
Freedom’s Unfinished Journey
The seder table itself is a model of radical welcome: we are told explicitly to invite the stranger, to make room for those who ask questions and for those who do not yet know how to ask.

The seder table itself is a model of radical welcome: we are told explicitly to invite the stranger, to make room for those who ask questions and for those who do not yet know how to ask.

For students at Jewish schools, armed guards, security gates, and ID checks are now woven into the rhythm of daily life.

As Donald Trump continues to struggle to explain his goals there, his backers have begun casting about for scapegoats to blame for the president’s decision to enter the war. Not surprisingly, a growing number of conservative fingers are now pointing at Benjamin Netanyahu.

You could despise Trump and believe he has bungled every aspect of this war and still recognize the immense value of degrading the threat of a genocidal regime that is rabidly anti-American.

How a Mark Twain passage at our Passover seder led me to reflect on the themes of envy and Jewish self-esteem.

As the hours and minutes ticked off on Tuesday, and an anxious world waited for the 8PM EST showdown, rumors began to fly that perhaps the Persian civilization wouldn’t die that night after all.

The holiday of Passover reminds us that we can break from our self-imposed reality and redeem ourselves to achieve the greatness we know we possess.

At a time when antisemitism is on the rise, greater precision, nuance and responsibility in public discourse are not only warranted — they are essential.

The counterintuitive pull that has drawn Jews to Israel over the past two and a half years is a curious phenomenon.

By avoiding the difficult choices he now confronts, Trump has managed to delay a commitment that may ultimately define the war’s trajectory and outcome.




