Posts tagged ‘Literature’

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!

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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!

September 22, 2012

Anna Karenina and Jay Gatsby Should Have Lived!!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

True to my tenacious self, I have decided to rewrite the endings of Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina and Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby. I actually will not be the first nor the last to rethink these iconic literary characters. Why now? Well you see Hollywood is in a literature mode and as such will be releasing new versions of both the original movie versions [Keira Knightley as Anna Karenina and Leonardo DiCaprio as Jay Gatsby video] based on these two books end 2012 and early 2013. My hope is people will actually be inspired to, as I have more than once, read the books. For me, it has been a long held feeling that both Anna and Jay got ripped off – killed off when each could have very well lived happily ever after. So I am not REALLY rewriting these grand tomes but only wanting to suggest an alternative and very importantly delineated view of these beloved characters – their life – the world that caused their demise.

Reality – truths – myths … all present narratives that demand action of us. Religions, countries, families each develop story lines that attempt to regulate the members of that group – forcing, despite contrary evidence, individuals to adhere to a program often detrimental to self and the group alike. Rituals are a must – moral codes an absolute requirement but never the dictate of others – especially never those wanting to control for self aggrandizing.  Leaders send citizens to battle, relatives subjugate members to roles, bosses use workers for selfish gain and each keeps someone, in some way from a better destiny.  Whose fault you might ask – everyone I answer. For do we all not participate – turning a blind eye and often agreeing with those prescribed dictates? To strike out – leave – change and demand rightful place in this world takes courage and strength. Even the very successful like our Gatsby fellow are defeated by illusory ideas of what should be their path and for dear Anna Karenina the role of a woman as defined by men and even supported by others of her own gender leads to life being intolerable.

A mistake in life – a singular wrong doing by someone is too frequently used by the lesser types among us as their only means to diminish those better than themselves and then attempt to falsely elevated their own sorry existence. The trouble lies in allowing yourself or any other REALLY good person to be ostracized by cowards – losers – miscreants and misanthropes. Without fail [trust me as I have the documents] those I and others are forced to deal with and who spew lies and misinformation as a route to their ill gotten gains, are themselves guilty of much larger and disgusting misdeeds – even crimes. Yes my darling readers, again, more that I can not fully discuss on account of ongoing (personal) litigation/lawsuits and obligations for my soon finally decided on publication date book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!. Suffice it to say, that as is far too often the case, those most loathsome are those most anxious to falsely accuse and to attempt harm by misplaced ideas about one better or more achieved or just more decent then they could ever hope to be. Were the literary imagined Jay Gatsby and Anna Karenina not better and more special than those in judgment of them? Of course, in many ways these two were of better quality than those around them. Neither – as none of us are if honest about things – were without sin but neither were these two as deceitful or without grace as their accusers. All through each book – both Tolstoy’s and Fitzgerald’s – we pray and nearly beg that the REAL truth will survive. The reader wants desperately for Jay and Anna to realize their own worth – rally, stay, be ok we shout in our minds as these two submit sadly to an undeserved fate. How then do we avoid the same sort of demise? Not easy but quite possible I assure you. I have written in other blog posts about my Jewish faith, my amazing REAL family and REAL friends, as well as my own discipline and determination – all that has made it possible for me to overcome the hateful attempts of others to diminish and deny me. Let us examine the how and why that Jay Gatsby, Anna Karenina and the rest of us can and should always use to survive the wrath of evil doer types – overcome those miscreants hell bent on our being quiet or G-d forbid, gone forever. Of course, Tolstoy and Fitzgerald would have written much different tales if their main character in these two books were able, as I have been, to thwart the miscreants – those so obsessed with telling untruths because of their own diminished life. Lawyers, a great publicist and very devoted family and friends are something I have that our Anna Karenina and Jay Gatsby did not. Even without the amazing support system I have been blessed with, one can defeat the jealous bottom dwellers by always denying them voice – never letting these misanthropes do as was done to our literary characters being discussed here – you must strike out through every means possible to stop the hater class … for myself/my husband, as you dear readers know by now, that is through the legal system and the pen – a tell all tome is REAL justice. Your enemy, as mine, will even deny reality and as many have suggested to me, that is usually because they have and do lie frequently about their own life … as my very wise late Mother often said, “A lie teller thinks everyone lies, a thief assumes all are thieves, a cheater believes everyone does the same and so on”. The tragedy for Anna Karenina and Jay Gatsby is that they never owned that knowledge – as such allowed the loathsome to define them. Never me and never should you.

God knows what you’ve been doing, everything you’ve been doing. You may fool me, but you can’t fool God!
The Great Gatsby, Chapter 8.

Poor darling Jay Gatsby – worked so dam hard to achieve financial success and status – get a foot hold into society and then to have it end suddenly at the hand of a loser. How different it all would have been if this up by the boot straps American fellow had realized the REAL dream was to be achieved in striking out – getting away from the poseurs. Isn’t our Gatsby like so many who think if only they had ____________, then they would be truly happy? But is that whatever only what others make us think is the thing to get happy through and not REALLY what will bring contentment? More troubling is those others want us to not be really successful – certainly never more than they are for that would highlight their own lesser status. I wrote a blog about denial – interviewed mental health professionals for that post who assured me those unable to fathom or reach certain levels of success in life often deny the reality of others who are REALLY achieved and accomplished in order to feel better about themselves. Seems unimportant except in Gatsby’s case it got him killed – proof that yes it does REALLY matter what others profess is the truth about you. Jay Gatsby was an original – authentic – the real deal as they say but he unfortunately let the miscreant types define and ultimately destroy him. You and I must never fall victim to the delusions of others – fight hard to have a REAL place in this world. Defeat the myth making – embrace the true glory of your narrative. Fitzgerald did not deny the great American dream but demonstrated through Gatsby that the dreamer is often sidetracked by those less worthy and so we of good intentions should head the warnings of too much fantasy determined by others with only selfish motivation or simply those so insignificant that world will never remember they even existed. I relate to the confusion and disbelief  Fitzgerald has us see in Jay Gatsby as he views the small mindedness and narrow life view of those around him … often when my dear husband hears myself, friends and colleagues discussing why the classless individuals he and I have been forced to deal with act, do or say something, he advises that people like myself and those I associate with need not waste our time on such concerns as we of  REAL value can never fathom the motives of those so distasteful. Tragically it is similar for Gatsby as he was immature in his understanding of others deficiencies – neither I nor you of REAL goodness should ever allow as he did, our faith in others to be the catalyst for our own defeat.

Be bad, but at least don’t be a liar, a deceiver!
― Leo Tolstoy,   Anna Karenina

Beautiful Anna Karenina had love bring her down or was it social mores that did our aristocratic lady in? Shame misplaced and set upon by others – again those unworthy of G-d’s grace daring to decide the value of another person. Tolstoy allows Anna to internalize the insults and hateful jealously of those defining status and worth in her world. Yes too often throughout history those good and special are subjugated to the slings and arrows of usurpers – neither REAL reason nor ultimate gain for the hater class in most circumstances but only their own ignorant and pathetic attempt at some unwarranted retribution. Shameful when others buy into the wrath of the devil’s spawn – oh my, hyperbole you are thinking on my part. No – just a seasoned recognition and deep believe from experience that evil truly does dwell among us in the form of what might appear an average person but is really a life draining and sinful creature. How else to explain the chatter that Tolstoy so brilliantly includes in his story from those around Anna Karenina – is it not the opposite of good when for purely hateful reasons others seek to destroy another of G-d’s children? Poor lady – if only Anna had someone to point out the loathsome position of those ostracizing her – if only, like myself, she had champions and defenders by her side. It never fails that the loudest critics are exactly those with the most to hide and the very people with most to be ashamed of in their own life. The deficiencies in both intelligence and judgment of those who oppose without REAL basis or facts must not be tolerated nor ignored. It is the self satisfied types that judged Anna so harshly who are themselves incapable of REAL development and REAL success. Sad but still dangerous that the least among us try to deny the best of us a rightful place in this world. Enemies strive to both physically and spiritually destroy the object of their envy and will use any faux means to achieve their nefarious goal – Tolstoy has Anna Karenina weaken in response to these evil doers – we of REALLY good character must never allow the same in our lives. All prejudice is exactly this form of insecurity disguised as righteous belief – simply a means to allow one insecure group to dominate another. No matter personal, community, national or other – no misplaced determination of ones value should define a life. Fight against what Anna Karenina succumbed to – do NOT ever allow your worth nor direction in life to be decided by the enemies of REAL truth.

So in my stories Jay Gatsby leaves Daisy to her vacuous existence – marries a REALLY great lady and sires REALLY great children … maybe runs for Congress some day. As for Anna Karenina, I have her living on into a grand dame of 90+ years, reunited with her child, having many grandchildren by her side and having great love again with a REALLY great man. Jay and Anna are gone except in the pages of these great works by Tolstoy and Fitzgerald but we dear blog readers can honor lessens they taught us by not letting your life story be a “if only” scenario – I surely will not let mine!!!

P.S. I was first inspired to “rewrite” the ending of Anna Karenina when my dear close friend & REALLY talented Pennsylvania hairdresser, Marina discussed the book with me one day. While she doing my nearly daily blow out we chatted about one of our shared pleasures – books & reading. I mentioned that a new movie version of Anna Karenina was soon to be released … there & then, we two decided too sad & too unfair that she came to an early demise. So I suggested an alternative or two with our heroine living happily ever after. Now that is a REALLY great hairdresser/gal pal … makes me look GREAT & makes me think GREAT thoughts. I adore you M.I.!!!

Note: Hopefully all of you who read & follow me are being entertained, inspired & a bit intrigued … certainly I have gotten wonderful & much appreciated feedback – especially interesting are the questions/suggestions as to who exactly are the often referred to miscreants & why the capitalized REAL/REALLY words. I & my support team like to think of it as a somewhat erudite version of “Where’s Waldo?” But seriously, ALL the REAL truth, about EVERYONE [documents & photos included], will DEFINITELY be understood once my  book is published. In the mean time – thank you, thank you, thank you – from the bottom of my REAL heart for the support, love and interest – each of you who subscribe, read & reach out to me bring happiness & comfort into my life. Shalom!

… oh yes, one more thank you – to all of you darlings who “warn” hubby & I, forward information/Facebook & Twitter & such about the enemies of truth – we REALLY love you!!!

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