A week ago today, I concluded my trip to the West Bank in the Jordan Valley, north of Jericho, in the most harrowing place I visited. In a barren refugee compound in the blazing sun, without any running water, a 29-year-old Bedouin woman named Aliya told me the story of what happened to her village, Mu’arrajat, and...

Two weeks ago, you may have seen a video of us together in Union Square, alongside Mayor Mamdani at a memorial vigil on October 7th. Despite the loud chants of counter-protestors, we read many heartwrenching testimonials — of Israeli family members whose loved ones were killed on October 7th, of Palestinians...

In 2018, my friend Ady Barkan — the bravest person I’ve ever known — was traveling across the U.S. Despite his rapidly advancing ALS, he was fighting so fiercely for healthcare for every American. On that trip, he introduced me to Abdul El-Sayed, who was running for governor of Michigan. He told me that Abdul would...

On this eve of the third anniversary of October 7th, so much feels stuck. The anniversary and its critical work of memory feels to me like a pill, meant to help us heal, but one that’s stuck in our throats, where we might choke on it. A year ago, on the second anniversary, it seemed possible to imagine things might...

It’s a classic Yom Kippur joke: During Kol Nidre services the rabbi raises his arms to the heavens and cries out, “Oh God, before You I am nothing!” The cantor, upon seeing this, beats his chest and shouts, “Oh God, before You I am nothing!” Feeling inspired, a poor Jewish tailor stands and proclaims, “Oh God,...

That morning remains so clear in my mind. How crisp the air was. My first conversation with Meg, who was on her way to LaGuardia for a flight that was supposed to be later that day. Our confusion at the news when the first plane hit, our minds refusing to comprehend. Our growing horror as the scale of the terror and...

Two hundred and fifty years ago today, the largest battle of the Revolutionary War was fought right here in Brooklyn. Just six weeks after the colonists had declared independence in Philadelphia, British troops moved to crush our young republic before it really got started. George Washington was looking to hold New...

One month ago, the voters of NY-10 made me the Democratic nominee for Congress. I had not envisioned being on-air on CNN when the race was called, but I got to spend the rest of the evening celebrating (check out the video our team put together). A month later, I remain profoundly grateful to our incredible team and...

I was back in Immigration Court this week, this time for the hearing of a sweet little three-year-old girl, I’ll call her Estrella. She’s been in federal custody, separated from her family for more than 10 months – even though her mom lives here in NYC. The cruelty is truly mind-boggling. Thanks to The Door, JFREJ,...

Two hundred fifty years ago, a committee in Philadelphia argued over the words. Jefferson’s draft said we hold these truths to be “sacred and undeniable.” It was Benjamin Franklin, Jill Lepore tells us, who crossed that out for “self-evident.” Nothing about “these truths” — political equality, natural rights, the...

Sharing the remarks that I delivered last night at my election night party in Brooklyn: What a glorious time to be a New Yorker. These past few weeks, a powerful energy has been moving through this city. A generosity of spirit. A refusal to give up, even when the odds seemed long. A feeling of joy, out in the...

Today is our 30th wedding anniversary. And of course, we’re spending it by getting out the vote :-) We did take a little time off over the weekend to celebrate (rooftop cocktail bar, dim sum, Hadestown). And we’ll get some time farther away from the fray this summer. Whatever happens on June 23rd, we’ve got an...

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