give me a child with autism. Those kids are so cold and unfeeling.” And God replied, “Florence, do I have a lesson in store for you!”

When Ben was born, I was over the moon with happiness! Eight pounds of beautiful, healthy baby perfection. I know you are not supposed to compare your kids, but I couldn’t help but to sneak a peek into Kaitlyn’s and Donovan’s baby books, just to see how Ben measured up. On all the important things, like rolling over and taking his first steps, he was right on par I remember for Ben’s first Christmas I gave him this little doctor’s kit. I secretly hoped that he would grow up to be a doctor, like his dad. But by Ben’s second Christmas, I started to notice some peculiar behaviors. Rather than put his trucks on the floor, and go “vroom, vroom”, like most little boys do, he would turn them over and just spin the wheels, over and over. He had not spoken a single word at 2 years old, but what concerned me most was how distant and withdrawn he was. Ben never came to me looking for attention. He seemed to prefer to be on his own and do his own thing. In many ways, Ben really did appear to be “in a world of his own.”

So when Ben was diagnosed with autism just days before his third birthday, it didn’t come as a shocker to me. But still, it was devastating news. In some ways, it felt like a death. Although Ben was still physically with me, all the hopes and dreams that I had for his future were suddenly gone. I was no longer concerned with whether or not Ben might grow up to be a doctor I had more pressing concerns now! Like, would he ever talk? Would he ever be toilet trained? Would he ever have a friend?

For the next three years, I devoted myself to Ben. I was determined to fix his autism! I learned how to administer his various therapies, and I started to view nearly every moment that we spent together as an opportunity for therapy. We weren’t just throwing rocks in the water, we were working on his motor skills. We weren’t just blowing soap bubbles, we were developing his oral-motor skills. I wasn’t just giving Ben a bat. I was teaching him important self-help skills. In some ways, my hard work paid off. Ben’s skills were slowly developing, but I couldn’t shake that feeling that if I suddenly just disappeared off the face of the planet, that Ben wouldn’t even notice.

Then, three years ago, something happened that completely turned our worlds upside down. I was 44 and Ben was 6 when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. As you can imagine, “fixing” Ben’s autism, was no longer at the top of my list of priorities. I was in survival mode! Over the next year, as I underwent a mastectomy, chemotherapy and radiation treatments, I did not have the time nor the energy to devote to Ben’s therapy. We would still go for walks on the beach and throw rocks in the water, but we did it just for the sake of seeing the splash. Rather than force Ben to blow soap bubbles, I just let him enjoy the bubbles that I blew. And I started to see bath time as an opportunity for play, not therapy. I can honestly say, that for the first time since Ben was diagnosed with autism, I was truly and completely… present… with him. No hidden agendas, not trying to fix him, just present. And that is when Ben started to come out of his world, and into mine.

Although Ben could not talk at 6 years old, he could read and use a computer. While I was going through cancer treatments, he would type up notes and bring them to me; notes with messages like “mom is sick” or “mom is hurt.” I was completely blown away! I really did not think this kid was even capable of understanding how sick I was. Other times he would bring me notes with messages like, “Dear mom, you are nice,” or “Dear mom, I love you.” Those notes let me know that not only did he understand, but he cared. Although Ben still appeared in many ways to be in a world of his own, these little gestures let me know that he was very much aware of what was happening in my world. I realized that if I suddenly did disappear, he would care!

I learned many valuable life lessons the year I was battling cancer, but the greatest lesson was taught to me by Ben. When I stopped worrying about Ben’s future and trying to fix his autism, and simply enjoyed being present with my little boy, it brought both of us a sense of peace and well-being. When I let go of worry about my future with cancer, and focused on healing in the present moment, this also brought peace. Finally, the lesson I longed for was made clear to me by a little boy: the secret to well-being lies in being present!

Women in Business: Chef Leah Cohen, Pig & Khao

A graduate of the Culinary Institute of America (CIA) in Hyde Park, NY, Leah’s first position in a New York City kitchen was working for celebrated chef David Burke at Park Avenue Café. While at Park Avenue Café, Leah adapted David’s philosophy of utilizing the freshest seasonal ingredients and was encouraged to enroll in a Slow Food program based in Italy. After studying the intricacies of Italy’s diverse culinary landscape, Leah stayed on for an additional year in Sicily at Michelin-stared restaurant, La Madia, to focus on a cuisine that blends the bold and fresh flavors of the Mediterranean.

Upon returning to New York, Leah refined her craft at Eleven Madison Park under the tutelage of Chef Daniel Humm. Rising through the ranks from Garde Mangé to Chef de Partie, Leah was quickly promoted to a tourant between the fish and meat roasting stations. After working for a year at the four star restaurant, Leah traded in refined for rustic when she joined Anne Burrell at Centro Vinoteca in 2008. While working under Chef Burrell, Leah truly explored her love of Italian cooking, and also landed a spot on BRAVO’s hit television series, “Top Chef.” After a successful run on the show, and with national recognition, Leah returned to Centro Vinoteca as the restaurants Executive Chef, where she continued to explore her culinary creativity with an inventive Italian menu that attracted West Village locals and destination diners alike.

After a few years at Centro Vinoteca, Leah decided to take a sabbatical and spent a year traveling throughout Southeast Asia learning about her Asian heritage. One year later, Leah returned home to bring the bold flavors of Asian street food to New York, combining a culinary technique honed in New York’s top kitchens with the bold flavors found in the restaurants and food stalls of Hong Kong, Thailand, Vietnam, Philippines and Malaysia. Leah’s cooking is innovative and strikingly authentic, and is on display daily at Pig & Khao restaurant on the lower east side of NYC.

How has your life experience made you the leader you are today?
My parents worked all the time when I was growing up so it forced me to learn to cook for myself from a young age. I was also the captain of my basketball team in HS, as well as a group leader at the CIA, which taught me leadership skills that I still use today as the owner of my own restaurant.

How did your previous employment experience aid your position at Pig & Khao?
When I was Sous Chef at Centro Vinoteca, I was thrown into the fire unprepared and had to learn very quickly or else sink. It was there that I learned how to manage staff and other fundamentals of keeping order in the kitchen. Once I was promoted to Executive Chef, I learned more about how to develop menus, scheduling, food costs, etc. After some time at CV, I traveled around Southeast Asia, staging (apprenticeship) at BoLan, Nam and Bo Innovations, and then spent an additional year there learning more about the cuisine which fine tuned my SE Asian culinary skills and knowledge.

What have the highlights and challenges been during your tenure at Pig & Khao?
As far as challenges go, opening the restaurant was a lot of work. From staffing, to operations, including things like pipes bursting, the walk-in refrigerator, AC and stove hood breaking, the front gate not opening and people tagging the bathroom with Sharpies. But, the highlights far outweigh any of that and include the NY Times review being declared a Star Chef. The publics embrace and positive feedback has been overwhelming, too. When someone goes out of his or her way to tell me how great my food is, it makes my job worth it.

How did appearing on Top Chef change your career?
Well, I wouldn’t have the restaurant without it. It gave me visibility and confidence as a chef. The show forced me to challenge and push myself to be as creative as possible every day.

What skills did you take away from the program?
It taught me how to deal with stress, work under time constraints, how to be in front of a camera and how to take constructive criticism better. It was a very beneficial experience.

How do you maintain a work/life balance?
I love going to SoulCycle. Time with friends and family also keeps me grounded.

What do you think is the biggest issue for women in the workplace?
I personally have never felt that I’ve been treated differently in a kitchen because I’m a woman. However, I do think many women are underestimated in the kitchen solely because of their sex. But, if anything, I think being a woman working in a kitchen makes you tougher.

How has mentorship made a difference in your professional and personal life?
I haven’t had many in my life but I do take influence from those that I have worked with – they’ve helped shape me as a chef. I’m always happy to mentor those who reach out to me looking for guidance or assistance.

Which other female leaders do you admire and why?
Chef Anita Lo is a badass. She’s still present in the kitchen and her food is fantastic.

What are your hopes for the future of Pig & Khao?
To continue to be a neighborhood favorite for years to come. I also hope to expand to additional locations so that a wider audience can enjoy my food.

America Is Not a 911 Number

On a recent visit to Europe I was most struck by the latent and open anti-American sentiments that are contaminating the political elites across the continent. This is especially strange in a year when we commemorate the end of the Cold War, the ending of the divide across the continent, which would never have happened without the perseverance and determination of the United States.

The visit coincided with the celebration of the twenty-fifth anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall and the reunification of Germany. I was curious why the U.S. president was not there at the Brandenburg Gate with German Chancellor Merkel. Perhaps it would have caused a diplomatic, organizational and protocol avalanche, but it would have been the right thing to do. If my memory serves me well, the U.S. was the advocate and steadfast supporter of German reunification and helped overcome resistance by other major powers. Obama’s presence would have sent a strong message about the U.S. commitment to the transatlantic relationship and would have afforded the opportunity for Germany and the rest of Europe to demonstrate its collective gratitude. Whatever the reason for his absence, it was a missed opportunity.

In my discussions about the state of the transatlantic relationship, I have concluded that with the exception of the Baltic and Nordic countries, and Poland, Europeans do not have a sense of urgency to strengthen their security. The complacency of the past twenty-five years seems to continue. Russia is as a rule seen as a nuisance, a challenge at most, but rarely as a threat. Too many Europeans seem to have bought into Russian propaganda, which suggests the Ukraine “crisis” was in many ways justified, mainly caused by the expansion of NATO. In their view Russia was provoked by the West, meaning the United States. Even the shooting down by Russian backed rebels in Ukraine of Malaysia Airlines 17 was not enough to turn the public around. Too many do not seem to understand the long-term disruptive efforts of Russia, its strategy to divide and weaken Europe and thus the transatlantic relationship. It is key that Europe’s leaders stay on course when the next generation of sanctions are imposed.

Europeans take their freedoms for granted. But they shouldn’t. They do not like to be reminded of their weakness, of the responsibility they carry for their own security. The everlasting U.S. demand to Europeans to increase their defense budget is barely heard. Pledges are made by European allies and then forgotten. Creative ideas like “pooling and sharing” or “smart-defense” are great, but are becoming nothing more than thinly veiled disguises of the unwillingness to invest seriously in defense.

I was also surprised by the lack of understanding for the Transatlantic Trade and Investment Partnership (TTIP), as if this was primarily an American interest. The negotiations are going well. But in an air of anti-Americanism, even if the negotiations come to a conclusion as scheduled, the public and parliamentary support is not at all guaranteed. This is dangerous. The geopolitical consequences of a failed TTIP would be devastating, serving only those who would like to see the two sides of the Atlantic drift apart.

Europeans should be aware of the demographic changes taking place in America; soon the majority of Americans will have no European roots. The mood in America is changing and the next generation of politicians might just not want to pay for Europe’s security the same way their predecessors have been doing for the last 70 years. There is a growing sentiment in America that perhaps Europe, if it is so damn self-confident of its moral superiority over America, it should also be ready to foot the bill to support its own security.

Some European leaders recently declared bravely that they refuse to see the world as “black and white.” This is a clear reference to the United States. This is also nonsense. The issue is not whether we see things black and white or in sophisticated colors, but whether we see the true nature of the challenge.

Here is a small warning: the next president, democrat or republican might not be as easy on its allies and on burden-sharing as has been President Obama. She or he will almost certainly feel an obligation to show strong leadership for the West, and in so doing will be a lot tougher on its reluctant European brothers and sisters. Keeping America at arms- length, not too close but close enough, will not work forever.

The world is an unforgiving place. Its toleration for those who cannot or will not defend themselves, or stand up for their values and beliefs will not last forever. For now the US is there when and if we should need it, but Europe should not continue to count on America as a 911 number.