The Book of Esther is not just a story about a distant past, it is a reminder that dangerous rhetoric can become policy, and that policy can become reality.
And it came to pass in those days, when the threats from Tehran increased and the danger drew near to the limit of my endurance, and Israel resolved that she would no longer die. And she said in her heart: If I am not for myself – who is for me, and if I am for myself – what am I?
And thus will stand this one against this one the heirs of ancient Persia and the newly established Jewish state; no more tale of royal court and feasting, for if from the dust of might, knowledge and fear, no more a book sealed with feasting and joy, but an open chapter that is still being written.
Purim, the holiday when everything turns upside down, is perhaps the most appropriate moment to remind empires drunk on themselves: You too – in the end – are just a costume
What Are They Trying to Sell Us in the Name of “The Protest”
November 30, 2025
