I'm Barry Weiss and this is honestly. We're in the midst of my favorite Jewish

holiday of the year. It's the holiday that started last week when we sat down as a

family at a long table and performed a very strange set of rituals in a highly

particular order. We dipped little pieces of parsley in salt water. We used our pinky finger

to remove wine from our glasses.

We ate horse radish and apples cut up with nuts,

and the kids searched the house for a hidden mutza,

if you've never had one picture of very big sultan only drier. Now those aren't the

reasons I like Passover or at least they're not the only reasons. The reason

it's my favorite holiday is because at the heart of all of these rituals is the

retelling of the exodus story. Now whether or not you believe that this story

happened literally as the Hebrew Bible tells it, the 3,000-year-old story of the Israelites

leaving enslavement from Egypt has, over so many generations, become the

ultimate story of human persistence.

Go down Moses of faith. of peoplehood, of peoplehood, of unlikely survival, of unlikely survival and of freedom.

And of course and above all of freedom.

Let my people go.

And not just freedom for Jews, but for people seeking freedom from subjugation all over the world.

Now when Israel was in Egypt land.

And that includes here in America.

Indeed, I would argue that the story of the exodus is central to America's conception of itself.

From the founding fathers of the very start of our nation, to abolitionists like Harriet Tubman,

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