I’m fed up with CAPTCHA and having to verify I am a human being. It feels like I’m in an episode of the Twilight Zone. Having to repeatedly demonstrate that I’m not a robot to some entity that stands for “Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart” is exhausting. As an […]
Author Archives: Djanka Gajdel
I was thinking the other day how much I’d like to be a toddler and behave like our granddaughter. I don’t mean being a kid again; I mean having the freedom to indulge in a tantrum freely and feeling entirely resolved in those actions, exclusively when I’m pissed. Recently, our youngest experienced a meltdown at […]
I know well the negative implications that can come with AI, but I’d be lying if I wasn’t excited about how it can serve women’s health issues. It’s about solutions; we’re not as far down the road as we should be in that area. Far too many dis-eases affect women our age, and there isn’t […]
It’s a new year, and I’m late out of the gate with no resolutions. No diets, as that is not a wagon I ever hop on. I do not foresee any separation, never mind divorce on the horizon, with my dear friends, chocolate and bread. We are intimate lifetime partners. I will continue to use […]
It’s not that I despise Christmas, but I do the consumerism around it. The season’s essence is magical, but it’s somehow become a production. I was raised to celebrate Christmas as the feast of St. Nicholas—an authentic dude with a real history. Santa Claus wasn’t part of my narrative. There was a lot of church […]
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Reality TV is not me, but I have been groovin’ on The Golden Bachelor. It’s not the leading man who has me enamoured; it’s the powerhouse of women and their clandestine connections that steal the spotlight. The manes of platinum and grey hair have sparkled throughout the program. Sure, I get it. It’s all scripted, […]
Each morning, I wake up and engage in a daily practice of meditation and breathing exercises. I quiet and balance my energies, only to get into my car and immediately cross paths with a colossal asshole who shows up out of nowhere and blows all that morning effort to shit. I know it’s a test, […]
Growing up, Home Economics was never my thing. Building shit was. Hammering nails, whose heads were tied to yarn, into the centre of chestnuts so that they could be swung and released like a toy was one of many things I did as a kid. Yes, it was stupidly dangerous, and I shouldn’t even have […]
Oh, Barbie, my childhood rebellion. I love you. Catholic schools were one of the original vestiges of learning about things like sex, drugs and rock-n-roll earlier than anywhere else. In the early sixties, the nuns had a Talibanisque view of women, believing they should be playing supportive roles in life instead of being the main attraction. […]
Now that we’re post-mayoral election, many people have asked me why I haven’t pursued a political office given my 40 years of active municipal service as a volunteer in different community organization levels. The answer is easy. While others embrace the status quo, I choose to challenge it. I seek transparency and truth, unclouded by […]