It is a depressing state of affairs when the Simon Wiesenthal Center and its two Museums of Tolerance spend more time attacking me on The Huffington Post than the hate speech, racism, sexism, violence and neo-fascism of the Donald Trump campaign.
Every four years during presidential campaigns, the Simon Wiesenthal Center, which never endorses candidates for any political office, receives numerous requests from members of the public to react to statements made by various politicians who they believe have crossed the line.
There is no doubt that if Jews or Israelis were the target of Trump's hate speech, the Wiesenthal leadership would be the first to publicly decry his venom. Are Mexicans, Muslims or women worth less than Jews?
Even as the conflict with Russian-backed separatists smolders, Kiev has ratcheted up a no less ferocious PR war. Hoping to bolster its case against Moscow, Ukraine as well as the country's foreign Diaspora have zeroed in on the Stalinist-induced famine of 1932-33.
If a hallmark of great art is its ability to transcend the limited circumstances of its creation, then there is no more heartbreaking realization of this than the 1944 performance of Giuseppe Verdi's Catholic Requiem by Jewish prisoners at the Nazi concentration camp Terezín.
Arnold Schwartzman, the artistic director of the "Voices & Visions" program whose first set of 18 posters by world class graphic artists illuminating quotations from illustrious Jewish personages is now on view at LA's Skirball Cultural Center, is a story unto himself.
The Simon Wiesenthal Center has the greatest regard for the Dalai Lama and his efforts on behalf of his people. Our Center honored him with our Humanitarian Prize in 1996, and he has always served as a role model for dissent with dignity.
All the House of Israel mourns the heinous, cowardly, anti-Semitic murders of a young rabbi, his two small children and another 10-year-old child, who were gunned down outside of a Jewish day school in Toulouse this morning.
While a five-year sentence may sound excessive for a 91-year-old man, I cannot ignore nor forget the fact that, because of monsters like John Demjanjuk, some of my surname never had the chance to even reach the age of nine.