A gang of fleeing bank robbers decided to give the residents of South Central Los Angeles a bit of economic stimulus Wednesday morning by tossing wads of cash out of the window of their getaway vehicle, and although TV news anchors and reporters tried to put a socially acceptable spin the actions of the Robin Hood gangstas, those on the street saw it in a complete different light as many of them rushed into the street to scoop up the Benjamins. “Deshawn,” who said he did not grab any of the robbers’ stolen money, told KTLA-5’s reporter Elizabeth Espinoza he saw this morning’s shower of cash as “neighborhood stimulus.” Added Deshawn: “We all need it. If you had seen it, what would you do?” he asked the reporter rhetorically. “If you saw money flying out, you would do the same thing they did, especially if you’re in a time of need.”

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Since it’s Mother’s Day tomorrow, I’ve been thinking of my mom a lot. It’s terrible to admit, but I don’t think about her much anymore; it’s been 14 years since she passed and an eternity since we were really close.

But this year, the memory of her nori musubi is so vivid. NO ONE, I mean no one, made a nori musubi like my mom.

As a seven-year-old, I imagined I was eating one of her nori musubi just before I regained consciousness following a boyhood injury. I remember actually tasting the slightly salty nori and the hot rice and the sour umeboshi tucked inside. I swear I could even smell it. But when I opened my eyes, all that was there was an intravenous tube in my arm and the better part of my extended family standing around the bed.

It was like magic: Brought back to life by a weird-looking, triangle-shaped, seaweed-covered rice ball, lovingly formed by the hands of my mother.


TEHRAN, Iran—The parents of imprisoned journalist Roxana Saberi rushed to their dispirited daughter’s side this week only to learn Wednesday that instead of the early release they had hoped for, the Iranian judiciary has formally charged her with spying for the United States, a crime punishable by death.

“She had been carrying out espionage activities… under the cover of a journalist… and she has accepted the accusations,”  Iran’s ISNA news agency quoted Judge Haddad as saying. It gave only his last name.

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