After Bondi: I am Jewish - this is how it feels today

I write this with sorrow, and with a measure of fear that has been quietly exhausting to me.

I am Jewish. Over the past two years I have stopped wearing Jewish jewellery in public. I moved to a new home and have not put a “mezuzah”* on my front door. When I was growing up, at Hanukkah, we would place our menorah in the front window for the neighbourhood to see. I don’t feel safe doing that anymore.

Every time a column is due for this paper, I feel a sense of dread, wondering who my words may upset because I bring a Jewish perspective to what I write.