"I knew little about him beforehand, a few television and film roles, and mostly his proud, unfiltered defense of Israel. What I encountered, though, was a thoughtful and extremely talented man who has found his voice — or perhaps, the truest version of it." Read my essay:

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Powerful and important argument from my friend @DavidSuissaJJ

Beyond our necessary concern for the rise of antisemitism lies a deeper calling — the opportunity to rediscover the timeless beauty, wisdom, and living relevance of Judaism in our own lives. This event is a step toward that awakening. See you there New York.

Let me tell you something about musicians—the best ones. They will chase down what they hear in their head, and soon turn what was once only imagination into music. People can then dance to it, cry with it, make love in its embrace, even create a new human being to its tone and

“Let’s Be Fair To Mamdani” I won’t say that Zohran Mamdani is a bad person. That wouldn’t be fair. I don’t know him personally. You don’t either. I won’t say he “hates Jews” or that he’s bent on “destroying America,” as some have said. That’s mere conjecture—and what’s the point

I'm excited to share the stage with these exceptional folks @MichaelRapp @DrBrianKeating @AriellaNoveck The evening of November 4 in NYC. For more info: https://t.co/7QCdbp9BBU

"A Paean to Hamas’s Patrons." It’s time again to talk about a tiny, shimmering place. A sandbar of grand, radical ambitions and gas reserves that somehow found its way into the bloodstream of the Western world. Its population could fit inside Michigan Stadium three times over,

My Essay in the @Jerusalem_Post last week. https://t.co/UjRb3fsNUF @davidbjpost @RabbiAdamJacobs @RabbiWolpe @RachelGur @DavidSuissaJJ

A Rube Goldberg machine is a chain reaction—an elaborate contraption designed to perform a simple task through a series of improbable, interconnected steps. A marble rolls down a track, strikes a lever, tips a cup, releases a pulley, and finally flips a switch. The result is both

Thanks Professor.

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“We Shall Awaken As Dreamers, Our Mouths Full of Laughter” Before me, before us all, lay a seemingly endless number of strands—threads in a story whose page reads in a way that many thought impossible. I can’t recall how many times I’d confidently said, Hamas will never give up

Those who spent two years shouting for a ceasefire have fallen silent on the eve of one. And the question lingers: why? Why aren’t they celebrating the end of the war they claimed to oppose? Why aren’t there candles for the hostages who may finally return home? Why isn’t there

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“We Shall See” (poem) We watch the moon from a porch in Seattle, ghostly and imposing behind a scrim of clouds. Two days into its waning, it races up the sky. Ever trustworthy, even in its flux, I can’t help but think of it as a living thing— suffering at times, triumphal