When a Vegan Gets Gout

“You have gout, my friend,” she said.

“I have what?”

It seemed impossible — I’d been vegan almost five years to the day my foot blew up. I’d heard of gout, sure, listening to Ben Franklin’s character sing, “A farmer, a lawyer, and a sage/A bit gouty in the leg” on the “1776” Broadway cast album. But I thought it was something kings in the 18th century contracted from overdoing the mutton.

According to the pamphlets my podiatrist gave me, though, gout is something some middle-aged people, mostly men, get from eating large amounts of red and organ meats, shellfish, consuming too much beer, not looking after their weight, or a combination thereof. None of this applied to me except the age thing. My blood test confirmed the doctor’s suspicions; monosodium urate monohydrate crystals had gathered at my ankle like unwanted relatives.

The cortisone allowed me to walk normally by the next morning and in my mind, the doctor had “fixed” the problem. But over the next three years I would suffer increasingly ferocious, unexpected attacks in both ankles, both big toes and both knees. The flare-ups sometimes lasted weeks despite flooding my body with as much water as I could hold, popping a daily crystal-busting allopurinol, and following a prescribed, puzzling diet.

No more quail or pigeon? Fine. But black beans, spinach, asparagus, raisins, chickpeas and hummus, all heart-healthy stuff I’d been eating for years, had to go, too. The first cortisone shot I got was also my last, not only because of my memory of that needle, but because cortisone, used long-term, can cause a variety of problems including damage to the cartilage near the injection and I am a very active person, or was when I got my first attack. There was nothing to do, finally, but shake hands with this new, unplanned and unwelcome Thing in my body, then fight it with everything I had.

I read all I could find about gout and pain management, following instructions to breathe, to be still, to “be with the pain,” to give it a name, a shape and a color — and to “center.” I got my daily exercise, too; when my knees, feet or ankles were swollen to three times their normal size, I used dumbbells to do curls, flies, military presses and other weighted exercises while seated on a bench, my cane on the floor next to me. I saw no choice — I had a life to live, articles to write, money to earn, songs to sing, family to see and friends to socialize with. I made no public announcement on any social network. I just felt I had to limp forward and not let gout destroy everything else in my life.

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/05/well/family/when-a-vegan-gets-gout.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

Great Barrier Reef Imperiled as Heat Worsens Die-Offs, Experts Say

SYDNEY, Australia — Scientists have again sounded the alarm about Australia’s imperiled Great Barrier Reef, saying that by the 2030s it could see devastating mass bleachings as often as every two years unless greenhouse gas emissions are drastically reduced.

“This would effectively sign the death certificate of one of the world’s largest living marine structures,” said Martin Rice, acting chief executive of the Climate Council, a publicly funded Australian research institute.

The Great Barrier Reef, the largest coral reef system on earth, was struck in 2016 and 2017 by massive die-offs of coral — caused by extreme ocean temperatures — that erased much of its dazzling color. Scientists said that while the reef would partly recover, it would never look the same again.

Nearly a third of the reef’s coral were killed, and the damage radically altered its mix of coral species, scientists said.

Until late in the 20th century, large-scale coral bleaching events around the world occurred about every 27 years, on average, the Climate Council said in a report published Thursday. Now, it said, the rate is once every six years.

If climate change is not curtailed, that timetable will continue to speed up, the report said. It warned that the Great Barrier Reef in particular could experience mass coral bleaching every two years by 2034, if current trends continue.

Mr. Rice said he was on the Great Barrier Reef last week with a team of scientists, who found that there had been a discernible drop in the amount of marine life since last year.

“It should serve as a serious warning signal for governments around the world to act now,” he said.

Scientists say intermittent underwater heat waves are intensifying, occurring more often and lasting longer because of climate change. That and broader, more permanent rising ocean temperatures are putting coral reefs at increased risk, they add.

The Climate Council report follows an April pledge by Australia’s government to spend tens of millions of dollars to try to reverse the damage to the Great Barrier Reef. Many environmentalists called the plan insufficient and said only a global solution to climate change would save it.

“Unless drastic action is taken, extreme coral bleaching will be the new normal by the 2030s,” said Lesley Hughes, a professor and ecologist at the Climate Council.

The reef brings many divers and other visitors to Australia, which relies on it for about 70,000 jobs and billions of dollars annually in tourism revenue.

The world’s longest mass coral bleaching started in the North Atlantic in 2014, and over the next few years spread to reefs as far as Guam and American Samoa.

“When the climate change is too fast for adaptation to keep up, then lots of things go extinct,” said Sean Connolly, a professor at the government-funded center for coral reef studies at James Cook University in Queensland. “That’s what we’re facing now.”

A version of this article appears in print on , on Page A7 of the New York edition with the headline: Deterioration of Great Barrier Reef Quickens. Order Reprints | Today’s Paper | Subscribe

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/04/world/australia/great-barrier-reef.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

How Many Teenage Girls Deliberately Harm Themselves? Nearly 1 in 4, Survey Finds.

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Rates of self-injury are even higher in parts of the United States, according to government data. Boys are half as likely to harm themselves.

ImageAn increase in self-injuries, especially among teenage girls, showed up in a survey of 65,000 high school students. CreditYoon S. Byun/The Boston Globe, via Getty Images

Up to 30 percent of teenage girls in some parts of the United States say they have intentionally injured themselves without aiming to commit suicide, researchers have found.

About one in four adolescent girls deliberately harmed herself in the previous year, often by cutting or burning, compared to about one in 10 boys.

The overall prevalence of self-harm was almost 18 percent.

“These numbers are very high for both genders — that surprised me,” said Martin A. Monto, a sociologist at the University of Portland and lead author of the new research.

Dr. Monto and his colleagues drew on data from a risk behavior survey administered by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention in 2015. Their report, published online in the American Journal of Public Health, included almost 65,000 public high school students in 11 states.

Most previous studies have examined self-harm among adolescents only in developed countries, in general, or in American adolescents admitted to a clinical setting.

[Read more: What to do when a love one is severely depressed.]

Delaware reported the lowest rates of deliberate injury: 6.4 percent among boys and 17.7 percent among girls. The highest rates were found among boys in Nevada (14.8 percent) and girls in Idaho (30.8 percent).

Adolescents of both sexes reported injuring themselves at rates above 20 percent in Idaho, Kentucky, Nevada and New Mexico. Girls reported self-injury at twice the rate of boys in all but two states.

The results varied by race. More than 20 percent of Native American students reported self-harm, followed by Hispanic, white and Asian students. Only 12 percent of black students reported self-injury.

The behavior also declined with age, from 19.4 percent among 14-year-olds to 14.7 percent among 18-year-olds.

There are wide gaps in researchers’ understanding of self-harm, Dr. Monto noted: “Is adolescence more difficult in some states than in others? What does it actually mean to them when they do it? How is the behavior learned and regarded differently in different cultures?”

Adolescent girls who participated in the survey were more likely than boys to report belonging to the L.G.B.T. community and having been sexually assaulted or bullied online. But males were more likely to report smoking and using drugs. All of those factors were at least somewhat linked with purposeful injury.

The C.D.C. only recently began asking adolescents about self-injury, so it is unclear whether there has been a significant uptick in prevalence over generations.

The practice is so widespread across both sexes that addressing it on a case-by-case basis — instead of as a public health problem — may be insufficient, the researchers said.

“Parents who deal with this often think their child is a clinical anomaly,” Dr. Monti said. “It’s certainly not a healthy behavior — it’s harmful. But if your child has done this, the data shows that it doesn’t make them an unusually ill person.”

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/02/health/self-harm-teenagers-cdc.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

Shirley Manson: The First Time I Cut Myself

I didn’t know I was a cutter until the first time I chose to cut. I didn’t even know it was a “thing.”

I had never heard the phrase “self-harm” back then, in the mid-80s in Scotland. There were no support groups for people like me or any progressive, sympathetic op-ed pieces about the practice of cutting in my local newspaper. It was something I came to naturally, privately, covertly. I didn’t tell a soul about it.

It was a secret. A secret that was mine to keep.

I was in my late teens, darkly in love with someone who wasn’t in love with me. I was having sex with multiple partners, experimenting with drugs and drinking copious, alarming amounts of alcohol. I would often fall foul of crushing depression, struggling to get out of my bed before 4 in the afternoon. Having flunked out of school, I had no set future in mind.

I was holding down a mindless part-time job at a teen fashion store, playing keyboards in a band more or less on the weekends and generally feeling pretty miserable about my lot in life.

I met a strange, tightly wound boy one night at a club called the Hoochie Coochie. He was tall and handsome and harbored some serious, unresolved anger issues toward women. I should have run for the hills, but I didn’t.

He refused to wear a condom when we had sex. He didn’t care how I managed our protection. “I’m not the one who is going to get pregnant,” he sneered. I resentfully went on the pill.

I grew to loathe him for his selfish sexism, but I continued to sleep with him anyway.

He started seeing other girls behind my back. I knew this was going on because I wasn’t stupid. For some inexplicable reason, not quite clear to me even now, I tolerated this peculiar, joyless relationship. I smoked a cigarette, dropped an Ecstasy and said nothing more to anyone about any of it.

It was around this period that I became an ardent fan of the local Edinburgh band the Finitribe, whose members often used the symbol of a fish to identify themselves and their fans.

I tied a small silver penknife in the shape of a fish onto the laces of my Dr. Martens. I thought it was cool to tie a little knife to my shoe. Most people found it a little odd.

I wore my hair in a rockabilly quiff. Painted my lips bright red. Wore seamed stockings hooked to a suspender belt, tight pencil skirts and soft, brightly colored cashmere sweaters.

I was acutely aware of the attention I attracted, but I was entirely uninterested in anyone who was ever interested in me. I wanted someone I couldn’t have and was otherwise completely paralyzed. I had a desire to speak but could not find my voice. I wanted to change the world for girls like me, girls who didn’t fit in or want to conform, but I didn’t know how or where to start.

And all of it drove me mad with rage.

My fury was such that I knew intuitively if I directed it at any one person, I would more than likely land myself in jail. It was a natural, practical step to turn that rage inward, toward myself.

The first time I cut myself, I was sitting on the edge of a bed inside my boyfriend’s flat.

It was late. He and I had been arguing for some time, our voices gradually becoming more and more raised. I was concerned that we might wake his flat-mates, and in a moment of utter exasperation, I reached across for my little silver penknife, pulled it from the lace of my shoe and ran the tiny blade across the skin of one ankle.

It didn’t hurt.

I did it again.

And then I did it again.

I looked dispassionately at the three thin red lines I had made and watched as tiny little bubbles of my blood oozed to the surface.

My boyfriend snorted in disdain and called me some nasty, misogynistic names before turning his back and immediately falling asleep. I felt somewhat elated, as I imagine a scientist might while working on an experiment that suddenly, after much persistence, has yielded favorable results.

In that room at that moment, I felt untouchable and powerful. I was a woman in charge.

More than that, I felt a warm surge of comfort and relief. Relief from the rage. A relief from the powerlessness. Something had happened that didn’t feel right, and here were lines of my blood to bear witness to it and speak of it on my behalf.

My silver pen knife, now discarded on the floor, glimmered in the soft yellow glow from an old Edinburgh streetlight shining in from outside the window.

I suddenly felt I was part of something much bigger than this stupid situation I had found myself in. To my mind, my life had just immediately become more grand and expansive. I was salved. The connection to my little silver fish was forged.

I had an enemy. I had a knife. And the future was ours.

The problem of course with any practice of self-harm is that once you choose to indulge in it, you get better, more efficient, at it. I started to hurt myself more regularly. The cuts got deeper. I hid the scars under my stockings and never breathed a word about it to anyone.

Fortunately for me, the incredibly unhealthy relationship ran its inevitable course. I started dating a loving, respectful person who also happened to be an incredible communicator. The cutting abruptly stopped.

It wasn’t until much later in my life, in the middle of a European tour in support of the second Garbage album, “Version 2.0,” that I experienced the strong impulse to hurt myself again, and the pull was as compelling as it had ever been.

I was under immense physical and mental pressure. I was a media “it” girl, and as a result I was lucky enough to be invited to grace the covers of newspapers and fashion magazines all over the world. Perversely, the downside of attracting so much attention was that I began to develop a self-consciousness about myself, the intensity of which I hadn’t experienced since I was a young woman in the throes of puberty.

I was suffering from extreme “impostor syndrome,” constantly measuring myself against my peers, sincerely believing that they had gotten everything right and I had gotten everything so very wrong.

The mental anguish I was inflicting on myself was extreme and drove me half out of my mind. In hysterical, extreme moments, I thought if I could just get my hands upon a tiny little knife it would bring some relief and I would be able to handle the stress.

Mercifully, most likely because of the rigorous demands of touring and an understanding that cutting myself was not something I really wanted to get back into, I managed to resist the compulsion to harm myself again. I muscled my way through the frustrations, the sick, unhealthy comparisons and the peculiar, destructive feelings that drove me to believe I wasn’t enough.

Today I try to remain vigilant against these old thought patterns.

I vow to hold my ground. I choose to speak up. I attempt to be kind, not only to myself but also to other people. I surround myself with those who treat me well. I strive to be creative and determine to do things that make me happy. I believe it is not what we look like that is important, but who we are. It is how we choose to move through this bewildering world of ours that truly matters. And when I struggle with my sense of self, as I often do, I summon to mind “The Layers,” a poem by the great Stanley Kunitz:

no doubt the next chapter
in my book of transformations
is already written.
I am not done with my changes.

And then I force myself to breathe.

Breathe in. Breathe out. I breathe in. I breathe out.

I leave the knife where it is.

I breathe again.

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/03/arts/music/shirley-manson-garbage-the-first-time-i-cut-myself.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

5 Cheap(ish) Things to Get You Started With Trail Running

Tired of running on blacktop and sidewalks, especially as the summer sun beats down? I have an idea: try trail running.

Trail running is of course running, but it’s stepping into a different world, one where there’s often trees, rocks, branches and boulders to avoid and/or run over. It’s more engaged and, for me, more fun, and when it’s 95 degrees outside, I’d much rather play in the woods than run in a straight line on a road.

You don’t need a ton of different gear to try trails — I’ve been running on trails for five years and have very little specialized gear. But a few small things can make the road — or trail — easier going, and safer too. In collaboration with Wirecutter, a New York Times company that reviews and recommends products, here are five cheap(ish) things to get you started with trail running.

Water bottle

You probably won’t find water fountains or a store selling bottled water in the middle of the woods, so in the summer, I always carry water with me. This isn’t just because it’s hot, but a safety issue too: I’ve gotten lost on trail runs, and being lost without water is not an appealing prospect.

Wirecutter has recommendations for hand-held bottles and waist packs.


Yes, a lot of trail running is done in the shade, but I’ve run many trail races where the course included open fields of full sun, and if you try mountain running that takes you above the tree line, that shade disappears. That’s why even with trail running, sunscreen is still a must.

Wirecutter’s pick is the Coppertone Ultra Guard Sunscreen Lotion SPF 70. I always keep a can of both sunscreen and bug spray in my car.

First aid kit

Because if you run on trails long enough, you will fall. My kit is a very basic CVS one that’s about the size of a trade paperback book and fits under the passenger seat of my car. One thing to keep in mind: Make sure your kit has tweezers. Why? Ticks. If you’re bitten by one, you want to pull it out as soon as possible.

Wirecutter recommends the Adventure Medical Kits Mountain Backpacker Kit.

Trail running shoes

Why is this on the cheap(ish) list? Because I’m going to tell you that you do not need to go out and buy new shoes if you’re just trying out trails. Your road running shoes will do just fine. Some runners never buy trail-specific shoes.

My advice: Run in your regular shoes, and see if you feel like you need something trail specific, which happened to me after running on the Bent Creek Trail in the Pisgah National Forest in North Carolina. The folks at Jus’ Running in Asheville, N.C., helped me pick out the perfect pair of trail running shoes.

Wirecutter recommends the Saucony Peregrine 7. Just remember that picking running shoes is a personal choice, so go with whatever works best for you.

Tall socks

Ankle-high socks may be flattering, but they won’t protect you from the branches and thorns that will reach out and try to grab your lower legs while you’re running on trails. I always wear socks that come above my ankles, often ones that come up to my calf or knee.

I wear a whole bunch of different brands, including Sock Guy, Swiftwick and CEP compression socks. My favorite pair is the not-quite-SFW pair, which are cycling socks from 8 Lumens. They’re a hit in trail races. It’s just that kind of crowd.

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“After testing the impact perspective-taking had on the accuracy of interpersonal judgments in 25 experiments, the researchers concluded, ‘If anything, perspective-taking decreased accuracy overall while increasing confidence in judgment.’”

A version of this article appears in print on , on Page A3 of the New York edition with the headline: Here to Help; 5 Cheap(ish) Things to Get You Started With Trail Running. Order Reprints | Today’s Paper | Subscribe

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/02/smarter-living/5-cheap-ish-things-to-get-you-started-with-trail-running.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

How to Clean Those Pesky Summer Stains

Summer is upon us, and with it trips to the pool and the beach, weekends spent at cookouts, and late night ice cream cone runs. Which, in turn, means sunscreen-stained shirt collars, smears of ketchup and mustard on pants, and ice cream dribbles down the front of sundresses.

School might be out, but there are still some science lessons to be learned when it comes to summer stains — and, of course, practical lessons for getting them out of your favorite summer duds!


The funny thing about sweat stains is that they don’t actually come from sweat — they’re caused by the aluminum found in most antiperspirants. Sweat, on its own, is a protein stain, which means that an enzyme-based stain remover — like Zout or Krud Kutter Sports Stain Remover — will reverse the soiling. Tempting though it may be to treat white shirts with chlorine bleach, resist! Chlorine bleach has a chemical reaction to protein stains that render them more yellow.

When it comes to removing that stubborn yellowing and cardboard-like texture that develops on the underarms of shirts, reach for an oxygen bleach, like OxiClean or Clorox Oxi Magic. For light soiling, oxygen bleach can be used directly in the wash alongside your regular detergent.

For darker, more set-in stains, soaking shirts for an hour up to overnight in a solution of oxygen bleach and water is recommended. Nota bene: Oxygen bleaches perform best when dissolved in hot water. If the shirts have developed that cardboardlike feel, scrubbing the fabric using a laundry brush periodically during the soaking process will help to slough off the buildup that’s causing the stiffness. A laundry brush needn’t be anything fancy — a nail brush or toothbrush will do the job.

Grass, dirt and mud

Grass, dirt and mud fall into the protein stain category. Think of mud as the sweat of the earth. (How’s that for a laundry mnemonic!)

The Zout and Krud Kutter products will work to treat grass, dirt and mud stains. Two other products, BIZ laundry detergent and Puracy Natural Stain Remover, are ones to look for as well.

Smaller stains can be treated with an enzyme-based pre-treatment product before washing as usual, but if a garment has gotten heavily soiled, soaking it in an enzyme-heavy detergent like BIZ for an hour or longer before laundering will increase the odds that the stains come out.

After laundering, be sure to check that the stains are fully eliminated before putting the clothes in the dryer, as the heat will set lingering stains. If stains do remain, wash the item again — sometimes it just takes a second go in the machine to remove grass, dirt and mud completely.


It’s time for some truly wild science.

There is a weird thing about sunscreen — or, more specifically, about one of the ingredients in most formulas, avobenzone. When it comes into contact with anything containing iron — like water — avobenzone will convert to what is, essentially, a rust stain. So that’s weird, right? But here’s something even weirder: Rust stains are allergic to both chlorine and oxygen bleaches, which will leave a sunscreen stain looking like orangish-pinkish splotches.

Avoid those products and treat sunscreen stains as you would a traditional rust stain, by using a rust stain remover like Carbona Stain Devils #9 Rust & Perspiration. Science sidebar! While rust and perspiration are not chemically similar stains, that formula works because what it’s treating is actually the aluminum stains from antiperspirant (remember those!).

But there’s another way, using just lemon juice and salt — as simple as that sounds, it really works. Rinse the stained part of the item with cool water, then lay it flat (you may want to put a small towel down so the surface in question doesn’t get stained by the water or lemon juice). Next, squeeze lemon juice on the stain and top it with an anthill-style mound of table salt. Leave it overnight, then brush away the salt and launder the garment as usual.

Ketchup, mustard and relish

Any cookout enthusiast has surely known this pain: biting into a hot dog or hamburger freshly dressed with ketchup, mustard and/or relish only to have a huge blob of the stuff go splat right down the front of your shirt.

When that happens, use a spoon or butter knife to lift the offending matter up and away from the fabric; then, if you have nothing else on hand, dab water on the remaining stain, which will begin to flush the fabric. Shout Wipes or hand sanitizer, if you have them, are great for treating stains caused by errant condiments — hand sanitizer has a high concentration of alcohol, which works well on many food stains when gently massaged into soiled fabric.

Of the three popular hot dog and hamburger condiments, mustard is the one you should most fear, especially if it’s classic yellow mustard, which gets its hue from turmeric. There isn’t much good news to share about turmeric stains, but oddly enough, the salt-and-lemon juice technique that works so well on rust stains is also fairly effective at treating mustard stains.

Berries and Popsicles

Ahhh the fruits, the dreaded, delicious fruits. Fresh berries and drippy, fruit-based summer foods like Popsicles will cause terrible stains — some of the worst ones out there! The good news, however, is that Wine Away, a product designed for treating red wine stains, can pull double and triple duty to remove other fruit stains like cranberry and blueberry.

Wirecutter, a New York Times company that reviews consumer products, notes that Caldrea Laundry Detergent was quite good at removing blueberry stains, though not much else.

Ice cream

Dairy is another funny stain, and here’s why: It should be treated only with cold or cool water, as hot water can cook the proteins found in milk and make dairy stains darker and more set.

As a protein stain, dairy should be treated with enzymes, but it’s also worth taking the type of ice cream into consideration. Shout is especially good on chocolate stains; a berry ice cream may be best treated using Wine Away; and stains from rainbow sprinkles may benefit from being treated with rubbing alcohol, which is great on food coloring stains.

Jolie Kerr is a cleaning expert, advice columnist and host of the podcast “Ask a Clean Person.”

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/30/smarter-living/mutard-ketchup-berry-dirt-grass-sweat-stains.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

A Look Back at Evel Knievel: A Daredevil Unafraid to Fail

It might seem hard to believe now, but there was a time when a cape-wearing man best known for crashing his motorcycle was one of the biggest names in American pop culture.

That name: Evel Knievel. With his signature patriotic jumpsuit and increasingly ambitious motorcycle jumps over buses, cars and sharks, the stuntman became one of the defining figures of the 1970s, simultaneously thrilling and putting the fear of death into sold-out audiences — in this case, the death they were afraid of was his.

To be fair, he didn’t always crash. But he was as famous for his fails — like the New Years Eve jump over the Caesar’s Palace fountain in Las Vegas in 1967 — as his successes, such as his 1971 jump over 18 Dodge Colts and a van at the Ontario Motor Speedway. The stunts, many of them presented on ABC’s “Wide World of Sports,” made him famous — spawning films, late night talk show appearances and merchandise for his burgeoning fan base. This success foreshadowed the multibillion dollar extreme sports industry.

Now one of that world’s biggest stars is paying tribute to the man, born Robert Craig Knievel, in a special for the History channel. On July 8, the motor sports competitor Travis Pastrana will attempt to recreate three of Knievel’s jumps on live television as part of “Evel Live”: Caesar’s Palace; a failed attempt to clear 13 double-decker buses at Wembley Stadium in London; and a successful jump over 50 stacked cars at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. (All of Mr. Pastrana’s jumps will take place in Las Vegas.)

“He wanted to put on a show,” Mr. Pastrana said of Knievel’s allure. “He said he was going to do something. Even if the bike wasn’t fast enough or if it was too big, he did it anyway.”

The Coliseum stunt, in 1973, was Knievel’s first appearance on “Wide World of Sports,” one of seven jumps he attempted on the program. (Two of them were, to be charitable, unsuccessful.) Five of those jumps were among the 20 most-viewed segments in the history of the show.

“The way television was then really helped him out,” Leigh Montville, the author of “The High-Flying Life of Evel Knievel: American Showman, Daredevil and Legend,” said in an interview. “There were three television networks and that was about it. If you didn’t get on those three networks, you were out in the woods.”

Here is a look at three notable moments of Knievel’s career, including two of the ones Mr. Pastrana will recreate (hopefully with more success):

Caesars Palace (1967)

Until New Years Eve 1967, Knievel had mostly performed in front of small crowds. This was the event that put him on the map — perhaps ironically, because he failed spectacularly. He was attempting to, with a Triumph motorcycle, jump the fountain at Caesars Palace in Las Vegas in front of his largest crowd to date. Amazingly, Knievel landed the gig via a con. He repeatedly called the owner of Caesars, Jay Sarno, pretending to be lawyers and businessmen asking when the jump was. Finally, Knievel called pretending to be his own representative — and threatened to sue Sarno for using his name without permission to promote an event he knew nothing about. This got Knievel a meeting with Sarno, and a real event.

Knievel fell short on the jump and suffered several broken bones, including a crushed pelvis. But the moment became immortalized in pop culture because footage of the event, shot by the actress Linda Evans, went the 1967 equivalent of viral. ABC repeatedly played the video — setting the stage for Knievel’s rise to household fame.

“That was the catalyst to his whole career,” Mr. Montville said.

Snake River Canyon (1974)

This jump was actually supposed to occur at the Grand Canyon in the late 1960s, but the Department of the Interior repeatedly denied Knievel permission. Instead, he settled for a privately-owned 300-acre section of the Snake River Canyon in Idaho for his most eye-popping jump to date. The jump — which spanned a mile — was set for the afternoon of Sept. 8, 1974. It was boosted by the boxing promoter Bob Arum.

“It was a closed-circuit event,” Mr. Montville said. “People went to theaters and arenas to watch this thing. In their publicity, they said Elvis was going to come, and the Pope was going to come. Nobody came, really.”

As soon as Knievel took off in his special steam-powered rocket, his parachute malfunctioned, sending him toward rocks below in the middle of the chasm. What was billed as a spectacle turned out to be a dud.

But the attempt remained an object of fascination. In 2016, a Hollywood stuntman, Eddie Braun, recreated Knievel’s jump with a rocket he named “Evel Spirit,” designed by the engineer Scott Truax. (Mr. Truax’s father, Robert, designed Knievel’s rocket.) Mr. Braun landed safely on the other side of the canyon.

Wembley Stadium (1975)

Knievel needed to make a big splash after the disappointment at Snake River Canyon, so he went overseas to Britain. In front of almost 100,000 attendees at Wembley (and ABC’s national television audience), he tried to clear 13 double-decker buses.

“He was kind of used up in America so he thought, how could he sell himself again?” Mr. Montville said. “Nobody knew who he was when he got there, but he created such a demand with the English press.”

He came this close to landing it, but Knievel hit the 13th bus and was launched over his handlebars. Once he landed, he continued rolling — and eventually the motorcycle rolled onto him as well. Miraculously, he survived. Knievel fractured his vertebrae and was carried off in a stretcher. But before he could reach the ambulance, he stopped and addressed the audience.

“Ladies and gentlemen of this wonderful country,” Knievel said, “I have to tell you that you are the last people in the world who will see me jump. Because I will never, ever, ever jump again. I’m through.”

He then eschewed the stretcher and walked off on his own accord. And his retirement didn’t last.

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/29/arts/television/evel-knievel-travis-pastrana.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

What to Do if You Spill on Your Laptop

Once the device is off and you’re sure the area is safe, you’re ready to do some cleanup.

Turn It Upside Down and Let It Drain

Take a dry cloth and wipe up any excess liquid from the surface of the laptop — especially near the keyboard, vents or ports — and open the lid as far back as it will go. Turn the laptop upside down, put it over a towel or something absorbent, and let the water drain out of it. You don’t have to open the laptop if you aren’t comfortable doing so, but if you are, remove the backplate and wipe off the components with a lint free cloth before letting it sit to drain.

“I tell people to leave it 24 hours if you can,” Mr. Silverman said. “That’s ideal. If you don’t have the time, I’d say a minimum of four hours. Even though it seems dry, these parts do absorb a lot of water, so that just gives it time to dissipate any liquid.” The longer you can let it sit, the better. But if you absolutely have to use your laptop for work, Mr. Silverman said their testing shows four hours to be a pretty decent amount of time.

And despite what you may have heard, open-air drying is best in these situations — both Ms. Clapp and Mr. Silverman recommend against putting your device in a bowl of rice. “Rice doesn’t do much in the way of fixing a spill,” Mr. Silverman warns. Instead, “What winds up happening is that you have to do more work in cleaning out rice, which could pop some of the components. It really doesn’t work, and if anything, it could harm the system in the future.”

Take It to a Repair Shop

At this point, you could plug the laptop back in and turn it on. In many cases, it should boot back up again. But Ms. Clapp said you should probably take it to a professional repair shop, just in case.

“Just because something works after you dried it out doesn’t mean it’s fixed,” she said. “Once the fluid intrudes, even after it’s dried, it can leave behind minerals that carry electricity where it doesn’t belong — causing increased corrosion damage over time.” This is especially crucial if you spilled something other than water — like soda or coffee — since those will undoubtedly leave damaging residue behind. A good repair shop will clean the components with powerful solvents or ultrasonic cleaning machines that do a very thorough job.

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/29/smarter-living/what-to-do-if-you-spill-on-your-laptop.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

Ebola Outbreak in Central Africa Is ‘Largely Contained’

After a rapid response by health agencies and the rollout of a new vaccine, an Ebola outbreak in the Democratic Republic of Congo has been declared “largely contained” by the World Health Organization.

The outbreak was the first in which health authorities deployed a Merck vaccine field-tested in the waning days of the huge 2014 epidemic in West Africa.

More than 3,200 people were vaccinated in Congo; they included front-line health care workers, as well as family members and friends who had been in contact with known Ebola victims.

None of those vaccinated became ill, the Congolese health ministry said.

As of Tuesday, 53 cases that were laboratory-confirmed or considered “probable” had been detected, and 29 patients had died, according to the ministry. Although suspected cases continue to be reported, none have been confirmed by a laboratory since June 6.

As of Wednesday more than 1,500 contacts of the confirmed or probable cases had been followed for 21 days and had not displayed Ebola symptoms, the W.H.O. said. Three weeks is considered the maximum incubation period for the infection.

Nonetheless, the outbreak will not officially be declared over until at least one more 21-day incubation period has passed, and the Congolese health ministry will continue surveillance after that.

Some men who recover from Ebola retain virus in their semen for weeks and can pass it on through sex, although that has never triggered a large outbreak.

The outbreak appears to have begun with a cluster of 21 cases of illness and 17 deaths in April in the remote Ikoko-Impenge rural area. It was officially declared an Ebola outbreak on May 8, when lab testing done in Kinshasa, Congo’s capital, confirmed that two patient samples had the virus.

This was the ninth Ebola outbreak in Congo since the disease was first discovered in 1976, but it was brought under control in seven weeks even though cases quickly reached a major city — Mbandaka, a river port with over 1 million people.

Only four cases were found in Mbandaka, and the vaccine was rolled out there almost immediately. It took much longer to get the vaccine to scattered villages that could be reached only by motorcycle.

The W.H.O. deployed 258 experts to fight the outbreak. Three mobile laboratories and four treatment centers were set up; three centers were run by Doctors Without Borders, and the fourth by the medical charity Alima, the Alliance for International Medical Action.

Four experimental treatments for Ebola were sent to the region: ZMapp, which was tried in West Africa; GS-5734, an antiviral drug; and two monoclonal antibodies, REGN-EB3 and Ma b114. But the outbreak waned before definitive clinical trials could be run.

Sixty children were orphaned in Congo. Twenty-four people were cured, and a follow-up clinic for them was established.

Donors provided four ambulances, numerous motorcycles and megaphones, and thousands of bleach tablets. Dozens of educational talks explaining the disease were organized.

About 115 routes by which residents might leave the area and spread the virus were mapped, but intensive surveillance looking for feverish or obviously ill persons could be set up at only 30 of them, the W.H.O. said.

Donors gave $34 million toward stopping the outbreak. The W.H.O. initially spent $4 million from its emergency fund and asked for $26 million; as the outbreak expanded, the organization sought $57 million.

A version of this article appears in print on , on Page D3 of the New York edition with the headline: Ebola Outbreak in Central Africa Is in Decline. Order Reprints | Today’s Paper | Subscribe

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/06/28/health/congo-ebola-vaccine.html?partner=rss&emc=rss

Preventing Suicide Among College Students

“Seeking help is a sign of strength,” said Timothy Marchell, director of the Skorton Center for Health Initiatives at Cornell University. “It’s normal for many students to struggle, and they should know there are people on campus who can help.”

Almost every college and university has a campus counseling center to which students are supposed to be referred if a faculty member believes they are in a downward spiral academically or emotionally. Sometimes, for ongoing services, students will be referred to outside therapists.

And the incidence and potential for crises mounts annually. According to the National College Health Assessment, there’s been a dramatic increase in the number of students suffering from depression — to 40.2 percent last year nationwide from 32.6 percent in 2013. Likewise, during that same period, there has been an increase in those thinking about suicide, to 11.5 percent from 8.1 percent, and those attempting suicide, to 1.7 percent from 1.3 percent, during the same period. About one student in 12 has a suicide plan.

For the seventh year in a row, college counseling centers report an increase in the number of students seeking treatment who represent “threat-to-self,” according to this year’s report from the Center for Collegiate Mental Health.

Many institutions of higher learning are struggling to keep up with the demand. For example, Cornell Health Counseling and Psychological Services, which provided care for the 13 percent of Cornell University students experiencing debilitating depression, stress and anxiety in 2005-6, counseled 21 percent of the student population in 2016-17. They have also added 10 full-time employees, for a current total of 32 counselors to provide the needed services for 14,500 undergraduates and 7,000 graduate students, a better-than-average ratio.

The university has also created a “Caring Community” with a website that directs students to help, including emergency services, for all kinds of health-related issues.

One link under “Notice and Respond” directs anyone concerned about another student to potentially lifesaving information. It lists 13 signs of distress, from “falling behind and missing classes” to “impulsivity and unnecessary risk-taking” to “verbal or written threats of suicide, or expressions of hopelessness or a wish to die.” It also provides guidance on how to respond in a caring manner, noting that the only real risk is doing nothing.

[1] https://www.nytimes.com/2018/07/02/well/preventing-suicide-among-college-students.html?partner=rss&emc=rss