Editor’s Note

Trump may have the bluster, but the mullahs know they hold the cards.

These Palestinian filmmakers didn’t need any excuse to crush an artist. All they needed to know was that Lapid was Israeli. Never mind that he supports boycotting the country they hate.

Only humans can create things from scratch. Machines are brilliant at taking that “scratch” and running with it, but if there’s no human content in its digital brain, a machine is useless in front of a blank page.

I’ve been a sports nut my whole life, so it was no big deal to be up in the middle of the night to follow a major sporting event.

For about an hour or two, you’re asked to absorb centuries upon centuries of kings, armies, religions and empires taking turns trying to control the center of the world.

Maybe it’s because our 250th birthday is right around the corner. Or maybe it’s a statement of defiance, a way of telling Jew-haters I’m giving them the very opposite of what they want.

Israelis seem to have a special affinity for that electric energy of the here and now. Maybe that is how the country has made it this far— millions and millions of “What do we do now?”

I was no longer on my laptop writing about Israel-hatred. I was on a street corner confronting that hatred. If I could write in my columns about the need for a winning attitude, this was now my chance to show it.