Before Dara Horn’s People Love Dead Jews, and before Bari Weiss’s “Everybody Hates the Jews,” there was Cynthia Ozick’s still powerful and urgent essay in Esquire.

The word is freighted with both theological and national meaning, which points not just to a semantic tension but to a permanent tension within Jewish identity itself.

With the election of a new chairman happening soon, a former spokesman for the Jewish world’s biggest nonprofit joins us to examine its past and future.

As rockets flew this past spring, my small Minnesota town found itself divided, which set me on a mission: to convene my neighbors face to face. A new film helped me set the stage.

Where Israel once aligned with Turkey and Iran against the Arab states, it now finds itself aligned with those former enemies against Turkey and Iran.

In all but one of the instances in which “rights” appear in the Israeli declaration, they refer to a collective right, not an individual one.

The philosopher in black turtleneck, black trousers, black shoes, and black yarmulke pacing the stage with a microphone skinning the Jews alive.

S. Ansky’s radical yeshiva boys used to seem unreal. But observing today’s political scene has taught me to understand them.

The trend is disturbing, no doubt. But owning up to it is better than staying in your own comforting reality.