the thing I have been wrestling with relentlessly is the heartbreak of discovering that my entire worldview and political identity was built on a lie of intersectional solidarity. i know that this solidarity was always aspirational in many ways, and that we all fell short in reality. but to learn that the movement I have spent my entire adult life supporting doesn’t just “fall short” when it comes to jews, but that we are explicitly and insidiously excluded from the circle of progressive moral concern has been devastating. I literally don’t know where to go from here. but I know it has brought me into contact with the unbroken line of my people going back to sinai. we are still here.