Auschwitz Concentration Camp Main Gate with the cruelly euphemistic slogan, “Arbeit macht Frei” — work makes you free.

As a daughter of World War II Jewish refugees who survived the Holocaust by the skin of their teeth, I have a visceral understanding of where marginalizing a specific group can lead. Thus, I’m profoundly concerned about the increasing polarization of views these days with an utter lack of acceptance for those who might not share one’s sentiments. I have personally seen differing opinions on political correctness, Brexit, Donald Trump, religious beliefs, the pandemic and Covid-19 vaccines split apart marriages and decades-long friendships. I have friends and relatives whom I love dearly on both sides of this laundry list of…


My eyes were so blurred with tears, I could barely read the text on the computer screen. I was checking the final corrections to my husband’s latest book. A tear dripped onto my handwritten notes, smudging the ink. Our office manager sat beside me. I blew my nose and told him I was suffering from terrible pollen allergies. He was probably already aware of my husband’s philandering.

I reckon I was the last one to know. I just found out from a damning text message on my husband’s phone. What a cliché! It was excruciating. I’d even written a glowing…


The link between wearing a bra and breast cancer is stronger than that between smoking and lung cancer. That’s what I heard in a recent documentary I watched about alternative cancer therapies. Working on my forthcoming book, Hotel Chemo: My Wild Ride through Breast Cancer and Infidelity, I’ve researched the whole gamut of both conventional and alternative treatments, including an attempt by an alternative MD to cure a woman’s abdominal pain-which was actually colon cancer-by playing the digeridoo to get rid of an entity he claimed was inside her. Not surprisingly, this technique failed. The patient then went to her…


Wikimedia Commons: Fibonacci, derivative work, Eviatar Bach, text added by CJ Grace

Coronavirus means lovers across the globe are spending Valentine’s Day apart. It’s ironic that after having been without a true Valentine for most of my youth, now that I’m romantically involved with someone, I can’t be with him. It’s long-distance love of the most extreme kind, as we don’t know when or where we can next be together.

I’ve learned that Valentine’s Day can have a very different meaning depending on your culture and upbringing. In Britain back in the Stone Age when I was in my teens, the tradition was that Valentine cards were always sent anonymously. It was…


I used to love British breakfast sausages. But now I’m not so keen on them. And English explorer Ranulph Fiennes is to blame.

When I’m in Britain, breakfast is my favorite meal. My British boyfriend cooks up a mean plate of bacon, eggs, sausages and tomatoes. Flavorful, meaty, loin-cut bacon. Not the inferior American variety, which is composed of mostly fat with a few thin streaks of meat. That’s considered a very cheap form of bacon in Britain, called streaky bacon, best for chopping up to add flavor to other dishes rather than having for breakfast.

The best British breakfast…


A middle-aged woman, totally naked except for body paint, twirls around outdoors in the snow. She has a blissful smile on her face. It’s love coach Junie Moon Schreiber, delighted to have overcome years of disliking her own body. She’s proved this by going in front of a camera in nothing but her birthday suit, completely comfortable in her own skin, apart from the fact that she is freezing her naked ass off outside in the East Coast winter weather.

“I feel beautiful now, even with my jiggly thighs, stretch marks, drooping boobs and extra flesh that some might consider…


“A pack of blindness and a packet of infertility, please. Not the cancer or the heart attack ones, thank you.” Since 2017, Britons can no longer recognize cigarette brands from packaging, as Daniel Hunt wrote in huffingtonpost.co.uk. It’s the same story for all member states of the European Union. No elaborate gold lettering. No friendly camels. No Marlboro Man — but several of the actors portraying him died of cancer or respiratory disease. Instead British cigarette packs carry graphic photographs of suffering humans or body parts in various stages of decay. A headline describes the specific damage that smoking can…


While under the Covid-19 lockdown in California, 77-year-old author Isabel Allende has been reading Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, as well as writing another book and enjoying the company of her new husband, Roger Cukras. For Allende, it’s love in the time of coronavirus. After her long-term marriage ended in 2015, Allende expected to be single till she died. But now she declares she is in love and in lust with the man she married last year, and that if she can do that, anyone can.

I have to agree somewhat, because I was in…


CJ Grace attempts to look good in a gas mask

My police surplus gas mask was recommended by Jeff who lives upstairs. He would wear the same model as mine in grocery stores even before lockdown happened. “I don’t care if people give me ugly looks as if I’ve just killed their dog,” he declared. “I don’t want to breathe in their microbes.”

Gas Mask Shopping

When I first put mine on and ventured out into the germosphere, it felt like I was playing a role in some B-rated Armageddon movie. I had taken advantage of the early bird senior hour in the local health food store — one benefit of being an…


Valentine’s Day card from c. 1910

At my advanced age, perhaps I should have been grateful that someone found me attractive enough to merit sending a Valentine’s Day greeting. But couple of years ago my dearly beloved made a big mistake in what he chose to send me to mark the occasion. I may be old-fashioned, but am I the only person who finds animated e-cards intensely unromantic and annoying?

An irritating e-card

Checking my email on my phone, I groaned when I saw the offending item. After sitting through a full 60 seconds of cartoon chocolate cake-making, accompanied by irritating music, I got to the personal message, which…

CJ Grace

Infidelity author | ex-BBC journalist | public speaker | cancer warrior | snarky Brit in USA | voice-over artist at RentaBrit.com | chocoholic

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