Archive for ‘Fable’

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™

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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!

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