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February 13, 2016

My Father Plagiarized Victor Hugo

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Victor Hugo To Love...

I am one of those blessed daughters … Longed for, planned for,  and prayed for by both my parents. My wonderful Father Abraham H. Solomon wanted a daughter to complete the family with my two brothers, Sidney and Albert. I was born on his birth-date March 5th (1954). Our closeness and life together all that any child could wish for … Not any less and in some ways even more a joy in my adult life.

When my Father became ill I spent each day with him … I was his escort and company at doctor appointments and during treatment. I organized and pursued – reached out to medical experts who were friends, family members and even those known only through press and books doctors and researchers. I was lucky that my late first husband David was more than supportive … He and my Mother and other family members all devoting time and energy to making those difficult years quite enjoyable and meaningful for my Father.

As Father became obviously nearing the end of his days here with us … Again good fortune presented itself through family and friends who were physicians [board of directors as well] that made sure those last weeks were spent in a large private suite in one of Philadelphia’s best hospitals. I moved in with my Father and despite his being very ill those days and nights were sweet … We chatted, read books, discussed the news. Family, friends, colleagues and some strangers to me that my Father [typical] had helped in one or another way visited … But the majority of time it was we two together – my only leave was when I thought he and my Mother – the love of his life for fifty years – needed time alone.

One of my Father and my life long shared activities was reading … He often would choose this or that classic [one Summer the torture of War and Peace] work of literature for us to read – mind you there was no shortcut for Father expected full and detail conversations to follow and as I adored being all he hoped for I was careful to do the reading in totality. So it was that Father decided [all he had read before of course – being a lifelong voracious readers] a book by one of his favorite authors Victor Hugo … That which many of you became familiar with through the play and subsequent film, Les Miserables. I need to state here the literature in many ways different than the play … Certainly a more broad and nuanced philosophy. Being political active … A civil rights activist and supporter of unions even as a business owner this book’s message very meaningful to my Father. So it was often we discussed Hugo through the years.

In hospital many sent flowers which Father seemed to enjoy … I had my husband do likewise for me even though I was there – asking that Florist where we had a many years account add a heart item of some sort. So it was that three dozen varied colored roses arrived with an attached small crystal heart. I need to mention here that I often ordered gourmet and other foods to be delivered in an attempt to increase Father’s appetite or at the least have him enjoy a tasty bit of his favorite food – and so it was that I was in the lobby fetching just such a food delivery when my flowers arrived one early evening. As I entered our shared hospital suite with enthusiastic glee about the goodies in hand my Father was sitting in a lounge chair my husband had delivered for his comfort, next to my gifted roses with the small crystal heart in his hand … Father looked up at me with tears and said: “Daughter – to be loved as I have been by you my child is to have seen the face of G-d.”.  I need not say anymore other than such words and many times in notes and letters from my Father to me were not unusual … However the time and place then made for the deepest of meanings that I carry through life and I pray into eternity.

My Father, Abraham H. Solomon died 12 February 1987 … A few months after his passing my husband David through a colleague had he, I and my Mother invited to a semi private showing of the play Les Miserables – lovely evening for us all in box seats. There we sat in rather formal attire – me thinking of my Father’s fondness for Hugo and wondering what both erudite men would think of this play when near the end as he sits near death Jean Valjean – Father to surrogate daughter Cossette says , “To be loved as I have been by you is to have seen the face of G-d.”. Well now I turned to my Mother nearly shouting that my Father seems to have lovingly plagiarized Victor Hugo … My Mother in her usual no nonsense fashion replied “Oh my – get over it – your Father loved you more than life itself and you should be flattered my darling Cossette!”

So I conclude this essay with a lesson taught to me by my Father and Victor Hugo: To love deeply and unselfishly anyone is to know G-d for is that not what we fragile humans need most – a connection to one another that to me equals a knowing we are that which is favored and known to be worthy!

February 22, 2015

Auntie Jane’s Niece™

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Aunt & NieceWe writers are well known throughout the ages to realize that “art imitates life which imitates art” and so on. Without question those of us lucky enough to be brought up and schooled in the classics come to accept that there are no new themes to be written about … All is pathos and ethos at the core and so here is a REAL life fable so to speak that should neither be found unique nor without precedence:

Opening Scene: Somewhere outside Philadelphia a woman is driving to law class early one weekday morning – real time first person narrative and reflective remembrances.

Oh My! Not another message from her!” Driving to law class and now feeling compelled to respond to this obviously unstable young woman … Should I call authorities or mental health professionals where she lives is all I could think en route to a full day of study and tasks. Being a person who cares about others – even though to say the most I am only “peripherally” even aware this person exists – it now seems incumbent upon me to do something to help this obviously obsessed with me individual even though her rants and pleads for both inclusion in my life and similar for her Mother are frightening in tone and intent. Well now I have another call – and just in time because Jane after all is the REAL Aunt of this scary person.

Hello Jane, very glad you called me this morning … As usual on a weekday morning driving to school and again receiving private Facebook messages from your niece that are very disconcerting – whatever should I do?” Pause, deep breath is all heard on the other end and then a surprising confessional – and let us say one that created even further concern for my and my husband and family well being and possibly even our safety – tragically the years that followed proved my concern more than appropriate. “What I have to tell you must not be repeated!” Jane begins and of course I remind her that in my blessed marriage we keep nothing from one another and so she must keep in mind that I will be sharing whatever we chat about with my husband. I assure Jane as we never gossip nor intentionally malign a person unless the authorities need to know neither my husband nor myself will repeat her conversation to others. Jane proceeds to tell me that her late Mother shared the fact that her Granddaughter (Jane’s niece) was born with some sort of learning and developmental disabilities – it seems the parents who are Jane’s brother and sister-in-law did not want others knowing. Well I ask Jane why tell me now? Jane explains that her reason is what I describe now frightens her too – I am surprised to say the least by this confessional tonality that now seems Jane’s determined method of communicating and that in of it self gives me reason for concern. My life policy is to while accepting of such things being shared possibly in good faith also to give consideration that these facts are not yet verified or documented to myself or husband – gossip not acceptable to me as REAL proof and yet things seem to now being adding up – still I refrain from any prejudicial conclusion. After all being born with a learning and developmental disability does not lessen character or does it in this case? Of course fact is such a person is often without ability to logically perceive reality – Oh My! I think it is all beginning to make sense.

I felt it necessary as did my husband to discuss what we had just learned with one of my dearest friends – a PhD. in Psychology – her and her husband being a couple we spent time with and felt comfortable confiding in and also a gal pal of mine who is a Psychiatrist. Both seemed equally concerned considering what Aunt Jane had told us and the young woman’s rants to me via private Facebook messages. Sure enough things went from bad to worse to disastrous as the niece, her parents and siblings – others – joined in with people who had already criminally vandalized our home, threatened my husband’s life and other unseemly and even illegal activities. Who could have anticipated how truly troubling the situation would become … Certainly not me.

As the years past Aunt Jane’s niece became more aggressive and more hostile – even confronting a published author who interviewed me when he graciously compared me to the late actress and humanitarian Audrey Hepburn. This now older and more delusional young woman lied and wrote she had “grown up with me” when in fact I only met her once briefly. She even seemed to imply she had known Hepburn in her admonishment that comparison to me would leave the actress insulted. It went on from there … Fancying herself a “internet ninja” posting either erroneous or made up or legally invalid information on the internet about myself and husband … Then either creating or being involved with two fraud and criminal activity Twitter pages. Out of obvious envy this woman and her Mother suggested that which was REAL on our social media pages not – angering my decorator, realtor and many more not to mention being additional reasons to sue her. There are many more documented incidents this young woman and her cohorts are involved with against myself, husband and family. But possibly most frightening was her blatant attempt to be me … Yes indeed she created a Twitter page like one of my own, wrote post as if like mine, etc.. Her physical appearance both denoting ill kept and slovenly lifestyle and rather vulgar cleavage and other suggestive posses with young men was found by some to be representative of the proverbial “slippery slope” toward a dangerous situation that we and law enforcement needed to consider in a serious way. Yes Aunt Jane’s niece was employed but even this seemed to be part of her unstable diatribe in that she continuously stated exaggeration of employment status and position.

And … ?!?

End Scene: Court Rooms, Book Readings and Interviews Across America!

So is this fable a salacious made for TV movie … Material for a horrid crime novel or the documented ongoing legal investigation of a very dangerous bully – the common and all too well known story of those that appear rather “normal’ but indeed are not only personally troubled but just one short step away from doing something heinous? You decide my dear readers and remember in law classes often Professors present the “you can not believe this REALLY happened” cases so as to inform and instruct future attorneys that human nature can and frequently is without an easy explanation and likewise not something even though you would prefer to ignore can ever safely do without dire consequences!

Please Note: Auntie Jane’s Niece™ is legally Trademarked, owned by Tereza Diane & Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon #AuntieJanesNiece™

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 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 4, 2013

Lucky Feminist Me !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

MRS_NWHMSomewhat difficult to determine all the reasons why – the blessing of good fortune, happenstance, circumstance, right place at right time or just possibly what I reap, I have sown scenario but the men in my life are feminist. Yes my darling readers either REAL feminist or at the very least respectful of my being one. Come to think of it, the men that I feel the most closeness to allow for the full scope of who I REALLY am – at times completely in charge, other moments very much in need of support, still others where – well not often – I throw myself into their arms [real and theoretically] for protection and directive oversight. Best of all worlds is what I seem to have. Asking why or how moi got so damn lucky? Hmm … probably a combination of there being no other option, a bit of plain old luck and putting out there that which I expect to get back.

Please do not think this post is going to be another blah, blah, blah tutorial others of my ilk often write in an effort to dictate the life plan of women and their guys – nope, it is my REAL and honest descriptive self analysis and a portion of my own  hopefully inspiring life story, along with what else is relevant in historical and current terms, that will somehow help the ladies and gents reading this get to that perfect balance where REAL respect is achieved. Here is an aside – both myself and my REALLY feminist husband, who if you read me regularly or know us personally, are aware legally took my last name and agreed to have our children do the same – are angry about the state of women here in the great U.S.A. and around the world. In her new novel The Woman Upstairs [a MUST read], Claire Messud writes about “the furies” – that being simply the furious tone we women should have concerning the still oppressive and often dismissive attitudes toward us despite education, earning capacity and such. Pissed off is what her main character is and hubby and I think most women should be – if not about ones own individual circumstance, then toward the other women less fortunate and certainly undeniably oppressed status to various degrees. We women are far too often the worst enemy of ourselves and others of our gender – less supportive of another woman is much too usual the posture seen in the work place, politics and community. Is it jealousy or fear? Not sure exactly but the lack of REAL connective and unified presentation against misogynistic attitudes is daunting to me. Of course, there are the absolutely amazing efforts by women to continue that which my beloved feminist Mother’s generation began … Still fighting to pass Equal Rights Amendment here in U.S.A., working for decent wages and health care here and around the world for women and girls, those striving to elect more American women to political office and even to get the National Women’s History Museum finally built in Washington D.C. – to name just a few of the ongoing and long sought after items involving women. Additionally, there are famous and well placed women attempting to enlighten and raise not only awareness but funds to help our gender – just this past weekend Beyonce, Jennifer Lopez, Madonna and other entertainers performed and sponsored the Chime for Change event in London to raise the consciousness of the world through song about justice, health and education for girls and women everywhere. All in all there is a REAL effort but we gals need more definitive action by everyone to get it right – to the place where gender REALLY does not matter any longer.

Being our own worst enemy surely applies to women’s current problems – if you want it all, then do it all – that is if like myself, fortune has smiled on you through education, etc.. There are our sisters with no REAL choice … place of birth and other factors rendering them incapable of having choices and so the rest of us must step up and do it – yes, make not only our circumstances and successes doable but be sure legislation here and government actions around the world insure the well being of all women. Dear G-d … when I hear women spout nonsensical things like “I am not a feminist – I love taking care of my husband and children” – well me too and he for I but that does not in any way excuse ignoring the REAL problems of women being denied choices in all areas of life and without any equivocation does not pass for reason to claim ignorance about the growing apparent recognition of things like sexual assaults in the United States military and more similar ongoing egregious actions against women. Listen folks, I bake, I love my family, I am a bit of a high maintenance Princess type but I also handle business and finance for my family and often friends, I am involved in politics, am a writer, athletic type and many more things but what I am not is foolish enough to allow society to define me – then why would I ever allow that to be the case for another women? I ask the ladies reading this to remember that all are affected by laws and tenor of community – her today babe, you and your daughter tomorrow in an oppressive world. To the guys reading this, my hubby is a REAL man who is not afraid to look after the homestead quite well, being a researcher and brilliant writer while doing so – and when someone offends or attacks his woman [me] he is a lion defender of his brood – no question about his manhood, trust me on that. What matter is it if man or woman does this or that task – we are each the better for the others accomplishment and only by working in unison will a family, community, country and the world get better, healthy and more equal for all!

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!  many details about my late Mother’s feminism will be shared – how she told me it began as her personal outlook on life, etc.. For now please take a look at the picture connected to this blog – it is a dedication that my husband and I are endowing for her at the National Women’s History Museum, which I hope you all will consider making at least a small contribution in honor of a woman you REALLY love and visiting once open.

June 2, 2013

My Daddy’s Romance with Environmentalist Rachel Carson

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

rachel-carson-silent-springMy dear erudite, brilliant, activist Father was crazy about environmentalist Rachel Carson – a REAL crush in my opinion is what Daddy had for this forerunner in the filed of conservation. Therefore it was not odd that at twelve years old one of the books he insisted I read and then, as was par for our family structure, we discuss was her iconic book, “Silent Spring“. Well dear readers, Rachel Carson had no idea how REALLY dangerous the manipulation for evil and lack of concentration of biodiversity would become with the current ever growing advancement in technology. Now if you are a Luddite reading this, just take a deep breath and proceed with an open mind for REAL and honest dialogue must – absolutely must – be continued on issues of the lessening of species, crops and biological diversity on this planet; likewise there must be applied efforts to maintain and yes, control both man-made and natural destruction of our varied ecosystem if we are to survive. Not hyperbole but REAL and serious documented factual reality – there is a terrible problem that we humans need to address immediately and no slanted nor political viewpoint should be allowed to dictate the direction we take.

Something called the “conservation of variety” was a prevalent and definitive focus during the Cold War between U.S.A. and the Soviet Union.  In his New York Times op-ed, Ecology Lessons From the Cold War, Jacob Darwin Hamblin discussed that it was nothing short of than a strategy for human survival that made necessary scientific investigations and planning should the worse case scenario occur – the frighteningly titled “Mutually Assured Destruction.  The Cold War [mostly] over but oh my, the REAL war to save the world’s ecological diverse stability is ever growing and I assure you, none of us – no one – will win unless all of us get involved now. Saving whales or pandas, a rare fish – yes that too but crops, water systems and every damn contingency or sub system as well has to be protected and even morphed into a stronger lineage if so determined in order to be able to withstand environmental changes. What choice is there? Does any one REALLY believe G-d wants us to just go along, to get along? Well, tell me please because that is an insane attitude and my Jewish faith demands care taking of this gloried nature that the L-rd granted us purview over. If your own faith suggests destruction for an entry into nirvana – I want you to be REALLY quiet because otherwise someone will  – no make that someone must – get you mental health treatment asap or incarcerate you to be sure you do no harm to the rest of us. Yes, I know what you must be thinking – something like, “OMG Tereza, that is so extreme!”. You betcha because the ignorant among us are causing delay and defunding for REALLY necessary scientific research and development to save us now and future generations. I say if anyone disagrees and wants the so called “end of days” sped up – go for it – I mean take your single life out of the equation asap and leave the rest of us to do REALLY what G-d wanted and that is save his beloved creation. This is an ethical and moral imperative and not a philosophical ideal my friends and you will be deemed guilty of complicity if any less than supporting environmental preservation is your life choice!

P.S. In my book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! there will be details on my late Father’s early environmental activism and the irony that sadly a environmental poison [asbestos despite being only a so called white collar guy] ended his still vital [in his mid 70’s life], as well as , how those he loved and loved him are determined to legally and in other ways continue his fights for REAL justice and care for all living things!

May 28, 2013

Why My Dear Mama Thought Machiavelli Was Misunderstood!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

MachThe Socratic dialectic form that Machiavelli’s The Art of War  presents is often mistaken for a diatribe on brutish and pejorative direction concerning military actions within and among nations. Nothing of the sort  REALLY – as the ideal suggested is to be conditioned on fairness, inclusiveness and civility but not at the sake or risk of and to ones own well being. You see that like Machiavelli, my own quite erudite late Mother thought that the correct template for a life REALLY well lived. I often quip that my strength must surely be in part owed to being gestated by such an amazing clearly in charge woman. I and family, as well as friends who either knew personally this grand lady or simply have heard so much about her, all agree that which I act on daily would make her REALLY and deeply proud of me. I am humbled by any slight comparison to either of my parents – for theirs was a life REALLY lived with the fortitude of giants and the graciousness of angels. Now back to analysis of my Mama’s affection for Machiavelli and apparently that of our Founding Father Thomas Jefferson too ; this American hero kept a copy of Machiavelli’s tome in his library and referenced it often during our then young nation’s struggles against REAL enemies … good enough for him and Mother, then I must ask why not me and you dear readers as well?

We all know that retreat does not work. In my own life many who REALLY care sincerely and without selfish motive about me were of the thought that my husband and I ignore our often referenced in my blog posts nemesis. The thinking was that they would just wither and be defeated by their own loathsome character and REALLY insignificant lives. Oh no, I and  without any equivocation my husband knew better – for as my Mother thought, we do as well – one must reproach actively the enemy so hell bent on your destruction. For myself  and my dear husband, there was no clear reasoning to define the impetus from our attackers and definitely no REAL relationship or may I somewhat snobbishly put forth, conceivable realistic platform that these kind of people could ever be a part of my world – now I mean that yes in status, lifestyle choices, education and the class that is defined by not only material surroundings – oh no, but by the class that comes of REAL decency and finely evolved intellect. Machiavelli postulates that frequently it is without REAL cause and then minus retaliatory response that the lesser proceed against one better or of higher place within that society. Proof of all this for my personal recent battle was that at first my husband and I attempted ignoring these creatures we cared so little about – so unimportant to our life that it was made easier to be unconcerned with their ridiculousness. We then legally and carefully responded in writing  and through law enforcement, attorneys and Courts. Yet, even though it was without prompting from us, they began and continued what one of my advisers describes as a “reign of terror” against me and mine. Much hard and deliberate work by us and those supporting our battle thus began … detailed in other of my posts are the hours of meetings with attorneys, advisers, law enforcement and such, the saving and the constant documentation of each rant and threat, the legal actions in Court of disowning and disinheriting the related members of this group, etc., etc., etc.. With a specific and declaratory fashion [which included review by those advising us] we responded as much as defined to be reasonable to all social media lies, erroneous suggestions and threats/attacks by our enemies.  No choice was left open to us  – we worry that others so willfully attacked have neither the resources, energy or without equal, the devoted supportive community that we were blessed with to thwart such evil. For this among other reasons we are looking forward to making public our journey and G-d willing help those less able or fortunate than my husband and I , to do likewise in effort to protect themselves and family from what can in the end be aptly described as adult “bullying” – still not to be thought of than any less dangerous in mode nor contrast to physical attacks [which we were also concerned about as there were phone threats and vandalism involved, along with posturing on social media in REAL threatening styles]. On the advise of professionals, my husband and I developed REAL and concrete worries about the safety of ourselves, our children, homes and even pet Labrador and so much effort was given to making all secure. Of course, much more and REAL details about all this will be included in my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and in interviews and articles related to ongoing litigation – for now I plead that all of you take head to not be the victim – seek legal recourse and state your case wherever and whenever possible … in this you too will find REAL justice and peace and make my Mama in heaven REALLY proud!!!

P.S. Curious about my frequent use of REAL and REALLY? Well – you will REALLY understand once my books are published and subsequent interviews given – trust me, my darling readers and followers, it will give a guffaw moment or two, plus I hope, pause to understand that many among the multitudes are not REAL but merely usurper poseurs that will use their faux narrative to attempt demise of us REALLY honest and open types. Hmm …got you thinking about this – right?

April 13, 2013

Sex Essentials or How I am REALLY Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte AND Samantha!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

SATCJust this past 5 March 2013 – on my 59th birthday, along with other lovely surprises seen here in this photo, I was gifted the entire Sex & the City DVD set. This television series collection arrived in a lovely pink suede cover box and I was thrilled. Never being a steady TV viewer and having no time, inclination nor patience to routinely watch serial shows – I did not see this iconic and groundbreaking series on a regular basis when shown on HBO. I did catch a few segments, saw the movies and certainly read loads about it – always thinking it honest, marvelous and REALLY worthwhile entertainment. Anyway, as a blogger and soon to be published author + plans to be at least part time NYC resident soon – many gals in ,my life thought it about time Teréza came into the S&C club. Besides, I adore Sarah Jessica Parker and believe me when I tell you her and I REALLY have much in common. Those similarities will be fully detailed in my year end (2103) memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! For now, lets just say it is more than we both own multiple pairs of designers shoes.

Anyway, back to the Box Set S&C moi received as a birthday gift … at the end there are bonus discs and one it titled “Sex Essentials“. Well what was I to think – hmm … possibly a tutorial on that great pleasurable life activity, perhaps suggestions on hows and wheres to enjoy such delights or could it just be a synopsis of the multiple #@%* – got you thinking orgasms, right? No – none of those but instead a lovely retrospective on each of the four characters. The tonality was that each of the four ladies while sharing NYC and one another as friends, were distinctive and separate – very individual types. I say not – for me each was 1/4 of a whole. Yes indeed – we REAL women encompass  Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte AND [G-d willing] a hell of a lot of Samantha. If you follow me regularly or definitely if you know me personally, without a doubt you are thinking, “Teréza is going to explain this for sure!”. Your right – her goes ladies and gents who REALLY love us – my take on my four parted REAL self and others who like me want to REALLY have it all!

OK folks – lets begin with Miranda. I too study law …  hoping to finish soon and I can honestly say that I took to the tomes of jurisprudence like the proverbial “fish takes to water“.  Like Miranda I sit at the head of the meeting – in charge and never the lesser on account of my gender. Also similar is that I am not afraid to be successful – not timid nor fearful that my abilities in the board room will lessen my attractiveness in the bedroom. Fortunately for me and her (later in the series) the REALLY right man is my life partner … both my first husband from whom I was widowed in 2001 and my REALLY feminist second hubby [who you must all know by now legally took my last name/has our children do the same] who I married in 2003 never seemed threatened by  – in fact both promoted – my achievements and goals. I must firmly state that I have been particularly blessed and abundantly so with REALLY supportive men all my life. My dear Father, husbands, best and other guy friends, colleagues and advisers – all – each and every one of these men are amazingly supportive and even protective of my ambitions in life. Now don’t get me wrong – there have been a few misogynistic loser type males I have needed to put in their bottom dwelling place. Why surely most of you have by now read my mention of the male parts of THE REAL Evil Doers Club™  hubby and I suing, etc.. Now those are REAL schmucks – trust me about this and one of them is almost miniature in size – I mean height or maybe both his @#%* and height. Oh who knows – just that these are not REAL men – know what I mean?

Now onto dear sweet Charlotte. In fact I too have my REALLY preppy and conservative sides. I ride horses, play tennis in whites, golf, sail, fly fish and here is another big similarity –  my first dear hubby, David Colin was a WASP. Yes, he was so much so that I had my walk in closet in our home having one whole section filled with duck, horses and tasteful plaid attire. My dear husband who I married at the young age of 26 [he was almost 10 years older], converted to Judaism for me. His family embraced me and mine him. Fortunately my REALLY cultured parents and my in-laws. despite ethnic and religious differences, shared quite similar sensibilities – art, theater, travel and such. What else Charlotte and I have in common is my being a bit “prudish” – not within the realm of marriage but unlike the other ladies I and Charlotte never wanted the, shall we say “serial monogamy” life style. No – marriage was my choice … G-d I have been married almost all my adult life. Always say – admit readily that even though I do not think it would have been something I could have enjoyed, there never was the a REAL opportunity for the single gal bar pick up time in my life – never being REALLY single. I do not condemn nor judge badly other ladies who sought that venue … why not be open about wanting sex, if guys do it all the time? For me – neither sex looks REALLY happy bed hopping and so in that way I am very much like Charlotte. Besides she becomes a Jew near the end of the series  – so that too is a shared likeness between us. One more REALLY shocking to some who think they know me is sameness for her and I in that I am very domestic. Even though not always  a necessity – I can cook, bake and all the other homey stuff. I am a great caretaker type – family and friends know I am the one that will not be squeamish in my tasks should they need attention. Proud to say I am quite a maternal woman and I find that most women are too. By the way, even though not on a Martha Stewart level to be sure, I have been known to glitter a poster or two for the children and more REALLY crafty stuff. So there.

We have come to “hot time in the city” Samantha – who apparently she is mine and most of my gal pal’s husband’s favorite S&C lady. Wonder why? No I don’t actually. Now here I suggest what you readers might think counter intuitive for I just told you that I share a bit of “prudishness” with Charlotte. You are wrong my darlings because I am anything but that in my married life. One of the reasons I REALLY love being married is that my one and only and I are each others fantasy mate. Monogamy for me equals completeness and the safety to be all I can be to just one man – my husband. Nothing wrong with being full out Samantha sex obsessed with just the right guy – my husband, Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon is the lover I always dreamed of and he is my only fantasy. Like Samantha my mind drifts to us together when I hear just the right song, smell a certain scent or have a suggestive thought. I like to say that my parents raised a REALLY healthy woman and it is biblical [my old testament that is] intoned that within the sanctity of marriage, passion is to be a blessed by G-d event. Besides why would I deny myself one of the most exciting and earthly pleasures when the ring on my finger says I am entitled to full out love making with my hubby. Yes Samantha and I agree – it is my right to be a REALLY satisfied woman. It is on my terms and it is great to be sexual – after all nature made us that way. Right? Samantha and I are also career oriented  – along with not thinking a man is the answer to all things or the only way to happiness. Again you must be thinking that I state opposite ideals – no, no, no I tell you for if I had not found the REALLY right guys to marry, then a single life would have been an equally happy and fulfilling choice for me. See Samantha and I agree on many things – well just not that multiple partner stuff but multiple other things for sure.

Finally, my writing doppelganger Carrie Bradshaw. Oh my – she is REALLY me and I too married [as she does in the first S&C movie] Mr. Big.  Some similarities are almost too obvious to state – of course that will not stop me. We both write – her a column – me a blog and likewise, each of us got a REAL book deal – make that multiple book deals [there goes that word again]. We both REALLY love and wear REAL designer couture shoes and clothes – and we both REALLY, REALLY, REALLY have great friends. On the friends issue, I wrote a blog titled Goddess Crew™ [26 August 2012]. The reason hubby and I trademarked that phrase is because for years I called my most wonderful, spectacular, loyal girlfriends that and then a few years ago, one of my L.A. advisers suggested we trademark it before my book was published [after all we all knew The Miscreants™ are thievery types – trust me they are being sued, along with for other reasons, copyright infringement]. To me all REALLY good women are goddesses – taking care of others, working tirelessly for family, careers and bread winner task, along with so much more – I REALLY worship these types of women and hence think them goddesses. Like Carrie I think of my close female friends as soul mates – they are my always there people,  who know EVERYTHING and we love, support and guide one another. We defend each other against all enemies – no task of helping each other thought to be too large and always with REAL respect. There is nothing and I mean absolutely nothing that is out of the question for us of the Goddess Crew™ in relationship to staying the course of REAL friendship. Another blessing are the women who have come into my life unexpectedly – through groups, school, professional situations and from meeting through social media sites. That’s right – some of my dearest lady friends were gotten on account of a serendipitous meeting via Facebook and Twitter and such. I REALLY love women friends – just like Carrie – the ladies are my home base and I am thrilled to be theirs. Another blog post I wrote was Why All REAL Women Are Carrie Bradshaw!!! [10 October 2012] and this my dear readers says so much about how all REALLY good women are her. The scene that post references shows Carrie being “fashion road kill” and yes my much beloved and admired NYT columnist Frank Rich is in the audience when our darling falls down on the runway. An Oy Veh moment for sure but Carrie gets right back up and says,”When REAL people fall down, they get back up and [just] keep on walking.“. No better advise was ever given – not by me and not by Carrie Bradshaw!

So to conclude – I am REALLY proud to tell you that I have grown into a finely integrated 4 part woman. Each of us gals can and should be part of  an eclectic, hard to define and multi-faceted combined Miranda, Charlotte, Samantha and Carrie. Be one or be all these types of women but no matter to what extent you embrace their style – be your REAL self, no  matter what the rest of the world attempts to define you as being. You my darling ladies are each REALLY beautifully unique and I for one adore you!!!

P.S. In my year end memoir – my REALLY odd connection to the actress Kim Cattrell, who plays Samantha in the S&C series and movies will be shared. It is a REAL life OMG  situation – for now, it is titillating enough to inform you that she and I REALLY shared a venue – stay tuned for that juicy and interesting tidbit!!!

April 10, 2013

My REAL Thomas Jefferson Crush!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

JeffersonI have many passions but do not have many obsessions – my husband, Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon, is my main “can NOT ever live without addiction“. Which by the way, he insists I never get over. However, for a decade or two – beginning in the 1980’s, I had a big time fascination for – one could almost say “crush” on our Third U.S. President, Thomas Jefferson. What’s not to like? The man was handsome, erudite, successful and powerful – why surely all the qualities us gals look for in a mate. Thomas Jefferson was born 13 April 1743 – as we approach the anniversary of his birth, I want to reflect on why he is still such an attractive man – to me personally, as well as in reference to this great nation that he help form. We hear much about our Founders “original intent” concerning the U.S. Constitution but how do we REALLY know the internal melange of these men? Personal life is so much a definitive corridor to that which anyone holds dear and true – so is not that also a factor in knowing what Jefferson and his fellows meant as a template for America? I believe it is … so here is my own take away from the years that  I spent fawning over, reading about, visiting his dwelled in places both here and aboard that define Thomas Jefferson.

One of the most important facts I learned about Jefferson was his rejection of any doxology – he was nearly an agnostic. I know that the extremist on the religious right of our America demographic are constantly attempting to impute a Christian adherence for the men who designed and established this country. However it is simply not the REAL fact – in my home library there is a copy of The Jefferson Bible, subtitled “The Life and Morals of Jesus of Nazareth”, written by Thomas Jefferson  – which he began in the White House 1804 and completed 1819. You are probably thinking that such an effort REALLY does denote a religiosity – however it is nearly opposite in tonality. Jefferson saw Jesus as a story of absolute love and service, instead of believing in the miracle of the Annunciation. The President’s redactions of the Gospels is stunning – one must keep in mind what REAL audacity this man must have had to even contemplate taking a razor in hand as he literally cut and pasted as an editing devise that which he found disingenuous in the bible’s text. Without question the fact that Jefferson was a rationalistic fellow allowed him an almost dispassionate analysis of the New Testament. No one need be offended nor think me insulting of the Christian faith … in fact through Jefferson, a Jew like myself finds pleasant comfort in knowing the REALLY humanist attitude and ideals of that faith is how our third President informed his life and leadership decisions.

I am a “head over heels” in love with bookish men like my husband – show me your library Sir and I am yours. Bigger really does matter with a man’s book collection – hubby and I decided from first year of marriage that any home we owned would have a library as a primary room. So no surprise that my admiration for Thomas Jefferson is furthered in depth by his near compulsion to read, own and promote books – volumes and volumes of the written word were his constant refuge and life long companions. This great American bibliophile amassed through collecting thousands of books for his home library at Monticello in Virginia  – I have visited there more than once and felt entranced by volumes still present and the curatorial efforts ongoing as they best believe Jefferson would have wanted. Being a polymath allowed this lawyer and scholar purview into classics and literature from many cultures and origins of translations – knowledgeable of many languages gave our American Jefferson both insight and lessons from other times and lands. In my heart – after much study and concentration – I REALLY believe Thomas Jefferson hoped for a literate American citizenry – schooled and guided by a multiple of disciplines. Our third President would most definitely be outraged and distressed by the anti-scientific “Tea Party” rhetoric of late – shameful to a man of letters like himself and tragic in his mind as a contemplation of his well designed ideals for this new country whose very format he helped design. Our National Library of Congress was established by Thomas Jefferson – it is his own personal book collection that ceded this amazing cultural institution, that we are all still benefactors of today.

My husband and I have been waiting – somewhat impatiently – for our children to be of an age where they will fully enjoy our long planned trip following the Lewis & Clark Expedition. This event that changed forever the United States geography was decided on by President Jefferson – hence we have the western part of our vast country. Jefferson made the Louisiana Purchase  in 1803 – a territory from France and then sent the explorers further on to seek and find what we now know as our diverse and multiple geographic splendorous nation. A visionary can easily describe this energetic man – probably without many equal in kind, Thomas Jefferson designed, morphed and plotted the United States of America – knowingly and at times happenstance but either way a REAL gloried legacy to be sure.

Eclectic well described Thomas Jefferson – I am grateful that my own parents believed and taught us/their children and grandchildren and I now my own children that being versatile – many faceted in ones life is a route to REAL happiness. Renaissance man for certain is the often invoked verbiage when scholars describe Jefferson … statesman, lawyer, inventor, gardener, writer, devoted husband and father and so much more. Yes we all are aware of his now well documented romance and resulting off spring with Sally Hemmings – what to make of it I am not sure and yet I am prayerful – at least wanting of it having been REAL affection at play between those two people. Of course, as myself being the daughter of a civil rights activist I remain concerned – almost daunted by the controversy of whether or not our third President was REALLY committed to ending the horrid institution of slavery in the then new nation. Now here, as I admit early on in this post as being a bit of a T.J. “groupie“, I have to confess to anxiously waiting for and viewing more than once the 1995 film starring Nick Nolte, Jefferson in Paris with Hemmings by his side. Then I insisted on seeing places where Jefferson visited while in France – I have traveled to that country quite a few times before and since my T.J. tour obsession but still think of his times there as I stroll the streets of Paris until this day.

So as we celebrate the 270 year anniversary of Thomas Jefferson’s birth – I invoke Marilyn Monroe to J.F.K., as I sing to the heavens “Happy Birthday Mr. President!” and say thank you, thank you, thank you. In my year end (2013) memoir, “Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!” all my “crushes” – my cerebral REAL life devotions will be fully explained and detailed; until then go visit Jefferson’s Monticello home in Virginia or D.C. Library of Congress this Summer 2013 and remember to say that you too are grateful that G-d placed a man like Thomas Jefferson on this Earth, at the time when the world so needed a new form of government, founded in The United States of America!!!

March 20, 2013

My Heterosexual Love Affair with REAL Women!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Sappho_and_Erinna_in_a_Garden_at_MytileneNow don’t get all excited my darling readers … no salacious or sexual escapades will be discussed in this particular blog post. Mainly because there are none to describe in relationship to myself and other women. This is not a Lesbian tutorial nor a dismissal of those who are – in fact, a few of my best friends are in same sex relationships and I worked tirelessly for/am thrilled that this nation is finally going to be a REALLY equal place for them to live and love.  No I am not gay but I REALLY do love women. But oh baby – betcha my title got many REALLY interested. Glad I caught your attention because I know you will enjoy the whys and hows of how I am in love – platonic of course  – with many, many REALLY fine women. For those of you who read my blog regularly or know me personally, then it comes as no surprise that I am blessed with the most amazing female companionship – REAL family and friends, colleagues and associates of the female gender who I adore and they me. I have even gleaned the benefits of women I now consider REAL friends via social media sites like Facebook and Twitter – women who have defended and protected me from slights or others evilness and have now become part of my life forever [G-d willing]. I am part of a club – that which is a gathering of REALLY worthy females and I am thrilled. Sit back and read carefully as I regale you with all the delicious  but never lecherous  details of my gal crushes – the famous and infamous among them.

Indulge me with a wee bit of divergent topic discussion here – still REALLY relevant to the idea being reviewed in this blog post however: One of the most ridiculous blogs I  have ever read is a Chicago gay guy’s diary which mostly includes who he sleeps with, what faux couture clothes he wears, what he is eating, how his cat behaves, how much he disdains his Mother’s lower middle class suburban lifestyle [which apparently includes and he hated shopping at Boscov’s] – all with the poseur “I” as primary genre. Rarely a political, sociological nor other than self word in his blog – in fact even when finally writing after 3 years about his dead sister, only how it affected him is detailed, despite the fact that he, his Mother and sister reaped nearly $195,000 each from a wrongful death suit after that poor (apparently nearly now) forgotten 20 year was killed.  My psychiatrist gal pal believes possible mental health issues [for which this person was indeed once hospitalized for as a teenager] are at play. Hmm … why bring that up here when the topic is my gal romances? Simple you see – I will never write such a narcissistic obvious neuroses laden diatribe in simple minded diarist form as the loser offspring of the woman who is my husband and my nemesis when what I claim to be describing is my caring for others. You know his kind – works as a waiter but insist on describing himself as a “writer” – despite never having a REAL book deal or any such prospect – relevant to my topic here in that this creepy guy also is constantly berating  and mocking those he has [gay] romantic affections towards.  So now with that off my mind … I do the opposite of Chicago legally disowned/disinherited, fatherless criminal vandal [oh my – how did that slew of hints come out of my lap top???] and champion my same sex crushes. Bet you dear readers thought my referencing The Miscreants™ was over – no, no, no but lawsuits beginning soon and law enforcement seem to be wrapping up investigations – now we will be sharing REAL news articles and such with you all – here and elsewhere. However thought a bit of comparative analysis is appropriate as one of the loathsome offspring of THE REAL Devil’s Daughter™ is indeed gay – as my husband and I are huge supporters of the LGBT community, we are disgusted that an individual such as this self indulgent and REALLY delusional person could be thought to represent our gay brethren. Relevant here too is that the so called “friends” females of  THE REAL Evil Doers Club™  that this Chicago fellow is involved with  – these loathsome women really nothing more than cohorts in efforts against myself, my husband and our REAL family. These women by just about everyone aware of them determination are certainly not females worthy of admiration by any REALLY accomplished woman – they are the polar opposite  to the amazing women I love and am loved by. By observing these creatures, one can easily come to understand that not ALL of my gender are to be championed. Nothing genuine about such pretenders and definitely no core value to such women. But that is REALLY for times to come and trust me all will be made public – my REAL women friends will be by my side in triumph and victory then too.

Well now lets us get back to moi  – shall we? I am a flaming – some might say obsessed sexually with my REALLY sexy husband  – heterosexual female.  But you must understand that if I were a Lesbian – I would still be REALLY crazy about the women I will describe here – only I would be dating them with any luck. In previous blog posts like, The Goddess Crew™ [26 August 2012],  I shared my blessing of REAL lady friends – women near and far who are my constant support and glory. Like all young girls, there were for me many schoolmates, club friends, cousins and more to bond with in my youthful girlfriend style – the sleep overs and constant bestie types companions all through primary school years and even into college and graduate school. The friends that were bequested on account of a familial relationship equally important and into young adulthood and newly married status female compatriots always served as my stability. Lucky me to have guys as friends too but the girls and women who were there to cuddle, to commiserate, to run to my side – oh those sweet darling ladies of my life who still pick up the pieces when I break a little and I them – these are such a REALLY sweet refrain in my life. Intimate is the only way to define those relationships between us gals because many times it is just that – intimate and REALLY personal. Women will clean another if ill, help coif and dress without embarrassing, feed and administer care if their friend is ill and counsel during struggles. Again, I must be 100% truthful – I have men who have done the same for me but no more REALLY platonic intimate relationship can ever exist then that between two women who REALLY love one another. So yes my readers – I have real “crushes” on my gal pals – love, love, love my lady friends in so many ways and so very deeply – no equivocation about it – these are REAL love affairs in my very full and REALLY blessed life.

Now lets chat about my head over heels admiration and at times almost groupie like affection for the famed past and present who share my XX chromosomes.There are  writers, poets, historical figures, politicians  journalist, activist and others in my fondly held in my heart  repartee – so many women  to admire throughout history and into present day modernity. I fall madly in love and force everyone around me to listen about my respect and fondness for the women of the Bible, the leaders of nations that I enthusiastically read about like CleopatraCatherine the Great, Golda Meir, etc., etc.. In other posts I list each tome that capture my attention concerning these women. I fall into a trance while following life stories of famous, well known and those more obscure women who created and discovered so many contributions to this world. I have had a plethora of “Oh my” moments – wanting to know everything about these women and not to forget their names – all this and more has been a REAL love affair for me. Not all my gal crushes are long gone – there is our late Jacqueline Kennedy, Coretta King, Secretary and hopefully future U.S. President Hillary Clinton , our magnificent current First Lady, Michelle Obama, my feminist template Gloria Steinem and all the female members of the United States Supreme Court. Two of my Jewish “sisters” in the political world must be remembered too – Representatives Debbie Wasserman Schultz [like myself a breast cancer survivor] and the brave courageous Gabby Gifford – both women deeply connected to me and I do love them very much. Likewise, I fawn over artists and entertainers – some not main stream like Marina Abramovic and others quite popular like Barbra Streisand, Bette Midler and the like. I am especially fond of my equally litigious – sue the slanderous and defaming bastards similar to me, Catherine Zeta Jones … yes indeed, this beauty and her husbandman Michael Douglas are like myself and my husband – no such offense should go unchallenged is our shared philosophy with this star couple. Why even my JAP “sisterSarah Jessica Parker has me smitten … talented woman who struggled to become a Mother [like myself having achieved REAL pregnancy and now considering gestational carrier to grew our wonderful family] and NYC dweller are two things we soon will have in common. I admire and workout to Beyonce, Adele and the more Avant- garde Nora Jones. I can not live without hearing classical music performers , such as violinist Lindsey Sterling. Being a  fashionista  type and filling my closets with REAL couture has me adoring designers like Diane von Furstenberg [like myself – she is a REAL Jewish Princess] and Donna Karan , Stella McCartney – both also Jewish ladies [bet you did not know Linda McCartney was Jewish and therefore so is daughter Stella]. Not being huge TV viewers in our homes leaves me pining for the erudite news provider and commentator Rachel Maddow and her similarly astute female news types – including Andrea Mitchell who I had the pleasure of meeting many years ago. I can not leave out entrepreneurial types like Facebook’s Sheryl Sandberg and Yahoo’s Marissa Mayer – so much in the news these days.  Being a life long athletic type and sports enthusiast I am also a huge fan of women like American ulta runner Diane Van Deren  – I have been a runner for almost 45 years now and she/others inspire me each day. There are my lady sports heroes that can not go without mention – recently retired basketball coach, Pat Summitt, among them. There are so many women who I adore … I respect and admire – far too many to list here.  Sadly, I also have my “if only we had met ladies” like dear lost too soon Nora Ephron, who I wrote about in my post, Losing Nora Ephron [27 June 2102] and others I will now never meet but always honor in memory. There are others that my heart and mind simply can not help but love – the young Malala Yousafzai who was shot in Pakistan for her blog and desire to be educated – now happily back to school and still a voice of power. Girls and women throughout history making a difference – bravely and sweetly changing the world – how could I not fall in love over and over again ?

Now here is my most recent creme de la creme moment concerning gal crushes. I have always adored, admired and respected the actress Ellen Barkin … I am a HUGE fan. I follow her on Twitter and am determined to have her at one of my book signings if she will honor me by accepting my invites – NYC of course – when my end 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! is published. Anyway, I retweet her often and last week sent her a message of affection and noting that I frequently ask myself what would EB do or say? OMG!!! She responded with wonderful and very caring advise. Obviously, I saved that – my newest talisman to take out when the times are tough. By the way,  I woke my family in those early a.m. hours excitedly saying “Ellen Barkin sent me a Twitter message!”. My dear husband and later that day, friends and colleagues were happy for me – as they should be because Ms. Barkin is a REALLY great lady – and I REALLY love her.

So I end this post with respect, affection and admiration for all the REALLY great broads of the world – past and present. Sending each my virtual xoxoxo and wishes for G-d’s blessings because maybe, as the song says, It’s A Man’s World but the lyrics also include “but it wouldn’t be nothing without a woman or a girl !”!!!

March 16, 2013

Speaking Yiddish with a Irish Braugh Accent?

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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Chaim Herzog and  Cearbhall Ó Dálaigh were childhood friends … one the sixth President of Israel and the other fifth President of Ireland. How so,  you ask? Answer is both men were born and raised in Ireland – both Irish lads. Believe it or not moment for many is that yes there are Irish Jews – REAL Jews who happen to be born into and of Irish nationality. The history of Jews in Ireland extends back at least one thousand years  – denoted well in Ulysses by James Joyce’s Bloom, as well as other great literary works. Other constructiveness of the two comes from the intermarriage Irish Jewish unions having (literally) given birth to famous and well known  people like Daniel Day- Lewis [married to Rebecca Miller – daughter of the great American Jewish playwright Arthur Miller], actors Mathew Broderick [husband of my sister JAP Sara Jessica Parker] and Daniel Radcliffe (yes Harry Potter is Jewish), Brooke Burke [American actress, model, dancer and like myself, breast cancer survivor] and more that celebrate this combined heritage. Not unique really in that we Jews are a diaspora – spread far and wide to every corner of the world , where roots are settled and families grown. This week we celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day 2013 and who is not Irish on that festive day – we all feel the warmth, the gaiety and boisterous commonality that this  holiday provides our communities.

The earliest reference to Jews in Ireland goes back to the Annals of Innisfallen,  in the year 1079. So yes we Jews are noted in mid-evil Irish historical records – there we are as merchants crossing the sea from France. In 1232 King Henry III gives the Jew, Peter de Rivel office of Treasurer/Chancellor  of Irish Exchequer, ports, coasts and “custody of the King’s Judaism in Ireland“. We Jews seem to have made permanent residence in Ireland around the fifteenth century. After that – as in so many parts of the world, we established ourselves as merchants, academics, as lawyers and doctors and even government political operatives.  Often welcomed and at times facing prejudice but still comfortably living and thriving beside our Irish neighbors of Christian faiths. Persecution and wars have driven we Jews to many lands – Ireland no different and so it is that the Russian pogromsboth WWI and II had us fleeing to and staying in adopted nations like the Emerald Isle. There are synagogues and Jewish museums in Ireland – which I have happily visited. Ireland has a Chief Rabbi – presently Rabbi Mirvis who succeeded Chief Rabbi Lord Sacks in September 2013.

Modernity has presented Ireland with difficulties that we Jews cared about deeply … my own Father, Abraham that I write so often about,  made it his [as did many Jews] business to weigh in on and contribute through many organizations a solution to that nation’s so called “The Troubles“. As my REALLY wise Father explained to us [his family], the Irish people suffering is all our sufferings as any man or woman or child in a struggle to exist diminishes every one of us dwelling here on earth. For we Jews and Israel the intrinsic knowing of REAL prejudice and denying of equal status in a nation where we lived for many years is a far too often dealt with reality – in that we saw our Irish brethren torn asunder between Catholic and Protestant sectors. My first husband, David Colin, who I was widowed by in 2001 after almost twenty-one years of marriage was a WASP – yes and part of that denotation was Irish Protestant [other part English and Norwegian]. Dear David converted to Judaism and so one might say that I created a Jewish Irishman through marriage. I reference this fact here as a specification toward how REALLY interlocked  seemingly divergent groups can end up being. My country of citizenship – the great U.S.A. produces so many interfaith and multi-nationality people that to not care about any other nations difficulties is a REAL “fool’s paradise“.

On a REALLY personal note – my dear parents Abraham and Mary Solomon, were involved with the Israeli Bond Drive in the 1950’s and so attended events for that effort – there/through that undertaking, they met and friended Lord Mayor Robert Briscoe of Dublin and corresponded with this fine Irish Jew often. I was told he frequently quipped that he spoke “Yiddish with a Braugh accent” and so I dedicated the title of this blog post to him. So let us toast the Irish in us all this weekend – wish well those living in that lovely country and say Mazel Tov to those Irish REALLY happy Jews amongst us. As for me – no beer drinking involved but still loving the parties and parades – celebrating and enjoying the Irish today!!!

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! I will detail my REAL travels and REAL very eclecticism life activities – including that I fly-fish – yes this REAL JAP fly fishes and I REALLY have in Ireland  Scotland and Wales [among other places]. Here is a photo from my last REAL Ireland trip in late 1990’s – lakeside trail tour (from river) of a newly restored Gothic Church. Looking forward to returning quite soon – I promised Irish friends a book signing event there next year.

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Note: I dedicate this blog post to my dear supportive and REALLY amazing friend Valerie Corbett … a citizen of Ireland and a tireless friend and activist in support of all things Jewish and Israel.  Hers is a REALLY Christian soul – I love you dear lady and am looking forward to visiting soon with my growing family – will be my REAL third visit to the magnificent Emerald Isle!

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