Ebola drug trial starts in Liberia

(BURSA) — Drugs vaccines and blood stream products are increasingly being attempted in the disease

An attempt from the potential drug to cope with Ebola has started inside a Medecins Sans Frontieres center in Liberia

The antiviral brincidofovir continues to be examined on Ebola patients around the voluntary basis Individuals who dont accept into it receive standard care

Oxford College scientists leading the research say initial solutions are required over the following handful of several days

Research including the same drug favipiravir  began in Guinea in December

We are trying a number of approaches at the same time as there’s basically a brief proper window to tackle this virus

More than 8000 people have left from Ebola throughout this outbreak most inside the worst-affected nations of Guinea Sierra Leone and Liberia

While numerous experimental drugs including brincidofovir and favipiravir are actually given by having an random compassionate basis inside the a year ago none has yet shown to operate in the virus in scientific human tests

A massive worldwide effort  such as the planet Health Organization MSF drug companies the Wellcome Trust together with other global health organisations  aims to fast track remedies that have been acknowledged as potential options

Prof Peter Horby one of the chief scientists at Oxford College mentioned: Carrying out studies of investigational drugs during the time of the humanitarian crisis can be a new experience for people essentially we are going to not fail individuals of West Africa

We are trying a number of approaches at the same time as there’s basically a brief proper window to tackle herpes through the outbreak

Scientists at Oxford say brincidofovir was selected as it is effective against Ebola-infected cells in labs remains considered safe in than 1000 patients in tests against other infections and is given easily just like a tablet

Researchers goal to recruit more than 100 people and may compare dying rates within the center pre and publish the trial

Another antiviral drug favipiravir being examined with the French National Institute of Health was already familiar with treat influenza

It’s presented to all patients who receive care within the MSF treatment facility in Gueckedou Guinea and early solutions are required inside a few several days time

Scientists are testing other drugs and remedies

Oxford College and also the organization Tekmira aspire to setup an additional study from the potential treatment which aims to eliminate the genetic code in the virus referred to as TKM-Ebola

Another approach is to apply blood stream plasma from patients who’ve retrieved within the disease Tests from the they’re under strategies by Guineas capital introduced with the Antwerp Institute of Tropical Medicine Laser treatment can also be presented to the British nurse Pauline Cafferkey in hospital london

And tests including three separate vaccines designed to prevent people from acquiring the condition are happening in Europe Uk US and Mali

But while a number of pharmaceutical attempts are increasingly being made to tackle herpes experts say other techniques  including early and sufficient hydration and diet  are important

American planned attacks in Israel

Israeli police did not say whether Adam Everett Livix had identified any specific targets

An American being held in Israel on weapons charges has told investigators he was considering attacking Muslim holy sites, Israeli police say.

Adam Everett Livix, a Christian wanted in the US on drugs charges, was arrested last month after an undercover agent discovered the alleged plot.

Weapons and ammunition stolen from the Israeli army were found at his home.

Mr Livix’s lawyer said the Israeli authorities were exaggerating the security implications of the case.

His arrest comes with tensions between Israelis and Palestinians running high because of a dispute over access to a major holy site in Jerusalem known to Jews as the Temple Mount and Muslims as al-Haram al-Sharif.

Mr Livix was charged on Monday with conspiring with his roommate, an Israeli soldier, to steal 1.4kg (3lb) of explosives from the Israeli army and being in the country illegally.

The Israeli authorities said the 30-year-old Texan was believed to have arrived in the Palestinian territories in 2013.

At first he lived in Hebron and Bethlehem in the occupied West Bank, where he was allegedly asked by a Palestinian if he would be willing to assassinate US President Barack Obama during a visit to the region. Mr Livix refused the request, according to police.

Mr Livix moved to Israel a year and a half ago, after which he passed himself off to Israeli acquaintances as a US Navy Seal commando.

He also told them “about his negative opinions towards the Arab population in Israel and his desire to cause harm to Muslim holy sites in Israel”, the indictment said, something he subsequently allegedly admitted during questioning by the police and security services.

A court has ordered that Mr Livix be remanded in custody and be sent for a psychiatric assessment before entering a plea.

Mr Livix’s lawyer, Gal Wolf, complained that he had been denied access to legal counsel for eight days after his arrest on 19 November, and that hearings were held without a lawyer being present.

East Germany’s trade in human beings

Daniela Walther with her parents after the move to West Germany in 1969

(bursa eskort) — People who tried to escape from East Germany during the Cold War could be shot, jailed and tortured. But the government was so short of money that some ended up being secretly sold – to West Germany, the country most of them had been trying to reach in the first place.

“I found myself at a police station on my own. The counter seemed so high because I was only a little girl and I remember the policeman asking: ‘Why are you not crying?’ I think about his words now and ask myself: ‘Yeah, why wasn’t I crying?’ I suppose I was in shock.”

Daniela Walther recalls the night she was caught trying to flee East Berlin. It was 13 August 1961. She was five years old.

Two days earlier her father, Karl-Heinz Prietz who was a reporter at a teaching magazine, had come home with a tip-off that the authorities in the German Democratic Republic (GDR) were going to close the border between communist East Berlin and capitalist West Berlin.

“He knew they were going to build a wall,” says Walther, referring to the Berlin Wall, which fell 25 years ago, on 9 November 1989.

Knowing it would be all but impossible to move to West Berlin after the barrier was erected, Walther’s father convinced her mother to flee right away.

“She was reluctant to give up her teaching job – teaching was her raison d’etre – but she agreed,” says Walther.

My father told us where to go, where we would try to cross, and we waited for him in this allotment. We stayed there on the night of 11 August, sleeping in somebody’s shed. I remember my mother agonising and telling me to be quiet. I felt afraid

The following evening her father came and led them to what he thought was a weak spot in the border, which was already quite heavily patrolled. He went ahead and called for my mother to follow, but she froze – she didn’t have the courage. I remember standing next to her, listening to my dad calling

And then the guards appeared. They came out of the darkness and arrested my father They took him away I didn’t see him for another eight years she says

Walther and her mother were also arrested and taken to a police station. Her mother was sentenced to nine months in prison for being an accomplice to the escape attempt and Walther was sent to live with her grandparents in the village of Stockhausen.

Being the daughter of someone who tried to cross the border was worse than being the daughter of a murderer she says.

My grandparents said If anyone asks, tell them you’re the daughter of Lilo who was my aunt in West Germany

Walther adjusted quickly to her new life. I was actually very happy. My grandparents had lots of animals, including a dog, and because of collectivisation everything was open – there was no private land or fences – so I used to go off exploring

Walther even taught herself to ski. “I found my father’s skis, which were far too big for me, and I learned to ski in the orchard – which was probably quite dangerous,” she says.

When her mother was released from prison the pair moved to Potsdam, where their relationship became fraught. My mother was really quite unstable recalls Walther. She distracted herself by enrolling in the army’s horse acrobatics team, and performing in the breaks at equestrian events.

Meanwhile, East Germany’s economy was in free fall. Many skilled workers and intellectuals had fled and the Soviet Union was stripping the country of its resources. By 1964 the fiscal situation had become so dire that the authorities developed a scheme to sell political prisoners to West Germany. They called it haeftlingsfreikauf.

Between 1964 and 1989 some 33,755 political prisoners and 250,000 of their relatives were sold to West Germany, for a sum totalling 3.5bn Deutschmarks says historian and author, Andreas Apelt

Both sides had an interest in the business the GDR because it needed Western currency and the West because it wanted to save people from the inhumane prisons of the GDR

Prisoners were also traded for commodities such as coffee, copper and oil.

However, neither side wanted the public to find out – the GDR because it didn’t want to appear weak and West Germany because it didn’t want to be seen supporting the communist regime.

So the operation remained clandestine – people were traded in darkened nooks of the underground railway, the U-Bahn, or sent across the border in buses with revolving license plates. The number plates would switch at the checkpoints, so as not to arouse suspicion on the other side.

In 1968, a price for Walther’s father, Karl-Heinz Prietz, was negotiated. “He’d been in prison for eight years. He was tortured – he didn’t explain the methods, but they destroyed his health. I don’t think he saw daylight for years she says.

While locked away, Prietz had spent hours writing down the bedtime stories he had once recounted to his daughter. “He invented stories about two bears called Bumsi and Plumsi, who had lots of adventures she says. In prison he continued to write these stories in old exercise books – there was a huge pile of them.”

However, prisoners weren’t allowed to leave East Germany with anything except their clothes, so he sent the books to his wife for safe keeping

Once Prietz was settled in West Berlin, a deal was made for Walther and her mother to follow

I really didn’t want to go – I wanted to stay in East Germany with my grandparents – but the deal was for wife and daughter she says. I think they paid 100,000 Deutschmarks for us

When the time came to pack their bags, her mother said there was no space for her father’s story books. She didn’t bring them with us. She said there wasn’t enough room, even though we took all this other junk. I have never forgiven her says Walther.

The two of them were taken across the border via Bahnhof Friedrichstrasse, a railway station on the frontier between East and West Berlin. It was 1969 and Daniela was 13 years old.

My friend Gudrun came with us to say goodbye. I was very sad to leave her. She said she would come and visit when she was 60, because you were allowed to leave East Germany when you were 60

After bidding farewell to Gudrun, Walther and her mother were interrogated by the secret services of the UK, France and the US, which controlled West Berlin. They asked all these questions and I remember thinking Sorry my life is so boring says Walther.

My father was waiting for us on the other side. I didn’t recognise him, which was very painful for him. He was crying Having been so young when they were separated, Walther felt more upset about losing her friend.”

Life in West Berlin didn’t work out for the reunited family. Walther’s parents split up and she had difficulty adapting to the unfamiliar school system.

When you’re a child, school is the centre of your world and I hated it, she says. I went from being top of the class in East Germany to being at the bottom. My language teacher told me I would never get to grips with English

Determined to prove her teacher wrong, Walther persuaded her father to pay for her to attend a language school the UK. I was the apple of his eye – he would have done anything for me she says. So in 1972 Walther arrived in the UK and before long went on to study languages at Goldsmiths College in London. In her second year she met her husband, Bill, with whom she had two children. Framed pictures of Berlin adorn the walls of their south London home

Walther, now 59 and a teacher like her mother, is glad she left East Germany. It was for the best  otherwise I wouldn’t have come to the UK, met Bill or moved to London, which is a city I love she says. “But if I had stayed, then I would have made a good life over there. People were well looked after and I agreed with the principles of the state – I still do  just not all the spying and oppression

Although she disapproves of the idea of selling prisoners, she understands why it happened. It was pretty mercenary of the East Germans, but they were being bled dry by the Russians she says.For West Germany it was a humanitarian effort

Walther’s died in 1996, followed by her mother in 2010. After that night at the border their relationship never recovered. She just couldn’t decide says Walther And that’s what ruined them

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My grandpa was ‘unaccompanied minor’ to U.S.–in 1907

Texas Gov. Rick Perry announced Monday, July 21, that he will deploy up to <a href=’http://www.cnn.com/2014/07/21/politics/perry-national-guard-border/index.html?hpt=po_t1′>1,000 National Guard troops</a> to the Texas-Mexico border, where tens of thousands of unaccompanied minors from Central America have crossed into the United States this year. Perry also wants President Obama and Congress to hire an additional 3,000 border patrol agents to eventually replace the temporary guard forces. “I will not stand idly by,” Perry said. “The price of inaction is too high.”

Editor’s note: Philip Kasinitz is a presidential professor at the Graduate Center, City University of New York. He is the co-author of “Inheriting the City: The Children of Immigrants Come of Age” (with Mary Waters, John Mollenkopf and Jennifer Holdaway) published in 2008.

(CNN) — The situation along the U.S. southern border is complicated. There are no easy answers to the problem of thousands of desperate children, many unaccompanied minors, fleeing chaos, violence and governmental collapse in Central America.

Yet seeing some of my fellow Americans jeering busloads of frightened children and hearing commentators dismiss these children as someone else’s problem has left me wondering exactly what kind of country we have turned into, and how quickly we forget our own history.

My grandfather arrived on Ellis Island in 1907 as an unaccompanied 9-year-old from an impoverished small town in what is now Belarus. The situation he fled was probably less dire than that of many of the Central Americans arriving today. But it was bad enough.

His father had died. His widowed mother’s only alternative to destitution was a quick remarriage, but the presence of the strong-willed boy was a serious impediment to her prospects. So little Chaim was farmed out to his elderly grandmother, for whom he was clearly too much to handle. He continually ran away from home and school, sometimes for days at time.

Chaim became a kind of unlikely Jewish mascot of a local gang of non-Jewish teens. With a child’s unerring instinct of how to get under the skin of his new, strictly observant stepfather, he began to eat pork with his rough companions.

Decades later he would recall his days as a freedom-loving village hooligan with a mischievous grin, but it does not take much historical imagination to understand why the adults around him were terrified. Political violence, anti-Semitic pogroms, criminal gangs and violent state repression were all on the rise in the waning days of the Russian empire. In this dangerous, chaotic time, Chaim must have seemed headed for certain disaster.

The local rabbi was consulted and a course of action was recommended: Send the incorrigible little delinquent off to live with his late father’s cousins in America — a land so full of incorrigible delinquents that one more would scarcely be noticed.

Chaim arrived at Ellis Island penniless and alone. Social workers kept him there until they found a cousin willing to claim him. It didn’t take, however. Sixty years later he told me this cousin had a big beard and reminded him of the teachers and rabbis back in the shtetl that he had run away from in the first place. Whatever the real reason, by age 11 he had run away from the cousin, too, and was more or less on his own for good.

Early days in America were not auspicious. He wandered the streets of New York’s Lower East Side and Brownsville, sleeping in a stable and working for pennies by helping out teamsters on their wagons. In his late teens he became a boxer — never very good — and a bouncer at a saloon.

Only 5-foot-2, he acquired the nickname of “Little Frenchy” a tribute to a street brawler named Frenchy whose fighting style he emulated. The name stuck for the rest of his life. He did stints in orphanages and reformatories and a short one in adult jail, when he lied about his age to avoid the juvenile authorities.

And yet, from this unpromising beginning, an American family sprang. After this rocky start — Frenchy, like many thousands of other one time “unaccompanied minors” — eventually became a very solid American.

He volunteered for the U.S. Army during World War I and became an American citizen. After the war he started a small moving business that grew to be modestly successful, employing about a dozen men. He married a U.S.-born girl whose family came from his hometown. Together they ran the business, raised two sons who later served in the U.S. military and went on to successful careers.

Frenchy and his wife lived to see their grandchildren, who eventually became reasonably decent and productive Americans. And, much to the annoyance of those grandchildren, my grandparents also became knee-jerk patriots, loudly supporting all things American even at the height of the Vietnam War.

Not knowing his real birthday, Frenchy always listed July 4 as his date of birth.

He voted, joined civic groups and paid taxes. Indeed, one of my father’s favorite stories about my grandfather concerned a year in the late 1940s when his accountant told him that after depreciation on his trucks and various other deductions, he owed no federal tax. Frenchy would have none of it. To the accountant’s horror, he insisted on writing a check for the same amount he had paid the previous year.

America had taken him in when he was a hungry, frightened child. Whatever his shortcomings, America had allowed him to prosper by the sweat of his brow. Now a successful man, he was not going to hide behind some accountant’s tricks and shirk his duty to pay his fair share. Paying his share was what a man did. It was what an American did. While he never lost his youthful distaste for organized religion, he had an almost religious belief in the essential goodness of his adopted homeland.

And yes, Frenchy escort broke the rules and occasionally some laws to get here and survive here. If that is a contradiction, it is the kind of contradiction that animates many bursa American lives. That is the kind of country we are, and for the most part, it’s worked out pretty well.

I wonder how many people screaming at frightened children in Murrieta, California, have an ancestor with a similar story. I wonder why so many Americans have forgotten their history. And I wonder, if they are allowed to stay, what sort of Americans will the brave, resilient children on those buses someday become?

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