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I don’t know- maybe I should make this an annual letter.

I was reading the Washington Post and discovered that Unilever is changing its policy. It will no longer be using folks to promote their products, these so-called “influencers”. First, because these influencers often pay to have folks follow them, as such improving their rating as influencers. And, secondly, many of these folks get paid to write their “celebrity” endorsements.

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Modern Day Don Quixotes?

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There are a bunch of interesting fellows (and gals) that populate my synagogue.   Today, I will be talking about some facts from a book written by one such member- who actually is also a professor at UVA.  (I love the fact that someone else besides me considers that a local drive; I did the reverse, living in Charlottesville and commuting to my professorship in DC decades ago.)

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Born Free, like a river flowing free

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A few years (OK a few decades) ago, I worked out the concept and kinetics for a chemical reaction that prevented the hemolysis of dialysis patients’ blood. It turns out that the process was also perfect for fishery authorities in the Northwest; allowing them to preserve the health and safety of salmon as they make their mad dash to the sea. (The rivers were “accepting” treated wastewater that was replete with chlorine; using ascorbic acid is a quick and effective way of tying up the free chlorine that hemolyzed blood and harmed salmon)

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LXXXIII

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Having lived in Charlottesville for more than a decade (and Ann Arbor and Cambridge before that), I had become used to not donning a suit or sport jacket when going to shul (synagogue). As a matter of fact, in Charlottesville, where about 1/3 of the congregants were native Israeli’s going to UVA, many folks going to shul didn’t even wear “nice clothes”- jeans (not torn, of course) and slacks for women were de rigeur.

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