My Opinion

Apr. 14/25 When my son, Jay, asked ChatGPT to summarize The New York Times Modern Love Story by Sharon Dunn, here is the instantaneous answer he received: “Sharon Dunn’s Modern Love essay, titled “Even his Parents Were Younger Than I Was”, was published in The New York Times on November 15, 2024. In this piece, Dunn explores the complexities of a romantic relationship marked by a significant age difference. She candidly reflects on the challenges and societal perceptions that come with dating someone much younger, including the moment she realizes that even her partner’s parents are younger than she is. Despite these hurdles, the essay delves into the genuine connection and affection shared between the couple, highlighting the nuances of love that transcends age.”   

It’s the last sentence that gets me: ‘the nuances of love that transends age’. Why, I couldn’t have said it better myself! I love ChatGPT

Apr 10/25. It shocks me that there is so much racism still around. Recently, a now ex friend commented that he would never sell his house to a Jew. Excuse me?? Another acquaintance said, ‘I don’t like those people’, when I showed him a card from an Indian medical professional that I was seeing. Excuse me?? ‘Do you like dark skinned people?’, a very white person recently said to me. ‘You keep that up, and I’ll only like dark skinned people”, I retorted. These folks aren’t kidding. They resent that, as one said, ‘Canada has changed with all the dark people walking around’. “Isn’t is grand?”, I replied, “to walk among so many exciting cultures, with exotic food and warm hearted souls”. Aren’t we lucky to live in a place that is one big melting pot? I love it!!  Others? Im not so sure.. 

 March 1/25 What can I say about the happenings in the Oval Office.  As I wrote on substack: ‘Worried sick about what happened in the Oval Office today. Terrified to say too much, being advised, ‘don’t get into this’. But watching a victim get further victimized is distressing, to say the least. Never thought I would witness anything like this is my lifetime. When Trump took over in January, I remember one of his first orders of business was signing a declaration for ‘freedom of speech’. Freedom of speech? Doesn’t the western world already have freedom of speech? I watched the reporters on CNN yesterday, also shocked at what transpired and giving their honest assessment of the situation. Could their uncensored voice be taken away one day, silenced if they don’t tow the line? Is there reason to worry that it could ever happen? After today, one has to wonder. And as far as Canada is concerned, do we have reason to worry? I have a contact who has a contact with Interpol, and when asked, ‘do we in Canada have a reason to worry?”. The response was “damn right you do”.’

Feb. 9/25.  I just dumped a friend. She told me that I was jealous of Melania Trump. Huh? I have never gone Melania’s route, have never had botox or fillers or worn a Zorro style hat to hide my eyes. I have a breast half sliced off from cancer, I have male pattern baldness (and I’m not even male) that I have to hide with hair extensions, and I have a broken nose from a fall during a hike in the Cape Breton Highlands in 2018. Yet, let me announce for the record, I am not jealous of Melania Trump, and for all of the money in the world, I wouldn’t trade places with her. Would you?

Feb 7/25 Death of Newspapers  in Canada

Gone are the glory days of a heavy newspaper being delivered to my door. They are now skeletons of what they were in the past.  In a recent story I wrote for The National Post, I was told that I would be in the weekend section, but I was the weekend section. I’m not complaining by the way,  just stating a fact. I think the Post does a great job and have always liked the paper. But I also wrote a piece for The New York Times. Now that Saturday paper at my door is heavy and dense, including three glossy magazines. The Times is not suffering at all, but the Canadian newspapers are. They’re basically going under.  When I worked at the Post,  editor in chief Ken Whyte, who hired me, gave me free rein to write whatever I wanted, sometimes up to four columns a week (I will always be grateful to him by the way), the paper was thick then, and now it is so lean. Everything will end up online soon, and I will miss the excitement of the news at my door in the morning. I already do…

Feb. 7/ 25

Feb 4/25

I have added a section called New Stories. If you go back to the main page and scroll down you will see it. My latest is about a pedophile priest named Anthony O’Brien, now deceased, and never found guilty by the Catholic church. He stalked and terrorized me when I was between eight and ten years old, in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. I know I’m not the only one, and suspect there have been many victims from the East and as far as Toronto. I’ve always been afraid to tell the story but here it is. I gave the script to a Toronto newspaper a few months ago, but it wasn’t published, first time it’s being seen is here..I want other victims to know that they’re not the only ones victimized by this lunatic..one survivor I met was raped at knifepoint by O’Brien..sorry it took me so long to come to terms with this..

Apr 5/25

THE WOMAN I AM

I don’t beg for love

I don’t chase potential

I don’t stay where I am not cherished

If he can’t step up, I step away

If he doesn’t claim me, he loses me,

I don’t teach grown men how to act

I am the woman they want to marry

Not because I waited, but because I walked

I am not afraid to start over

Never afraid to let go

I am forced to keep evolving…

And that is the reward!

by Sharon Dunn Momar