Posts tagged ‘Education’

October 4, 2012

Ladies And Gentleman Welcome To The Debate – Oy Veh!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

So exactly how old were you – what school grade included the learning of debate skills? In the more formal setting – we were actually involved in debates against other classmates that involved a structure that is centuries old – rules and protocol specific and detailed. Being erudite, well read and clever of course helped but equally important, we students were taught, is the form and adherence to the debate process … gone apparently are these guidelines from the political debate world today. Lights, camera, action now equals hyperbole, misrepresentation and stagecraft for our political campaign debates – no pure intellectual analysis apparently allowed nor included any longer. We find ourselves at a proverbial slippery slope scenario – information being filtered through extreme partisan participants most times and therefore leaving the electorate baffled and angry – disenfranchised populace the final tragic result I fear.

The Oxford Union – the iconic debate forum has set the standard for academics and others – guidelines that must be adhered to and respected. Yes formality can be daunting but also liberating by allowing one to function in an exacting way – formulating strategies that lead to success within boundaries predetermined can prove a WINNING strategy. Why then do our present day, very well formally [some Ivy League] educated political candidates not take full advantage of the REAL debate structure? Oh my, the answers are both obvious and plentiful … the most readily understood is they want to win and think hyperbole, bullying and merely being forceful will do just that. Well, we the voters/debate viewers are the REAL culprit – we hunger for the drama – rally behind the thug – champion the one who, no matter the lies told, seems to be the debate winner.

In my personal and professional life there are times [as I am sure you my dear readers/followers are quite aware of by now] where debate was not an option on account of the opposing team being so loathsome, ignorant, sub-par, delusional and lie spewing. In my last blog post, I made slight reference to one of those pest miscreants quite trashy mother-in-law suggesting he debates me – now mind you, I am very sure these types know nothing of REAL debate structure – after great belly laughs, myself, husband and colleagues were rendered stunned by the very idea that those of such low status could even be entertaining the notion of verbally challenging me – so it is seems to be similarly in our current political national life … those least valued attempting to outwit those most capable. What is one to do, when like I and my husband, the other side is without REAL moral structure or any REAL intellectual capacity? The answer is of course, as my very strong, wise and determined husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon,  says often – you must take your gloves off, virtually “slap” the opponent across their face and make it evident you will not tolerate/accept their lies – not debate a person who runs from their position/falsely states their ideas like the REAL cowards they are.

The answer is always truth – yes – REAL truth – not ever what others think they can profess and convince the world is true. As my husband and I insist on in our little dynasty – as should all REALLY good people, including worthy politicians – is to never allow the debate to be won by threats and falsehoods. President Obama did what I once did and will NEVER do again … in the first Romney-Obama debate 3 October 2012], Barack Obama allowed his opponent, Mitt Romney to misrepresent both his own position and equally President Obama’s. There was a time in my own life – which wonderful and brilliant advisers had guided me toward – that I too allowed those lesser to lie and determine what was valid. Needless to say that will NEVER happen again … so it is that all who follow this blog have been privy to my posture and that of my husband that insist all those will be challenged when they attempt to win the REAL debate through obfuscating lies and untruths. My husband has zero tolerance for Mitt Romney Etch-A-Sketch campaign style; in fact my husband is firm that my “team” never allow that from those challenging us – he and I have learned, as I want President Obama to as well, that one must NEVER allow the enemy to define the moment. I am privileged to know and be friends with White House types – elected officials and their support teams … many have heard me pontificate this life philosophy – now I hope and pray they will do as I do and thwart the enemies at the gate – do this as if life itself depended on it because it often REALLY does!!!

P.S. As I often do – I want to reference one of my very erudite, wise & clever Mother’s quips. When discussing the adage about not lying down with dogs, as one might get up with fleas … my Mother countered that a better choice is to wear flea  repellent, get down with/challenge the dogs and really WIN the argument. Of course, I feel badly even referencing dogs as my sweet pooch does not have fleas and she, Princess Java Argus, is of a much finer quality/has far better character than the miscreant pests hubby & I need to defeat as of late [oh yes, also must tell you that our Labrador is also much, much cuter/classier looking/more shall we say, regal than their canines – just saying]. Ok – much more of that REAL truth in my 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!!!

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August 19, 2012

See You In September – Now Lets … Vogue!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

And now back to our regular programming … that is done – miscreants [who I sincerely doubt read Vogue and if so surely NEVER shop its pages] addressed and warned. Once again,  I can be the sweet, intelligent, beautiful, sexy, stylish, kind, loving, loyal and faithful woman [my husband’s description of me, not mine] that G-d REALLY intended me to be. So as I wait for my 120th Anniversary Vogue September Issue with Lady Gaga gracing its cover, I decided to pontificate on the meaning of the month Septem – which was really the seventh month in the Roman calendar until 46 B.C.E. .

I am sitting here in my study writing and listening to that old song, See You In  September … yes we all look forward to summer but also the promise that comes with September’s chance to start a new school, various fall holidays and the harvest. No surprise that life cycles and nature seem to evolve in and around this time of year. Who doesn’t have a  “in September” memory, hope or plan? What will you be doing when the summer is through and what change will this fall season bring in your life? At the very least, the bathing suits, shorts and sandals will go back in the storage closet, making room for sweaters and such. The smell of the beach and picnic foods are soon to be replaced with apple cider and pumpkin flavors. September is an anticipatory type of month, even if predictable!

As a Jewish person, for myself September begins a move toward ending one year and beginning a new one – Rosh  Hashanah and Yom Kippur informs me in that renewal and a new calendar are at hand come each fall. Soon I and my family will reflect on this passing 5772 and contemplate the new year 5773 we are entering – the task for us Jews each fall is to repent and begin anew. For my family and friends this is an amazing time – so much good has happened and so much evil has been shed this past year from our blessed life. Our hope and pray is that this new year will bring only the best we can create in our home full of joy, days of adventure and great experiences shared with those we love and who have loved and protected us so well. My readers and followers, as well as my personal friends, colleagues, etc. know this fall also includes a few difficult situations but that justice at last seems appropriate as the year in my Jewish calendar morphs into another. As the book of life closes on the most highest of holy days for we Jews each fall, all wrongs must be righted and all obligations completed and so it as it should be for me in that September 2012/5772 will finally begin the REAL road to REAL justice and redemption. Never able to share all here on my blog posts – I apologize once again and again promise ALL will be told in due time and shared with those of you so dear and supportive in my life.

In a more humorous tone, being Jewish so defines me that once hearing my Mother discuss a possible evening gown for New Year’s with a lady friend in early September, I felt compelled to ask why so formal for synagogue services?  With her typical clever eye rolling repartee, Mother responded, “December 31st – the gentile New Year my dear“. So you see it is not odd that I often write the Jewish year on correspondence for a bit of time each fall. Equally interesting in my line of new year tales is when I spent December 31st in Israel in the morning and then at a party that evening in Egypt’s newly acquired via peace treaty Sinai. In my ancestral homeland the day was like any other as the Jewish state while acknowledging the Gregorian calender and of course, the usual festivities occurring, do not really consider January 1st the beginning of [our] Jewish New Year. So it was that I was a wee bit conflicted that day – ending with myself and a group climbing Mount Sinai on 1 January 1980. My point is September is a month filled with so much meaning – so much hope and so much promise in so many ways. – as much or more than the month of January.

Perpetual student is how I am often described … having a REAL [yes, I know another tease to the miscreants] four year college degree and others from REAL schools – returning 2013 for legal studies when our twins settled in our NY home with their stay at home Daddy makes me very attuned to the new school year ritual that begins each September. The anticipation – new school attire, books and such make for a sense of new beginnings and endless possibilities. I love the book store experience – purchasing everything on a syllabus while  a bit taunting, is still very exciting. Crisp fall air and new pages to be turned – all an inspiration to forge ahead.

Fashion, fashion, fashion is not only a matter of style but of definition – to define ones self for the world by choices of clothes and accessories is historical. I wrote a blog on 19 May 2012, Why it is Only Cool to be a Fashionista If You Have REAL Substance & Brains Too!!!, explaining just that issue and the relevance of design to living. Each fall there are  fashion shows /a week for couture and ready to wear that take place in New York, Milan, London and Paris . These Fashion Week shows are actually spring and summer for the next calender year and yet give definition to September. Even children define themselves by what they wear  – in every part of the world families ready the heavier clothing as fall approaches. Of course, I like to do more than get warm by design – great fun awaits me as I decide what pieces to add to my wardrobe each season and none more than September as I plot and strategically decide my look as summer ends. Of course, when able I have and soon will again be doing this the spring before as the fall lines are presented but still there is the little additions that lure one to Neiman Marcus and such. In my life, my dear husband, C. Michael Eliasz-Solomon loves to and almost insist on accompanying me to select my attire – I am his JAP barbie doll and never mind his input because he has a great sense of style and color and definitely knows what he likes to see on me, his lady love. Even this shared seasonal excursion – both fall and others – is an excited rendezvous and so another September notation is entered into the must dos of life.

Watching the documentary The September Issue brings to the fore that fashion is about REAL life – jobs , economics, holidays, function and form. As it opens the marvelous American Vogue editor-in-chief, Anna Wintour [who I pray to G-d my publicist convinces to invite me to the Met Costume Gala in 2013 when my 2nd book/memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! is published] makes a very profound statement and one that all my nearly 4,000 readers and followers know I can surely relate to these days. It is something akin to just because REAL fashion frightens people they should not demean those wanting REAL fashion and REAL style in their life [nor may I add visa verse – unless the lesser types insist we of normality respond – wink, wink]. To this point, someone last year posted as a suggestion to me about something or other they were obviously insecure about with a Twitter photo of three unkempt, wash & wear hair, cheap quite ugly shoe wearing and not very attractive women noting the suggestion that these are REAL women – well now, need I say more? To be sure, if so blessed to meet Anna Wintour, I will definitely regal her with this humorous tale [think hubby still has that ridiculous Twitter photo in our legal file]. I must save that diatribe for another time but needless to say there are those who do and can dress well and then there is everyone else. Let me state that this is in no way a noblest  put down on account of anyone’s financial inability, etc. but instead as Anna might express a push back to those so hell bent on ignoring REAL fashions place in this complicated world we live in today.

The history making 916 pages that I will devour once my September 2012 American Vogue arrives will almost assuredly offer example and instruction on life, style, design and fashion, of course. The others I read online and otherwise, the European Vogues like British and Italian will also be forever part of my fall  ritual – especially this specific September 2012 that will make EVERYTHING in my new life so Vogue!!!

P.S. My husband insisted that as it has become apparent that my “fan base” now includes self proclaimed “evil doers”, we should provide [in hubby’s words] photographic evidence of why he LOVES to see my face first thing every morning – oh no, will darling husband now be accused of object [me] narcissistic love???

Thank you my darling brilliant and talented husband for this wonderful Vogue compilation of your favorite photos of me/your artistic talents amaze me – I am flattered and grateful that you think I am so beautiful – I LOVE YOU my husband forever and always!!!

August 6, 2012

Rear Admiral Grace Hopper And My TWO Husbands!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Nanosecond, nanosecond, nanosecond … it takes ten nanoseconds to “shake a lamb’s tail” but more time for me to tell you why being an egg  head chick has gotten me married to two amazing computer advance degree guys in my lifetime – which got me an introduction to the amazing Grace Hopper and a gifted nanosecond from her. Yes I like the brainy fellows and apparently they really like me too. My first dear husband, David, who I was widowed from at nearly 21 years of marriage in Spring 2000, worked for IBM and his father, The Colonel was a brilliant computer specialist, Pentagon official, Air Force officer and senior citizen ranked tennis player [is honored in the Newport Tennis Hall of Fame]. It was my dear father-in-law who got me, his science interested daughter-in-law, an invite to a reception where I was introduced to and fawned over Rear Admiral Grace Hopper … lucky me must have charmed this brilliant lady because she reached into her pocket, pulled out a bit of wire, twisted it and handed it to me saying here dear is a nanosecond. WOW!

My parents thought ALL areas of science, history, art and so on should be a part of their daughters and sons education … both my parents, like myself and my second (married in 2003) genius husband, C. Michael Eliasz-Solomon [who has a Masters in Computer Science], were feminist. My husband and I agreed at the start of fertility treatments that our sons AND daughters would all have the same exposure to hard sciences. Our plan is to follow my parents example with our twin sons and any other children G-d blesses us with by having excursions in nature and home projects that ignite an interest in science. My father got me a salamander, which I named Solomon The Salamander and so even though quite the Jewish Princess, me as a little girl loved experiments and reading about things that in those days were usually reserved for boys – not in our home – myself and my brothers got exactly the same direction and opportunity.

I studied speech and then medicine at Temple University [where I graduated from] and other Philadelphia learning  institutions and then, much later/plan on finishing soon, law. As a woman wanting to learn about everything – for me to be able to chat with a woman like Grace Hopper who seemed to never allow her gender to even be part of her professional conversation was a thrill. Around the time I had this wonderful experience [early 1980’s] I had begun to give serious thought about a possible doctorate in science and being a Zionist/huge admirer of Israeli military, actually considered applying to the War College. I know you can not picture this JAP couture dressed, professionally coiffed, manicured Democrat at such a place and only those who know the REAL me could. People I was closest to understood that for me the draw was that science and military combined can actually be a peaceful endeavor – by adjusting the program from destruction to intervention the U.S. and other nations have brought military personnel into peace maker status. Of course, I have a bit of a macho side too – in fact, I had a subscription to Jane’s Defence magazine because I enjoyed reading/learning  about military hardware.

I mention my two husbands …yes, I am blessed – married twice [basically all my adult life] to two amazing, brilliant, well educated and totally in love with Tereza guys. It seems moi has a thing for computer men – as I wrote earlier both David and C. Michael have advanced computer science degrees. My first husband was with IBM for most of our nearly 21 years of marriage and my now (2nd) genius husband and father of my children owned his own computer firm [first and still only member of his so called “family” or childhood Michigan friends to ever own a business or ever have an advance degree] when we married in 2003 and then/until a few years ago was a Data Architect consultant famous in his field. One anecdotal story concerning my Oracle expert rather famous husband Chester Michael happened to me at a Villanova computer law class, where I was learning to use Westlaw & Lexus Nexus  [boy has that come in handy for me – more in my book: Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!] – at one point somehow the professor realized who my husband was [then his name was Chester Michael Eliasz but since January 2012 he legally took my last name & became Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon] and was very impressed, to the point of almost asking for me to get hubby’s autograph but settling for my promise to give my husband his business card. My husband is now stay at home Dad and my Web Master and is working on our over twenty trademarks, pending patents and copyrights plus attempting to continue as a consultant in the computer industry. This blog is Chester Michael’s design and he is a integral part of all my endeavors – partner, adviser and all around always smartest guy in the room person, along with being my LSAT tutor.  I love that both my husbands love that I am smart too – no little woman bare foot and pregnant in the kitchen role for me – although I love being pregnant and do not mind some baking time either and yes barefoot on the beach a happy time too. The point is both David and C. Michael [husband 1 & 2] knew having a intelligent and interesting wife would make theirs a happy life … my husband and I not only laugh but talk constantly about all sorts of topics, including Grace Hopper and her being the originator of term “debugging”. See I got that point into this post …yep, there was a moth [real insect kind] in a computer and when Hopper was asked about how they go it out, she apparently coined the term right there and then. Just thought you my readers might enjoy that tidbit … see why I am so great at cocktail parties and soirees – I know lots of stuff. I could never be married to someone who did not indulge my variant interest … for example I was really into the String Theory for a while and yes, husband #1 and #2 not only made sure I had books on the topic but found and discussed endlessly with me the principles involved until I finally got over that particular science fetish. Are you thinking that this gal enjoys HARD science fellows – your are correct – I do but they must also love the arts, design, opera, plays, culture, sports, travel and the whole gambit of what this big world offers.

All my readers and followers are by now quite aware that I believe far too many individuals limit their life experiences to minimum and safe venues – traveling a bit but never reaching for more than the status quo – staying in or very near their hometown from birth to death. People like this spend their energy convincing themselves that theirs is a really good and productive life …. and indeed it may be in that they raise children, pay bills, do some church or civic events but they never [in my opinion] really make a difference for themselves or anyone else. There is a definite however and exception I feel compelled to mention here – I personally have close and dear people I absolutely adore who also, like those small minded folks I so disdain, have chosen to live their life in or near the place they were born and likewise have time for mostly just family and such but these individuals are NEVER demeaning nor insecure enough to attempt denying those like myself who have chosen bigger and grander existences. Probably not one of my best analytic points but let it be known that because my loved ones are able to deal with truth and grandeur, my husband and I have and will include them – as they wish – in our travels, events and it seems not avoidable soon to be celebratory lifestyle. This gets me to the issue of those who attempt to minimize us who do reach for the stars and who do at least give effort to seeing and being part of the bigger picture. Oh my, here I am  again thinking of those much too often mentioned miscreants hubby and I are needing to thwart … true those folks are the very, very middle of this great nation but dear G-d do the rest of us really, really successful and oft times famous folks have to tolerate their pest like  intrusions. Um, science and philosophical questions here, don’t you think? Enough of that – as a few of my advisers said this past weekend while reprimanding me – I should not have such kind largess concerning the misanthropes – one must remain vigilant to the efforts of such evil doers. And you my dear readers thought I could not possible get  a mention of the much referenced enemy into this science and marriage topic blog post – well I am good at my work – surely you will agree.

As I write this hubby and I are listening to BBC radio and we are keeping eyes on our ipad as the Curiosity Rover lands on Mars – we woke even earlier than  our usual 4:30 A.M. daily wake up time in order to be  a part of this scientific event – same as when CERN announced the so called g-d particle recently. For us it is a matter of being a part of a G-d inspired large universe where all things matter – in science, in history, in arts, in religion, etc. – mostly in our love!!!

P.S. In my book: Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! my complete life journey – EVERY REAL detail will be shared and no challenge left unanswered. I so look forward to offering an example of survival and glory with all my followers & readers – hopeful that my complicated narrative will give an example of how G-d’s grace and my own dogged determination, along with the blessing of a devoted husband, supportive family and always there for me group of friends/colleagues can make anything possible … in a nanosecond.

P.P.S. My sweet 1st husband, David is currently interred with my parents and beloved brother Albert in a cemetery outside Philadelphia. My 2nd husband, Chester Michael & I have decided on a Mausoleum in our soon to be home state of New York – for us, our children and growing dynasty to have a final resting place. The plan is to move my parents, my brother AND my 1st husband David there as well [#2’s idea actually] – so you see me & my TWO husbands will have eternal rest together … trust me, there will never be a #3 for me because once you have had the best, no need to try any of the rest.

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