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March 10, 2017

The Killing Fields – Trump Style!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

I remember again and again the phrase “the horror, the horror” in Joseph Conrad’s book The Heart of Darkness … Is that heart or should it be plural – hearts – what now leads this nation … Is that who President Trump is and what the current GOP is all about? Evidence seems to indicate the answer is a definitive YES!

One might think the title I decided on for this essay – The Killing Fields – is a bit of hyperbole however there has now been Executive Orders by President Trump as well as Republican Congressional Bills and attempted rescission of other laws that in fact will destroy lives – possibly leading to death in more then a few cases. Not much better than actual ending of a life are those decisions that will so affect health, education, housing, environmental factors and employment protection that life quality and viable years will be destroyed for a great many citizens of the United States – even having international dire consequences in certain circumstances.

 

Women, the LGBT community, seniors, children, people suffering from both physical and mental health issues, those disenfranchised by poverty and disabilities, immigrants and anyone else with serious life challenges are all at risk from the ideas and plans that President Trump has begun to put into place since his January 2017 Inauguration. I find it difficult to create a hierarchy for concern – the troubling daily life situations along with the growing Constitutional crisis the Trump Administration has presented are mind boggling … None the less nothing can be set aside when contemplating the importance and real damage this Presidency and the GOP majority lead Congress brings to our nation. Are not the evisceration of the EPA, school lunch programs, educational initiatives, women’s reproductive rights, laws protecting minorities and members of the LGBT community all equally a matter of concern that there is a turning back of progress? Isn’t immigration policy based on religion, pretense that racism no longer necessitates civil rights laws reason to fear the lessening of that which differentiates our country from those where ideology rules? Obviously the answer to these questions is yes – now what to do about the Trump/GOP agenda becomes the important topic for discussion and issues demanding intelligent and diligent focus by those of us willing to honestly face the difficult task at hand – that being no less then the saving of democracy and the values we in 2017 who want decency and equality for all people hold dear!

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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!

August 30, 2015

Bullies Kill … Unite Against Them!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

VA_tearsA gun, knife, bomb, nearly illiterate rant or not verified Facebook post – phone call, voicemail, email, etc – ALL attempts to bully – ALL attempts to destroy and ALL made by haters and those in reality powerless. From the very beginning of humanity – written about since humans began to record their stories, referenced in biblical text and made into tutorials by those such as Socrates and all who followed pages upon pages of that which the bullies attempt to accomplish and tragically often do succeed at – wars and destruction of entire nations included.

In January 2015 I wrote an essay Hackers, Bullies, Terrorist and Miscreants which was so widely read and quoted – reprinted on others websites that even I was surprised at the commonality and agreement by so many varied individuals all over the world. Yes flattering as a writer to me but equally troubling that the growing issue of dealing with dangerous bullies – made it seems more prevalent via social media – has become a legal and persuasive societal issue.

All in our life and my readers are aware my husband and I have been dealing with dangerous individuals for over five years now … Some even before who are guilty of criminal vandalism at our previous home in 2003 – all basically bullies who thought they could malign, threaten and worse us in effort to harm and silence us – define our life in some way. Most are also aware that we with our attorneys and the Courts etc have been working toward now near lawsuits and in some cases prosecutions. An interesting addition of having involved many of these individuals employers has made for an expanded legal situation recently … More on this situation can be read in my previous blog essays and even more details soon. One striking example is an itinerate Michigan wine sales man who never met either myself or my husband but who is friends with two of our most active cyberstalkers [these two individuals also guilty of fraud by claiming to be legally related to others through us] having a few months ago private messaged me via Facebook lies, harassment and threats including coming to Philadelphia where he wrongly assumed we were to “confront” my husband … All because of his own paranoid delusion that my response to his wife’s slander about us and my very kind response to her when she had the audacity to also private message me via Facebook was his route to allowance that he emotionally and physically attack us. Fortunately the fact that this horrible man does not know us and actually made contact with us equals in Michigan a felony charge – why fortunate you ask? Well it easily allows us to use the case against him as entry into the others we are are suing. Those have taken time but are nearing Court dates and where no criminal charges able to be brought the lawsuits we are determined to win will not only help protect us but change laws and the atmosphere to help so many others who do not have our resources, support system and such. This war on bullies is REAL and my husband, I and attorneys – our legal and other supporters – even law enforcement have rallied to our efforts because it is an epidemic that must be stopped.

We have feared for our life – our family’s safety – met with police departments where living and made more concerned as a few of our most determined cyberbullies have friends who are vulgar in their affections for using guns on Facebook. Neither my husband or I are against gun ownership but these individuals as are our cyberstalkers are antisemitic [I am a Jew], racist and more that leads us and others to feel they could very well be capable of actions dangerous to us. You see these types of individuals a Court psychologist advised us often justify their actions as no more than their right – they delude themselves into believing they are the victims when REAL documentation and timelines proof of the opposite. I write about this now because last week a Virginia TV reporter and cameraman were murdered by a man from a good family, with a college degree and talent – which many of our nemesis have or what is frequently thought of as an average life – plotted and planned and then carried out the gun execution of two of his former news station colleagues. All because he erroneously despite investigations on his behalf that disproved such believed he had been wronged. Same as what my husband and my documented nemesis profess. Our nemesis have done many, many REAL and tangible things in attempt to destroy us in one or another fashion … To say the least the very extreme opposite has happened as even unexpected individuals have rallied to our side – we have begun a movement of sorts and my book publisher was gracious in allowing postponement of my life story as we felt needed to address these legal matters first – that now has become a bigger project and our family and business have grown – we are blessed with ability to persevere and stamina unique and most of all colleagues and friends and others who gave it their all in pursuit of justice feeling this would be world changing as so many are now as we have been doing dealing with bullies!

In reference to the horrible tragic murders of  reporter Alison Parker and cameraman Adam Ward last week in Virginia I will along with so many others include them in my dedication when writing the follow up book I have been contracted for after legal cases my husband and I are pursuing completed.

May 16, 2015

Amtrak Train Crash – America’s Broken Contract!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

ContractBrokenSo many – especially on the right side of the U.S. political spectrum reference our Founders in an effort to justify this or that action … Even the legal, including a few Supreme Court Justices, experts call themselves “originalists” as they believe they know our amazing Founders original intent in totality. This essay is not about that in the broadest sense but I am convinced that which is very clear in the Founders writings and our U.S. Constitution applies to all aspects of American life … Protect and defend. Simple surely you agree and I believe is the major and primary promise the Founders wanted for this great nation and for ALL Americans.

Think of the Constitution as a contract and one where the Founders wanting to differentiate this nation from those past would guarantee ALL no matter status equal protection from harm. Not only from the foreign or other but within – the ability to live safely and thrive. As time went on more and more legislation and structure was created to assure each citizen could consider life without needing to attend personally to every task in order to exist without fear. We developed health oversights, employment safety rules, product standards and such. Well guess what – for the last thirty or so years we the people by ignoring and politicians by persuasion of special interest and inappropriate/misguided posturing about what our national budget can afford have slowly but steadily eviscerated these much needed controls on those things which basically are a matter of life and death … The contract is broken my dear readers.

This past week #Amtrak188 derailed killing eight and severely injuring others in Philadelphia while traveling the most important national corridor for business, politics, etc between New York and Washington D.C.. The “contract” between the passengers and Amtrak and our government was a matter of safety and oversight – including funding. According to the National Transport Safety Board this accident no matter cause would have been prevented by a Train Control System which although mandated by Congress Amtrak has asked to not install until 2020 and Congress itself the same week as Amtrak 188 incident further cut funding for our national infrastructure budget. What is at play here? Business concerns … Finance, ethics, even morality? Remember all sorts of people travel by train …. Is this the new great American equalizer in that our Unites States infrastructure is so dilapidated and neglected that no matter your income or ability all are indeed equally exposed to danger on railroads, bridges, highways, etc.? Obviously I believe the answer is a unequivocal YES and therefore my fellow Americans we all should pay very close attention to what our elected representatives are doing and likewise our citizen corporations. This is NOT a we versus them or one of my all time [NOT] favorites “those people” that the middle types seem so fond of using in a pejorative fashion. No but instead this is a “US” my friends because remember we ALL use trains, planes and automobiles … we ALL consume food and water – so to conclude and one of my favorite law school classes taught the Founders REALLY thought “contracts” in our great unique nation were paramount to a healthy and vital democracy!

Note: To the families and friends of those who died in Amtrak 188 crash my deepest and sincere condolences. To those injured my prayers for a full and speedy recovery. To our wonderful Philadelphia Mayor Nutter – as always Sir job well done and to the Philadelphia Police, Fireman, EMTs – may G-d bless you for your heroic work.

April 1, 2015

Cults, Putin, ISIL and False Idol Worship!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

The trifecta of delusion one might say: Cult tutorials, faux poseur pretense, needy affirmation slogans often displayed on social media clipart … All or one surely known to all. Troublesome, ridiculous and possibly pathological by definition no matter as these types of individuals throughout history often dangerous and at the very least detracting from the reality of their circumstances hence determined to cause harms to others. This is my studied summarial analysis of why no less than a concentrated effort to defeat cults, Putin and ISIL – all who profess and seek to control others through any sort of false idol worship – idolatry – must be given international focus. Details needed? Easy …

FalseIdol

A few years ago it became necessary for me to investigate an organization that media, some law enforcement agencies and courts, as well as others had determined was a cult for all intent and purposes; Albeit a clever one in that unlike others it allowed – make that wanted most of its members to stay productive in their “regular” lives and careers – after all  that was a means of income for this group. Grant it some adherents became “ministers” and full time employees … There were and are fake degrees distributed and worse. When I spoke to the LA. Times, Los Angeles Court and even People Magazine [more about that in my previous essay 16 August 2013, on this topic] I was appalled and shocked at what I learned. The information I received myself from this group during phone chats and later in the mail further convinced me and since on social media even more that all the markings of a cult were present despite the especially recent attempts to appear merely a spiritual advisory institution. Dangerous? Well yes if the articles about its founder’s own words and activities are to be believed – he now being deceased can never be brought to task through the legal system. Why do I bring this to light in reference to Putin and ISIL you are probably asking? Simple REALLY – it is the often favored law school 101 “slippery slope” toward disastrous activity that damns not only the groups members but all who oppose any of these false idol worship manifestations.

Here is the thing dear readers – I and more than a few attorneys – even one or two Judges and others guffawed when reading about the above cult I reference. We watch their so called “motion picture” with mouths gaped, heads shaking and giggles. However all knowing the gravity of these accusations and documented facts also took very seriously the truth of what organizations like this represent. Seems this particular group now attempts at least [especially since its worshipped founder died] to appear more benign – as if nothing more than all the other “pyramid schemed” fake schools, life coaches, classes in bizarrely titled subject, etc.. How wasteful the time and energy, how vulgar and even dangerous their subterfuge and insulting the simplicity of the message guised as REAL philosophy are these faux quasi religious organizations. Indeed their tutorials and life coaching – their social media faux philosophy cliche clipart designed to ensnare the weak minded and those themselves guilty of less than decent existences. Why should anyone care? It is because both the leaders and followers often use such for promoting and protecting that at best ridiculous and more serious by definition that which frequently certain individuals are determined to use as means of others destruction. So you see that cults, ISIL and regimes like Putin’s Russia are the same in the most basic and troubling ways.

I am sadly all too personally familiar with those who are in one or another form and manner adherents of what can be considered the worshipping of a “false idol“. Those of you around the world who have become my regular readers and those who know me personally are by now quite aware of not only the cult members my husband and I have had to deal with but similarly others worshipping delusional facts and premises that have rendered them at best loathsome creatures to be avoided at all costs and worse dangerous predatory bullies. Any group that promotes a us no matter right or wrong philosophy is indeed dangerous … Never any room for nuances or considerations of the realities of others these propagate through self delusion and professed ideas that which allows them to lie to themselves and attempt to convince others of the same. Putin, ISIL and cults all use the same techniques  of convincing the weak minded the faux philosophies they champion make them right and the rest of the world wrong. Modernity has allowed similar for the masses through cliche clipart sought to convince themselves mostly they are much more than reality informs and they in a simple minded and oft times derogatory fashion have the REAL answers – all delusionary of course.

It is incumbent on those of us willing to be forthright about our own lives but to also be determined and vigilant to never accept lies or misrepresentations about us or others to fight against these perpetrators of evil myths. Why so important you are thinking? The reason is easy for if you look around the world and even your own life there are these promoters of self ingratiating delusion that attempt to elevate themselves at the cost of others they fear, envy and hate. No matter if the gain a nation, a  religion or personal these people will destroy others both directly and in more subtle fashion if not challenged. Trust me on this my dear readers … And stay tuned!

September 18, 2014

Witnessing Love – Mary Frances and Dulce!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

… She’s a brawny girl, well built and tall and sturdy, and she will know how to keep her chin out of the mud with any knight errant .

— Sancho Panza, Don Quixote’s squire, says of Dulcinea, (namesake for the Dulce in this essay!)

 

Mary Francis & Dulce 2014

A beautiful intelligent vibrant woman adopts a beautiful intelligent vibrant dog and so it begins. A REAL love so evident that all who have the privilege of knowing this team are awed. Who are they you ask that seem to affect so many? Well simple and most important to me is that the woman, Mary Frances is my friend and Dulce was her companion … I hesitate to say her dog as that does not nearly describe how this relationship should be defined. Here I want to illuminate what I and so many others viscerally experienced in the company of this duo. I tell you without hesitation that my wonderful attorney gal pal Mary Frances and Dulce define the essence of love and you my many dear readers will be gladdened by reading their story.

Mary Frances Prevost is a talented California Attorney … Determined to defend those unjustly accused and one might say as Don Quixote tilt at windmills no matter the naysayers. One must not get the wrong idea here for my friend is equal part legal crusader and a woman both charming and full of life’s vigor – beautiful both in appearance and attitude Mary Frances can be that most effective of legal professionals in that the average individual full of misconceptions might think such a beauty incapable of REAL strength. Well that is the magic my dear readers. So it was that Mary Frances saw easily these same combined characteristics when choosing a dog to adopt – her name to be forever more Dulce.

Kind, watchful, smart, loving and full of  life Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost was born 31 October 2002 and left us for heaven on 16 September 2014 as her Mother Mary Frances embraced this sweet being with the constant love that had been at the center of their relationship. Charm I tell you … Pure and simply there was charm in this sweet dog’s face and demeanor – evident in person and in photos there was no doubt Dulce had a presence that could captivate her audience. You see dog and owner alike here … Mary Frances and her beloved Dulce both charmers but there was more than just that which made Dulce unique. Soulfulness seen in Dulce’s eyes informed and instructed all who knew her that this being was full of that which G-d most loves – goodness in the deepest sense where only joy of living is the goal and therefore a gift bestowed on anyone who spent time in the company of Dulce.

Let me describe Dulce’s life … Well there was indeed the very best of everything. Home and hearth lovely and accommodating – with no expense spared. Daycare where Dulce’s other Mom as Mary Frances well describes to look after her and then weekends at the beach. The best health care, the best food, the best to be had in every single way is how Dulce lived – actually as well, if not better than many treat their human family members is the truth of the life sweet Dulce had with Mary Frances.  When illness came here too no expense nor option denied … My friend did not choose the easy way out – Dulce would be given many more good days because Mary Frances persevered at great effort and expense with treatment. These last days included extra trips to the beach and special treats and days where Mary Frances only focus was Dulce … I tell my friend that all of us wish for the same attention, devotion and care – complete and unselfish love as we face the end of our life here. We her friends all joined Mary Frances in prayers for Dulce – asking for miracles and comfort. I am proud to say that my friend made center to her life the love and concern she had for suffering Dulce these last few months … Yes pride I write because those quiet about love lessen not only their own importance but that which the world so desperately needs. There is some odd delineation – some universal dictate that fairly or not has G-d see those most cared for as a light – a gift – those who must be recognized as having special attention in life and there after. So it was and will be that Mary Frances gave such a recognition to dear Dulce.

I shared with Mary Frances a story about my Father and I during the last days of his life. This essay is about my friend and not me but for now I will explain as I did to Mary Frances that among other lovely and poignant conversations between my dear Father and I as he neared life’s end was when he looked at me and said: “To be loved as I have been loved by you my daughter, truly is to have seen the face of G-d!”  So too I believe it was that dear Dulce saw the glory and love of G-d as she looked into Mary Frances beautiful face.

So I end with what my Jewish faith teaches about eternal life. We are always here – a energy forever existing as the scientist concur matter never dissipates and dwells endlessly within the Universe. More immediate is that eternal life is given by remembrance – Dulce will never be forgotten – certainly not by Mary Frances nor we who were privileged to see these two together. Here I am going to ask my readers to do themselves a favor … Think of it as Dulce’s gift to you. Open your minds – see REAL love – witness in honest ways and without prejudice that which is love in whatever form it takes. When you view others and those they love – those they would do anything for then in honor of Dulce and to make your life better, understand that is the glory of G-d here present among us!

 

R.I.P.   Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost … Thank you for your presence in all our lives. We who love your dear Mom Mary Frances will look after her for you – you can find comfort now among the angels!

September 11, 2014

My Personal 9/11 Story!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

“The Horror! The Horror!”,  proclaims Kurtz in Joseph Conrad’s Heart Of Darkness. Yes, we all thought or spoke those words as watching that day’s events on 11 September 2001. I watched the second tower fall as turning in my private hospital suite bed after breast cancer surgery. A dear relative surgeon had arranged a lovely private extra large room and to have my private nurse be sure cable news [as he knew I am a news junkie] was on for me when I woke that morning – never realizing or imagining my eyes would open to see that horror and hear Bryant Gumbel saying this was probably no accident after all.

After my first wonderful husband, David Colin, died in Spring 2001, I decided that doing a little – shall we say – sprucing up was in order. Being a life long runner, I felt my knees had become a bit chunky/muscular and that a breast lift might be nice as well. I had grown quite close to a distant relative [very talented] plastic surgeon and so I decided to ask what he thought – yes no problem but this dear man suggested that even though I already had routine yearly mammograms, another pre-op was required. So off I went – mammogram complete, organizing all in order to have a week or two recovery time where biggest task would be finally reading all those wonderful books on my night table. Being a wee bit compulsive and very organized I scurried to and fro paying bills, stocking up on necessities and taking a friend’s idea to arrange staying at the Philadelphia Ritz Carlton while recuperating in order to have REAL [yes I got a miscreant hint in even here, lol] concierge assistance 24/7. Now some shopping needed to be complete – a doctor gal pal explained that I would be needing loose fitting front buttoning tops for easy access after breast lift surgery. While driving in my new 2001 adorable amazing gorgeous custom champagne colored XKR Jaguar convertible – yes, in love with my car – my cell phone rang and seeing relative plastic surgeon number I assumed a quick pre-surgery get together lunch date was being offered. “Hello sweetie – are we getting together to break bread before you and I meet in operating room next week?”,  was my greeting. An unusually somber voice responded that yes but he wanted me to come to his office asap – I somehow knew instantly what was going on. I turned that sweet car around, headed across town, took the elevator up to the beautiful office I had entered so many times before to be greeted by a teary eyed doctor. No question now – something very bad was happening. Obviously, by now, you readers must realize they had found cancer – fortunately it was in duct situ carcinoma , which is a rather mild form/early detected breast cancer, of one breast and in my finally ready book Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! all that journey and more will be detailed. Suffice it to say that vanity saved my life and love of my surgeon friend made that journey much, much easier. Also, Ritz Carlton recuperation a very pleasant way to get back on one’s feet. Of course, the horrors of the 9/11 terrorism attacks not so easily remedied and that is why unlike many, when asked when my breast cancer surgery was – I answer precisely with day, date and even time – that day of national horror never erased from our collective world memory.

Well I fully recovered – knees, buttocks [yes had that lifted too] and breasts looking better than ever. The two years that followed however, just like our nation after 9/11, presented some serious and for me, unexpected challenges. I, as always, must remain vague here and simply ask for your patience as my book will detail fully the entire completed documented story – suffice it to say that there is much to be learned by everyone and I believe inspiration as well for those who read my story. I hope and pray that my complicated and triumphant journey will help others overcome and rally to their own great destiny. One of the main reasons my amazing second husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon agreed I should sign a book deal was how many folks we believe my story will give guidance to and that many will be made better for knowing that like myself, they too can thwart all enemies, fight against those who lie and hate and go on to find true happiness against the odds. My darling hubby has always graciously called me Teréza Triumphant ™ – in fact, among our now owned over thirty  trademarks/copyrights is that too. So here we are at my next 9/11 saga – meeting the love of my life.

Oh my, so sorry my darling readers and followers but vague again I must be about the exact circumstances of how and where I met my amazing second husband but trust me that as my self titled “team” [lawyers, advisers, publicist, family, friends, et al.] constantly say, it is definitely a REAL Oh My G-d love story – one surely to go down as great in the annals of timeless romances. What I will share in reference to the historical date this writing is about is that on 9/11 2003 my man proposed [in his Jaguar] with a magnificent diamond ring he designed and a poem he wrote that referenced the tragedy both nationally and personally for me that occurred on 11 September 2001  – his proposal speech included how he hoped that I would agree to make him happier than he ever thought possible by agreeing to marry him on this the same calendar date 2003. YES, YES, YES  I instantly responded seeing my new engagement ring through tears of  joy. WOW – what a guy – right? And so it is that each year on 9/11 we two thank G-d that our love has grown and that in remembering those who perished and all the heroes from the tragedy of 9/11, our coming together as man and wife and the children our blessed union created is a stick in the eye of those devils  that wanted to destroy this great nation – for we two and our children represent, as I believe my Jewish people do concerning the Holocaust, G-d’s design that good does REALLY triumph over evil!!!

P.S. My breast cancer experience was made much easier because of my insurance coverage, access personally to REALLY good doctors, funds for private nurses and yes being able to pay for staying at the Ritz Carlton to recuperate. In my blog post Why ACA Is Obama’s FDR Moment!, I discuss and even show my signed by President Obama framed certificate thanking me for my participation in passing that ground breaking health care bill. One of my plans is donate a part of my books proceeds to and continue to work for ALL women to have similar health care options – maybe I can not put you up at the Ritz but I surely, with other determined like minded individuals, get you mammograms and the best possible medical care that you can find. Both my husband and I are devoted feminist – committed to saving women from the draconian current crop of GOP cuts – PLEASE join us in November 2016 and vote out and against those who would deny any woman her rightful health care coverage!!!

September 1, 2014

Labor Day

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

 LaborDay” …  Hungry people eating the stuff they raised, living in the houses they built, I’ll be there too …” says Henry Fonda near the end of the film Grapes of Wrath. On nearly every Labor Day growing up my late father and I read and discussed this iconic and historic book, as well as often watching the film together. I have written in other blog essays that I am the proud daughter of a successful business man who was also a union organizer – yes my dear readers, one can indeed be both.

The recent anti-union vitriol in this nation in nothing more than a political attempt to sway into action one group of Americans against another. The REAL and true economic fact is that organized labor has raised the standard of living for us all. History teaches well that companies responded to the pressing demands of unions even if not themselves involved. People seem to forget just how disposal workers were before employment laws began to be enforced. Injured at work meant goodbye to income and certainly no recourse to seek compensation for damages.

Yes I know that many of you truly believe that unions forced companies to close on account of costs and that your cost of living and purchases increased as well – this is pure nonsense I assure you. Simple truth is that REALLY healthy economies are a cycle of salary in, spending done and hence more jobs created. No matter labor, semi or professional status – if other folks do not have expendable and disposal incomes, then you will not have a position to receive yours either.

So do me a personal favor [you will thank me] my friends on this Labor Day – between the sale shopping, backyard barbecues, last beach visits – take some time to read Steinbeck’s Grapes of Wrath book and/or watch the old black and white film version. If you are lucky when I have you all over for a grand fête some day, you can hear me recite most of the very emotional ending soliloquy spoken by Henry Fonda, “  … wherever there is a hungry man, I will be there …”. Now go be a REAL American – support ALL our citizens in seeking security and good health and in doing so you will be reminded that we REALLY are our brothers and sisters keepers … so help me G-d!!!

P.S. In my first book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and more complete tell ALL memoir, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy, many of the amazing REAL details concerning my late father’s business philosophy – including how his legacy has influenced myself and my dear husband in making recent decisions – will be shared. Until then, get to task and help make our beloved nation a place where ALL can prosper!!!

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!!!

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