Hey Reader! As I prepare the table for Passover Seder, my mind mulls over the story we will tell later tonight: Once upon a time, there was a pharaoh who enslaved and tried to eradicate the Jewish people. Eventually, his tyranny was overthrown. We escaped from Egypt and were sustained by miraculous means until we found our way home. My family likes to joke that Jewish celebrations often go like this: Someone tried to kill us. We survived. Let’s eat! But beneath the joke, there’s a deeper...