August 16, 2014

Monkey Loves Fascinator Lady!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

monkeyFasBefore I begin this pointed tale, I want to confess that I to date own over three hundred hats and a few lovely fascinators. I have shopped at famous London milliners, been to the Kentucky Derby, New York Hat Conservatory Day Fete and more where hats mandated attire. Not wanting to age badly nor be a victim of skin cancers, I always try to wear large brim hats when boating or on the beach. In fact, sports being a huge part of my life and even though quite good at golf found myself playing less [more early a.m. and evening tennis] due to hours in the sun required. So you see I love hats and fascinators but ONLY when the right place and time. I fondly remember my late Mother directing me to not include a hat when going to this or that event as was too much shall we say – not in good taste – later realizing she was sparing me being mocked by others. Oh well, again my good luck in having a REALLY fashionable East Coast life one might say. As you my regular readers must know there will always be more about that later. For now here we go with the REAL life tale – with my usual not so subtle life lesson included – of how it has become apparent a monkey type has a bit of a crush on a somewhat attractive poseur lady with what seems to be a fascinator fetish:

A monkey named Jeff seemed enamored with a female human who was fond of wearing fascinators even at the most inappropriate times … Seems primates, unlike REALLY discriminating humans are smitten with exaggeration attire no matter the lack of good taste the wearer might be demonstrating. Now most surprising is the monkey was life mate to what all were lead to believe was his one and only true love … A best friend of sorts. Still Jeff made clear with affirmations “likes” and words printed out on the keyboard keepers had taught this monkey how to use that fascinator lady had captured his interest. Especially shocking to the humans seeing this was the monkey using words he never felt comfortable with – his usual choices being far more pedestrian in tone. All of sudden Jeff was emoting with “fabulous” and such. Wherever did such a nearly illiterate creature learn that sort of verbiage? The monkey even took to typing out compliments to seemingly deranged Mama of fascinator lady. What was one to make of such affection … Especially the monkey’s mate? A simple friendliness or a telling of REAL and deep wanting for something prettier than his life companion? After all monkeys are the evolutionary brethren of we humans … Jeff being male might simply be expressing what so many men do when after years of being with one person – despite his own insular world – become taken with another more alluring. Now I do not endorse this behavior in humans of course as one must find a way to see REAL beauty in that person who is their lawful [wedded] mate and if wanting a more pleasant appearance kindly suggest that person tidy up bit shall we say. Alas monkeys nor the less human types among us are not capable of grand thoughts as to what REAL commitment entails it seems.

Surely my regular readers and those intuitive realize this is not REALLY about a monkey per se … Although my husband was asked to review a book with a monkey named Jeff as primary character and all here said YES do it and my husband did rather well as my review of his online post commented. What this essay is meant to instruct is that decorum and intention of words are to be taken quite seriously and no less than any other activity that represents a person’s character. In totality my husband and I have over 100, 000 regular blog readers in 170 countries – I have nearly 5000 blog subscribers and over 4000 Facebook followers and many on other social media sites. I mention these facts because often I receive quite complimentary comments from men … At times what I consider much too flirtatious as they know I am married and indeed many of them are too. My husband and advisers agree with me that these, while always polite and never vulgar, compliments are what we consider evidence of men not content with their own relationships and at times suggestive of more definitive facts that they are without REAL decency. What to gather from all this you might be thinking? Well simply that those among us without REAL intelligence or guidelines for behavior show their true selves through both deeds and words. Careful one must be and if inclined to do that which I describe monkey Jeff as having done with fascinator lady than pause and contemplate the why and intrinsic meaning of your thoughts.

Note: I am dedicating this essay to Koko the ape who it seems had a ongoing friendship and as her keepers explain REAL love bordering in her mind on romance with the wonderful late Robin Williams. When informed of the tragic death of Robin, Koko cried and became depressed but then again did not we all? Rest in Peace dear man … We all miss and love you, not just Koko!

August 10, 2014

Tweet Your Way To CEO!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

KeepCalmMy upbringing instructed that whining and defeat are not acceptable … The Jewish home by nature one where if breathing you go for it. Circumstances presented many times in my life made that teaching a REAL G-d sent. Never deterred nor lessened by occurrences or happenstance I managed to rally beyond all expectations to pursue and achieve my ever increasing goals. My regular readers and those who know me well are very aware of exactly how true this is and the last few years what my L.A. Attorney calls “reign of terror” against myself and my husband from nemesis [people from my husband's past] proved this attitude even more important. While thwarting these enemies and in turn proceeding legally against them [now nearing fruition] I and my husband who even though from a background far different than my own where success seen only as that which one minimally needs to get by, managed to build toward all our dreams and keep at the normal pleasures of family life. Here I must, as always, acknowledge the amazing supportive beyond measure family, friends and colleagues who made so much of our blessed life possible … Often defending, protecting and participating in legal efforts against those attempting no less than our demise. How is it I … Make that WE were able to start a business, myself re-enter school, build our family, complete books deals, process to own Trademarks/design patents, travel, socialize and more while many days fearful of stalkers and worse? Many reasons but for this essay shall we just say being CEO of our life was the key.

Well enough about me … For now anyway. Here I want to tell you about one of my “oh my lucky me” meeting an amazing person stories. Those in my life always impressed with my good luck at coming to know in unexpected ways the most special people. So it was on Twitter I connected with @MikeLehrOZA – actually not sure who followed who first but what I do know is that I quickly began to appreciate and admire Mike Lehr. Still surprising to me is how much I have learned from this man in such a short amount of time and even more reassuring seen many issues we have nearly exact ideas about. One especially important to me is that my late very erudite Mother Mary Rose Solomon pontificated and promoted [gave me book to read] the philosophies of Sun Tzu and Mike Lehr apparently finds this also a template for life and work. Coincidence or a meant to be in that Mike also often references Machiavelli  and here you go … Some time before meeting Lehr I wrote a blog essay: “Why My Dear Mama Thought Machiavelli Was Misunderstood!“. Yes I know Mother born 1914 was quite interesting to say the least. Not many truly perceive that Sun Tzu  and Machiavelli’s teachings both explore the necessary while examining the possible. My Twitter buddy … Now honored to chat through emails/calls as well and determined if not before to break bread with when on my book tour in his territory, Mike offers both scholarship and humour in his writing. There are business and personal topics and no overreaching guru or faux cult misrepresentation when reading Mike’s blog. Neither is there that preachy tone that often leads us to turn away from instruction. Not at all as Mike Lehr is honest and forthright adding the question as answer many times and in that allowing his reader to to see the REAL possibilities or maybe just the option to contemplate without conclusion the topic.

So you see again it is a case of the REALLY lucky and blessed Teréza; I have a plethora of riches in those I am fortunate to meet, get to know to one or other extent and learn from, receive support and counsel from and likewise hope same for them from me to some degree. There is never subterfuge in all can ask and hear my REAL story … My gloried life brings me appreciation for that which matters most and thank G-d my wise parents insisted that I do at least try to have eyes to see, heart to feel and a brain to attempt understanding. Is it me that was smart enough to turn to someone like Mike Lehr on Twitter or some lucky force that directs those of us open to such things to merely press that Tweet one day? No matter really as here I am being the generous me [told you in first paragraph I was only moving on from moi for a brief movement] doing you on my growing readers list the favor of sharing a suggestion that you go to my friend Mike Lehrblog.omegazadvisors.com sign up and learn something … You all can thank me later!!!

August 5, 2014

My Personal Hamas Enemy!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

JewishTearI am a proud American Jewish Zionist   … As most of my people I am instructed by our faith that details all areas of life, even addressing our enemies. From the beginning the burden of compromise is on us – simply put that we must attempt to thwart the conflict between us as individuals or a nation and those seeking argument and conflict. However NOT at all cost and never at the risk of our own demise. So it is that my husband and I of late have felt and had knowing others in our life compare our personal nemesis to Hamas as we are to Israel in their efforts to malign, harass and some well placed believe actually destroy our very existence. This essay is merely an attempt to give clarity as our personal enemies claim by means of subterfuge being victim after years of attacking us and after we had no choice but to seek a decisive route to defend and [legally] see punished they, our sworn enemy … All as Israel has done not necessarily for punitive reasons but instead as neither our nemesis nor Hamas was willing to admit guilt and reform their actions in effort to leave all involved as before. My hope and that of my dear husband is that by seeing the personal an example of the bigger picture that Israel deals with, you the readers will somehow come to understand the reality of our and Israel circumstances.

Some of you my regular readers are aware – some more detailed than others – of the horrible stalking, harassment, slander, defamation and worse, including sexually toned threats, all in the last few years and preceeded by our home being criminally vandalized 2003 and even a phone death threat that my husband and I have been forced to deal with. A Los Angeles Attorney friend describes what has happened to us as a deliberate “reign of terror” [all timeline documented] – additionally some of these well known to us individuals are anti-semitic. Our wonderful lawyer has and is addressing this matter with his usual brilliance and affectionate devotion. Hopefully the legal system will appropriately punish them and my books will expose them and help others faced with similar bullying situations. My point here is would anyone ask myself or my husband to allow these individuals, some who have never met me or seen my husband in over twenty years to go unchallenged or have them be allowed to continue the attacks on us without legal recourse that we seek? Surely no one one would wish on us or another such horrors and constant barrage – often daily – to go on to the point of causing great harm and depletion of all worked for in life. So much the Courts have now insisted we remain silent on as the process toward justice comes closer to fruition, yet still I can assure you [all documented] their multi aspect attacks were without precedence. Seems they felt our own life story would allow room for their misleading representations and so much worse. We like Israel with G-d’s grace lived a full productive life while still addressing at each and every turn their evil deeds. You see Israel flourishes among enemies and we have as well … Of course admittedly with amazing supportive professionals and friends at our side. Too often the enemy hopes by mere weight and depth of their actions retreat is their targets only recourse. This is not to be an acceptable option if survival and prosperity is to be had by those of  us while not perfect still entitled to exist contently in peace.

So what is our personal comparison you may ask to Israel’s current conflict? It is actually not difficult when seeing the many tunnels built into Israel by Hamas and their shameful admittance that they want to destroy Israel. When Israel responded as only possible of course the horrors of battle were the result. In my life quite possibly loss of property and employment as we seek damages and our nemesis are publicly exposed will be their result; Some may think [who do not know the full REAL details] that was too much a punishment but those knowledgeable have agreed it is only fair compensation. If any criminal charges result in incarcerations that too will be simply as the justice system determines is rightful remedy. My husband and I, like Israel, did nothing to provoke such vile attempts against us … Nothing that is but make decisions best for our life and future. Many educated in such issues believe our enemies REALLY believed they could go unpunished by convincing others it was my husband and I unworthy of dignity. Does that not sound very much like Hamas toward Israel? No need to extrapolate each analogy to an exact point of comparison … No not at all but only to see each of your personal opposing forces as mine and my husband’s, as well as Israel’s … That is a force often out of envy or misperceived ideas determined to destroy forever the object they have targeted.

Let me conclude with what I deeply feel not only as a Jewish woman but as a citizen of the world: This is on you Hamas … My heart is broken as my Israel has now been involved in a war you the evil of this world began and resulted in the innocent deaths of Jews and others. We Jews are being asked by the world to become complacent and thus be destroyed. You Hamas lie and cause many of the deaths now attributed to Israel. Even those Israel responsible for your doing as your attempts to destroy Israel caused ALL this. Still we Jews are broken hearted … I scream out in sorrow for the death of innocent children no matter their parents decisions and I plead to G-d that all find a permanent truce. This is not who we Jews are or wish to be, as we  have saved and healed in hospital many of Israeĺs enemies. I have been to Israel fourteen times and can confirm that all who seek to live peacefully there do so quite happily. Hamas and the world MUST accept Israel’s right to exist and as we Jews MUST now again defend that right, somehow find a way to end ALL the deaths resulting. I trust Israel’s leaders but I am nearly paralyzed by grieve as the innocent while possibly among my enemy die needlessly. Please G-d bring Israel and our neighbors peace … I am here in America crying out to you. I beg to see this end L-rd and I am made helpless by my own fear and confusion – I pray for direction for myself and all involved. Please G-d bless us with peace!!!

 

P.S. Thank you all for the ongoing support … Many of you close and personal who care for me daily through this horror and still others only known to me through my writing and such.  I appreciate you all. With G-d’s grace my husband and I will not only remain triumph but champion the cause of other victims!

June 29, 2014

My REAL Intellectual’s Guide To The Wizard Of Oz!!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Having known one two many wicked witches as of late in my dealings with miscreant types leaves me quite interested in L. Frank Baum’s real intent and meaning when writing The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz in 1900. The popular movie starring Judy Garland while close in tonality does not exactly depict the deeper meaning nor life philosophy of the original book. A world entering WWII was ready for a value based tale and so the big screen version was a well received and reinforcing message entertainment vehicle … America wanted to be reassured that you can go home again. Was Baum defining or promoting or even endorsing populism, progressivism – possibly theosophy? Are these ideas ascribed to the book no more than an intellectual overreach – for did not L. Frank Baum write himself as an introduction to his book The Oz Chronicles (volume 1), Chicago, April 1900, that his work,  “aspired to being a modernized fairy tale, in which the wonderment and joy are retained and the heartaches and nightmares are left out.”?

One can not help but look to the characters in both book and The Wizard Of Oz 1939 movie to define modern problems – who is the leader, the suppressor, the hero, the proletarian, the victim in the Oz scenario? Easy you say – poor Dorothy and Toto far from home and lost and her Scarecrow, Tin Man and Cowardly Lion all pathetic put upon creatures. Who then are the winners – the rulers in Baum’s story? Can we believe the good witch is the ultimate victor as she is good and beautiful – so obviously filled with grace that we instantly know hers is a happy existence. Likewise, we automatically know that the wicked witch is ugly, mean and jealous – all the characteristics of a deeply unsatisfactory life. The ultimate king pin is of course, the Wizard himself – and yet in the end no more than a pretender – grant it ultimately having a kind heart and rather benign position. Too easy it seems to categorize and delineate by types – there is a two sided view to Oz participants – one simple and obvious and the other very complex and nuanced.

REAL life is also nuanced – what might appear a negative is frequently the best of what life has to offer and things that on the surface are deemed “normal” often turn out to be hiding less than decent motives or even sinister issues. We all know those who declare “life is good” are many times hiding insecurities and their own belated awareness that theirs is a less than exciting and definitely not successful life – a case of “thou protest too much”.  For my husband and I it has been dealing with much lesser types who think they can judge us on issues their small minds could NEVER comprehend – usually we are both tolerant of such pretenders but as in OZ, evil must be exposed and thwarted. So it is for many, like us, who face misanthropes that lie for selfish or insecure reasons. Dorothy knew you can not ONLY wish bad away – you must actively and with righteousness pursue justice against those who would deny your rightful due. The famous yellow brick road is actually introduced in Baum’s second book, The Marvelous Land Of Oz. When you doggedly follow your own unique path and deny all challengers on your “yellow brick road” there may be pauses/rest stops needed along the way but determination and the knowledge that you are going in the correct direction will surely lead to the destiny of your dreams. The trick is to never ever ever allow haters to place pot holes on your road home. Often easier said than done but like myself and my wise husband you must be not detoured no matter who is getting in the way.

I was recently informed that a certain [shall we say] delusional type was for some reason fond of the Wizard Of Oz Scarecrow. Well now let me assure you that this particular middle of the middle of the middle person has no idea that Scarecrow’s aliases include Socrates Strawman or that his eventual titles were His Majesty The Scarecrow and Royal Treasurer. True, not many do but for this individual the complex insinuations would leave her stunned. As with many among us, her attempt to be humorous or pointed sadly back fires … in that she does not have a REAL brain nor clue to what is REAL. My friends, colleagues and family almost feel guilty at the gifted chuckles such individuals seem determined to provide us via social media – of course, they have also provided material for attorneys, law enforcement and investigators – the ultimate Shakespearean two sided drama of comedy and drama come to mind. Without a doubt many of my dear readers and followers also face enemies who profess decency but live deceptively and with hatefulness toward others – possibly they have fear born out of their own insecurities and inferiority complexes. Don’t we all have neighbors or colleagues who do the budget travel routine and then fancy themselves sophisticated when in reality they are the ultimate bourgeois tourist/aptly described with the coined phrased “Ugly American” middle class travelers? These folks return to their insular hometown life – typical setting travel photos in hand –  falsely secure that they are worldly, when in fact they are insignificant and unchanged despite a trip or two abroad. These types will still and always be what they were as children in middle America”s far too frequently small and narrow minded place. Unlike Dorothy, such deluded individuals, return from their journeys no more aware or informed as when they dine at the local beer joint or chain food neighborhood restaurant. And yet there are others we all know who venture only short distance but somehow gain insight through REAL learning and REAL relationships. It is NOT the so called middle class by income I demean here – instead it is that middle class mentality, which is far too often a danger to REAL progress. What to do when faced with loathsome creatures you ask? Do as Dorothy did and as I/my husband do – persevere in a glorified G-d given life and NEVER allow evil to defeat you. As was Kansas in The Wizard Of Oz so is your ultimate destiny worth the struggle and the battle and as the characters who bonded together to reach the Emerald City – you will bond and find REAL like minded loves and friends and support systems if only you have determination and the will to get to the home place you deserve and desire. You must remember that the scholarly interpretation of that green colored place is illusion based on an insufficient value and that should be the caution for all us of REAL value as we seek our ultimate place of contentment. Do not be as those who delude themselves into thinking theirs is a REAL place – never waver on account of the poseurs  – for if you do the miscreants triumph and that would be offensive to G-d!!!

Note: This is a redux/attenuated version of my 2102 essay … some references above now made even more serious due to ongoing situations involving the individuals referenced. With G-d’s grace and the devotion of my wonderful attorney all will be made clear soon … additionally the intentional delayed publications of my first two books until later 2014 has made possible a third book in consideration solely based on legal matters referenced. In the mean while, stay tuned and stay in touch dear readers and be very careful for many among us are indeed deranged Oz worshippers!

June 15, 2014

Remembering: Abraham Marches on D.C. !

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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Wake up Dear – father needs to speak with you“,  was how I was awoken in the dark to see my father, Abraham H. Solomon, sitting on the side chair near my bed late  August 1963. Fifty years ago this month my civil rights activist father wanted me to know that he was leaving our Philadelphia home to join Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.   for the 1963 March on Washington D.C. .  Being very close to my father,  I asked if I could come along and became concerned when the response was ‘no’  as father felt these were troubling times and he could not assure my safety. We shared a prayer and bid farewell – even at nine I knew my father needed to leave to pursue with others justice for those suffering and I was proud.

Well now, that day was not REALLY unique in the Solomon household – father having gone to other such demonstrations, etc. .  Often the infamous and famous sat at our dinner table in deep and serious discussion concerning important national and international topics relevant to the day”s news – frequently involving the pressing civil rights of this nation”s minority community. As a Jewish American family there was always the imperative impetus to further rights of other minorities and those oppressed. My Father always walked the walk so to speak – Abraham H. Solomon supported the  NAACP,   Voting Rights Act of 1965  and more. His legacy leaves we his family proud and enlightened … each of us continually striving to be just a small fraction of the great, moral and decent REAL man he was.

When I campaigned for Barack Obama the first [and second] time I knew and others close to me realized that I felt it my duty to fulfill my father”s REAL destiny by seeing an African American reach the highest office in this land. Actually, my husband shared that many of our dear family, friends and colleagues told him they fretted over my feelings should we have lost the 2008 Presidential election. Yes that is how deeply I felt communication with and responsibility to my late father – knowing this was REALLY the right thing for America.

 Free at last, free at last, thank G-d almighty …

– I Have A Dream Speech

Those words are not yet a fully realized ideal,  but that iconic historic speech is finally becoming a truly achievable possibility – this I promise my father, Abraham who is still dearly loved and always missed by many. I must conclude today, as each, on Father’s Day 2014 that I know my Father is honored by my amazing husband Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon in his choosing to legally take our family last name and as such assuring an even greater legacy for generations to come!!!

 

June 12, 2014

Update: Why I Hope Eric Cantor Converts!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Eric-CantorOy Veh  … Dear G-d” is admittedly my more than not usual dismayed reaction when [as of today former] Republican Virginia Congressman and House Majority Leader, Eric Cantor gets to pontificating. He, like myself, is Jewish and when he speaks I cringe – for Cantor is so not of the standard ilk that defines our Liberal progressive tribes. This past week has presented Cantor and company, especially Speaker of the House John Boehner with plenty of opportunity to bellow their faux concerns about issues of press freedom, IRS over reach and foreign relations. Yes indeed,  here we go – puffery and preening abound as the GOP protest the Obama Administration handling of various crisis situations, as well as, day to day governance issues. For me, Cantor, is a personal issue – when he proposes programs that are antithetical to Judaism tenets I feel REAL concern. Of course, we Jews have every right to be members of either or no political party – however, the REAL fact is that as a whole being Democrats suits our philosophy the best. Discuss I will on the whys and the hows my people. despite being so successful, still feel more kin to those struggling than others in our nation. A little guilt perhaps or as I frequently suggest, a REAL sense of remembering where we have been or could be again … you know, them today, us tomorrow scenario at play.

Surely the situations most recently causing Cantor and the other GOP operatives to go nearly mad are to be examined and reviewed. The oddity is that IRS intrusion into people and organizations is a Liberal preoccupation, so are issues like AP reporters having phone logs subpoenas and most definitely is the idea that an administration delineated facts on subject of national security like the Benghazi attack that resulted in our U.S. Ambassador and other Americans deaths. Think about it – the controversial news stories we are currently discussing are nearly identical to those the left side of the political isle fretted over during the eight year Bush Administration. When I read or hear a Jewish man like Eric Cantor attempt analytic compensatory explanations condemning President Obama, there is much hand wringing for me as I feel his insincerity defining the moment. No REAL logic or scholarship is presented to support why anyone, especially a person who studied Talmudic justice, could profess ideas of so little realistic consequences. See why I am embarrassed that me and Eric share a faith? I worry that when an American Jewish politician joins in with the extremist either left or right side, they take the risk of alienating the entire nation from support of our minority and more importantly of Israel. We  Jews have been scapegoats before in many countries and we could very well be again here if things go badly on the suggestive policies of Eric Cantor’s current extremist GOP Tea Party group.

So now that Mr. Cantor has been defeated by a frighteningly extremist Tea Party candidate, I will no longer need to think “How could you say such a thing or vote that way when you are Jewish?” Obviously I wish him well and do find him a decent man in many ways. Here I must add that no I do not think all my people are perfect but I do want them to carry the banner of our glorious faith – our singular and original template of REAL justice for all the world. In the book, Why Jews Are Liberal? much is made of the REAL fact that we being so financially accomplished oft times vote against our own best interest – true in even our championing groups that are not our natural allies has come to not REAL benefit for we Jews. Still we proceed in a manner befitting our uniqueness in this world and for that I remain proud. I have and will continue to proudly share many REAL facts on my own background and family involvement in politics and social causes that defined us as Liberal – maybe Eric Cantor will read it and come back to the fold or maybe he will convert – nu?

June 9, 2014

The Kettle and The Pot Redux

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

“Oho!” said the pot to the kettle;
“You are dirty and ugly and black!
Sure no one would think you were metal,
Except when you’re given a crack.”

“Not so! not so!” kettle said to the pot;
“‘Tis your own dirty image you see;
For I am so clean – without blemish or blot –
That your blackness is mirrored in me.”

This poem can be found in the school book “Maxwell’s Elementary Grammar”,  ©1904.

Pot Calling The Kettle BlackA copper shiny kettle was aging well – still providing service to many. Oh yes there were the now and again mishaps – an occasional over boiling of tea water and such. Still for the most part the kettle retained its productivity and one might even say attractiveness. Along side this whistling kettle was a pot – tarnished and showing REAL signs of wear and in fact, not always performing well the task at hand. None the less, this rather unattractive pot managed to cook the meals required of it – a struggle perhaps but sufficient for simple preparation in the kitchen. Seems a copacetic scenario or at least tolerable, wouldn’t you agree? Of course not – these shall we say adversarial relationships never REALLY  are.

It seems the bright and shiny kettle had advantages of presence and place that the pot had not. Being used as a service kettle, it was frequently brought out for grand fetes – hence privy to life stories while grand, also oft times fraught with difficult situations. The REAL truth is that on account of this very exposure, the kettle was thought highly of by its owners – able to maintain its glow and provide just the right service no matter the stresses presented that day. Contrast that REAL life narrative to the battered and insular kitchen life of the pot … hmm, without question this lead to pot’s jealous rages and rants in an attempt to demean the kettle with salacious and lie filled taunts. Never made to fill lessened by pots attempts to marginalize its role nor to feel less than content due to  its ongoing usefulness, the kettle stood proudly and even increased its standing in their shared home. REAL truth and acceptance of the long and varied life the still shiny kettle had experienced was its glory, whereas the pot felt increasingly frustrated by its inability to destroy the kettle’s sense of well being. In the end, this almost psychopathic determination by pot to malign the kettle, caused it to completely derail. The pot spent so much energy to present kettle in an unfavorable light, that it destroyed itself – cooked meals badly and even burnt a dish or two. In the end, the Masters of the home simply had no choice but to throw that old pot away – leaving kettle happily whistling away, still lovely and REALLY wanted for many, many years to come!

Moral: Simple REALLY is the lesson learned and even referenced in Old Testament text concerning one’s preoccupation with their fellows flaws … for is it not the insecurity and internal demons in evidence when an individual sets out to destroy another on faux considerations? The Kettle and the Pot idiom is no more than a tutorial on those among us who see the refection of their lesser status in those that are the object of their envy and subsequent hate. I once asked my father why so many seemed hateful of we Jews despite our successes and more. He answered that we are like a mirror to those who have failed in their own life – he suggested that our very ability to overcome extreme adversity, survive and even thrive made some others see in us what they could never be. If you know me personally or read me regularly, then you are aware that myself and my husband have needed to deal with individuals guilty of just such pathological reaction toward us. In fact, one such woman wrote on a social media site that I needed to accept I was like her, with the same “middle of middle” life problems – all agreed she was portraying her REAL fear that my happenstance and determinant successes had made her realize the failures her life included, as well as her jealousy of my REAL life narrative. Equally telling are when these sort of individuals, whether diagnosed or observed as such to be unstable  project their undeniable emotional problems onto the object of their obsessions (me). Indeed my REAL sworn enemies seem most daunted that I have overcome obstacles most would have been felled by and that husband and I have likewise proven their statements to be fallacies. Each and every decided action we have made to be the stewards of our life – name changes, legal disowning/disinheriting, et al. appears shockingly intolerable to our nemesis. Far too many good people face likewise those falsely believing they have rights to dictate others existences. I am hopeful that through my triumph many will be supported to stay the course toward their chosen destiny. The task is one not easy – much work and support is needed to define in fact and documentation truths about the usurpers among us … however it is a necessary and worthy pursuit. For now may I suggest we all be more introspective when seeing our reflection in the bright and shiny objects before us!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

June 8, 2014

His Play Write, My Summer 2013 Play Wrong!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Terrence McNally _Thomas KirdahlDuring the Summer last year my husband and I were visiting with acquaintances near the small town of New Hope, Pennsylvania. Passing the historic Bucks County Playhouse, our host mentioned their current production of Mothers and Sons by Terrence McNally – I enthusiastically told my day’s companions that I and my parents before me were huge McNally fans and that in fact, I believe I might have once met this genius writer at a Philadelphia event with my Father. All agreed it would be a wonderful idea to see his latest production but time probably would not allow us that opportunity as the play only ran for a few more days. Nothing unusual so far but as with so much in my REALLY serendipitous and always interesting life there is a caveat to this seemingly simple and mundane occurrence.

Just a few days later I found myself attending a meeting with the acquaintance of myself and my husband that had previously suggested we all see the play. As we walked to dinner where the plan was to discuss possibilities for my husband and my new venture, my companion realized we were quite near the Playhouse. We strolled past the billboard in front where I fawned over the play’s announcement – again expressing my admiration for Mr. McNally and the star, Tyne Daly. On this very hot East Coast evening in very high heels I was led by my evening’s host down toward the small gathering of the play’s professionals and arriving theater goers. It seemed [now and for future discussions a bit odd] that my host had previously met Thomas Kirdahy who apparently was involved in the play’s production in a very prominent way and as such introduced me  to this extremely charming man – my introduction led to questions and after discussing my studies and family, the chat turned to my planned books and blog. Mr. Kirdahy seemed interested and of course, I was only too eager to suggest he write down my contact information and take a look – as you are doing right now – at my blog essays. I was thrilled that he agreed and was careful to note the exact title of my work and then there was a small discussion that maybe my work could be a play someday along with publisher’s suggested plan for a movie. Oh my, I was thrilled and took the offer of free lemonade the playhouse was serving while being both beaming and excited.

Melting in that evening’s extreme heat and now anxious to both not wear out our welcome and also get this Friday night’s dinner meeting completed, I agreed to sit for a moment more at the the table where the play’s principals were waiting for curtain call outside – it was then that my “play wrong” faux paus occurred – I received a second introduction that went like this: while still standing I heard, “Tereza, this is Terrence“. I leaned over to shake the kind looking gentleman’s hand saying “Nice to meet you, what do you do?” Graciously my new acquaintance answered “I write plays” and then as I sat down said, “That must be interesting“. Yes I did – I said that to a man I have admired for many years and for some reason my dinner companion  – which I would have done if visa verse – did not take it upon himself to gently prod by reminding me that this was Mr. McNally [more in future writings about my later concluded reasons for that]. It does get worse my dear readers – after this ridiculous totally unexceptionable social misstep, I began to chatter away about my own writing – actually suggesting that Mr. McNally might enjoy reading what was then my most recent blog essay titled “My Special Relationship with Justice Scalia” – it was obvious we were both probably political Liberals and so there were a few guffaws about that essays title. Still oblivious we bid farewell and walked to our dinner reserved restaurant. Only then did it dawn on me that I had just met one of my favorite writers – an award winning and quite heroic gentleman. Oh my G-d, Oh my G-d, Oh my G-d … yes indeed that was my moment of  “I can not believe I did that”  happening.

There is a rather sweet follow up to this debacle. The next day I found that a special friend of mine and his husband were in fact seeing that evening’s production of this play. The day after my friend posted on Facebook photos of himself with Mr. McNally and Mr. Kirdahy and Tyne Daly – the play’s star – all of whom my wonderful friend and his husband seem very well acquainted with. Another Oh moment then as I realized I did in fact know that Mr. McNally and Mr. Kirdahy were married – having read that in the New York Times, etc.. Well now – I am fond of saying that I don’t do embarrassment – no that feeling is not in my emotional repartee. My life instead consists of realizations when wrong or offending another, that sincere apology is required, a life correction one might say is to be pursued as a regretful action might have been my mistaken course. With this in mind, I am thinking of just the right gift and note to send the couple of McNally and Kirdahy as explanation and apology for that hot Bucks County evening’s “can not believe I said that” moment!

 

May 29, 2014

Update Opinion: Snowden Does PR Tour!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

snowdenSilly me to think a high school drop out, narcissistic and brazen interloper would never REALLY have access to our important government’s information. Well of course, we all now know that is exactly the case due to Edward Snowden having absconded with USA National Security secrets. Now this misanthrope somehow thought it his duty and right to “out” the United States for its wrong doings and overreaches concerning our nations data keeping. While yes, there seems much to be concerned about considering the post 9/11 Patriot Act and such that allows entire seizing without warrants of our phone records and emails, trust me, Snowden is not the one to guide and protect we the citizens of this Democracy toward an open and free society. Nope – not nearly the person who without self interest would give voice to the immediate concern of a “big brother” government where our privacy and rights might be decimated.

Seems Mr. Snowden deliberately sought employment at our National Security Agency for the express purpose of being some sort of freedom information crusader – that alone must give pause for his REAL motivation, not to mention psychological stability. My main concern is how the hell this non degree, no formal education and probably psychopath got hired in the first place – other than that I worry that the REAL problem at hand of too much government seized information about we the citizens will now not be addressed with the seriousness and formality required. Dear G-d, almost seems conspiratorial … now if any of my readers tend toward that constant “they are plotting against us” attitude, I do not REALLY think the government conspired to have idiot Snowden look the fool so as to have partisan politics busied with him and not review the REAL problem evolving. The pejorative problem to act on is that modern technology has made it far too easy for person and institution alike to have purview over others sensitive documents  – this must not be tolerated by any of us – that must be issue for openness and juris prudence now.

Final analysis is that I do believe Snowden must be prosecuted, just as I am personally determined to successfully sue and have prosecuted the individuals who have attempted access to my/my husband’s information and thought it their right to share often bogus facts on social media. I also want a learned and studied review and if needed legislation, that REALLY protects us all – the people and the nation. In that sense, maybe the dialogue Snowden created can and will be the only positive legacy this less than stellar United States rogue citizen can hope for in the tomes of history!

 

May 24, 2014

How Memorial Day Was Created (2014)

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

blacksoldierscivilwarFreedmen that were African slaves become gladdened by the prospect of Lincoln’s vision for life in America and so decided to commemorate their Civil War fallen comrades in Charleston, South Carolina on 1 May 1865. Calling this day of remembrance a May Day celebration and marking it with flowers and song – cleaning up unmarked graves – telling America that freedom had come from this second revolution of sorts all lent idea to what we now acknowledge as Memorial Day. Societies have been commemorating war dead throughout recorded history – my own Jewish faith deems necessary remembrances as a way to define who we are and to give eternal life of sorts to those gone. Not to be confused with morbid nor sullen grieving, the memorializing of brave citizens who gave the ultimate sacrifice for an ideal is seen as both honor and lesson for that nation they died to save. Such service to ones community remains unequal in valor, which is why days of recognition abound around the globe.

There is surely a need for continuity that promotes year after year efforts as we attend to the memories of those lost in battle – who we were, are and will be as a people made clear in some way through this activity. Of course, for the immediate family and friends that a soldier left behind this shows a much desired communal recognition that appreciation and value is denoted for that loss. Years pass – generation after generation attempt awareness of history and so until this day, each and every service person’s death throughout the history of the United States is included in Memorial Day ceremonies. Pride is foremost and a knowing that duty was served even in controversial battles like Vietnam – for those we ask to fight are not to be ever sullied by the politicians or leaders choices. Without question many have been too easily forgotten and marginalized – I began this post with mention of the African-American slave who fought beside others in our nation’s Civil War. There is no question that it took many more years – even post WWII for these REAL Americans to be treated with full and equal honor for their heroism in battle.

For myself and all Jewish families those that fought in World War II are especially close to our hearts for there is no confusion that we would not exist had those heroes not fought to keep safe the world from Nazi destruction. There is no hyperbole in my stating that humanity only survived because Americans and our European allies destroyed the enemies of G-d during the 1940’s. Tears come easily to me when thinking about those killed while fighting against Germany in order to prevent the world and my people from ultimate annihilation  Every time I meet a family that lost a fighting soldier in WWII or a veteran I tell them of my REAL gratitude, shake their hand, request an embrace and express my REAL belief that I owe them my life. Not all wars are as honorable in purpose as WWII and not all the resulting scenarios as glorious in tone but most are at least for America purposeful and with decency at the core; mistakes and miscalculations have and will happen as long as people fight but we must learn and attempt betterment if REAL gratitude is to be expressed for those we remember on Memorial Day and so that they shall rest in eternal peace!

 Note: I want to make mention of my pride that my first father-in-law [widowed 2001] was a decorated WWII Air Force Colonel, Oxford & George Washington University Professor, Hall of Fame Senior Tennis Player & so much more … now laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery. Also there interred is my paternal Uncle Milton Solomon, a decorated Army Officer & later International Business Entrepreneur. While of different faiths, these two wonderful men not only share being an important part of my family history but in common this great nation and its gloried history of the struggle for REAL freedom throughout the world. Amen I say!!!

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