The incoming mayor of New York, Zohran Mamdani, has assembled his Rotisserie League team of political advisors, all of whom, not surprisingly, are certified antisemites with minors in anti-Zionist, pro-Hamas advocacy. New York Jews should ready themselves to get roasted.

It’s that time of year again: Christmas trees and Hanukkah menorahs; tinsel and dreidels; plumpuddings and potato latkes; Christmas caroling and Adam Sandler’s Hanukkah song—and, of course, everyone’s favorite holiday cheer: Muslims proving once again that “Peace on Earth and goodwill toward Men” is a Judeo-Christian tradition that they want no part of.

Rejoice!  For now. The federal government is once more open for business—in whatever business it happens to be in every four years. We endured yet another civics lessons in arcane terms of congressional art like cloture, continuing resolutions and “nuclear options.”

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What is it with vice presidents of the United States when they visit college campuses and are asked almost anything about Israel? They end up as tongue-tied as Coldplay’s frontman, Chris Martin, at Wembley Stadium. He welcomed two Israeli teenage girls on stage and then succumbed to this brain freeze: “I am treating you as equal humans on earth, regardless of where you come from.”