It’s like 1936 all over again. They just changed the word on the sign. Back then it was “No Jews allowed.” Now it’s “We don’t serve Zionists.” Back then they pasted family photos on the street. Now it’s “Jewish Zionists of Toronto,” faces on a sandwich board outside a café. Back then a man was stabbed walking home from shul. Now it’s a stabbing near Central Park or in Golders Green, or a museum in Washington, and the news barely mentions it. The same hatred. The same cries for our death. The same lie that it’s only a loud minority, and that most people are good. They promised never again. Less than a hundred years later the signs are already up. They just swapped one word and hoped nobody would notice.