Addicted to the Drama
There are presently 6 billion people living on Planet Earth.
World Peace is the ideal that all 6 billion of them will learn
to live in Peace and Harmony together, united in Holy Matrimony,
until death by natural causes do them part. Lets start off
small. Lets see if we can get two of them to live together in
Peace. Samuel Twain is a 54 year old Harvard Graduate, former
Law Professor, District Attorney, Defense Counsel, turned
extremely successful Mutual Fund Owner. Obviously we are not
talking chopped liver here. We are talking Midas, in his
professional life, and Murphy, in his personal life- the only
law he has known is Murphy's Law- or so he thinks- way too much.
Sam is currently married to Jane, a stunningly attractive woman,
popular, brilliant, composed, a ballet, tennis, golf, community
involvement enthusiast, on the outside, the perfect woman. Sam
and Jane have raised two magnificent children, Dawn, a 26 year
old physician, married to Alan, a 28 year old physician, and
Gail, a 21 year old doll about to be married to a young
wonderful lawyer named Richard. They are all in perfect health,
living in Boca Raton Florida, on the outside, the family envied
by the entire world - a modern day Pleasantville family.
Unfortunately, the entire family is caught in the throes of
grief and misery, as if the Titanic had just hit the Iceberg in
the Icy Atlantic Ocean late at night, and the Captain just
realized that they forgot to load the lifeboats. How could this
be? Well, have you ever heard of a little 3 letter word called
sex? Sigmund Freud, the father of modern psychiatry, who had
intimate relations with his mother on a regular basis, said that
every 3 seconds men have a sexual thought. It must have been all
that time spent sitting in his chair with his stopwatch that led
to his fascination with Fransz Antoine Mesmer, the father of
faith healing, and hypnosis, if you don't count the Jewish born
Rabbi and Creator of the Universe, the Messiah to 2 billion
Christians and 1 billion Muslims, Jesus aka Joshua aka Yeshua
aka The Holy Spirit aka God the Father Almighty, you know who
I'm talking about. Sam and Jane have spent hours if not days
with their relationship counselor Dr. Ellen Friedrich, who is
still working on the case, without any success. She is wondering
how she passed 11 years of medical school but can't seem to get
the perfect couple of the Universe to function peacefully
together. Sam has spent so much time bouncing from Baby Thomas'
crib room, to hotel suites, to his palatial country estate in
the Hamptons alone, that when the border guard asked his
address, he began to drool uncontrollably and had to be fitted
with a cloth between his teeth and a straight jacket to prevent
him from chewing his jaw off. So what is at the root of Sam and
Jane Twain's misery? Well, 8 years ago, a lovely woman, Dawn,
divorced from 2 alcoholics, came to work as a secretary in the
office of Sam Twain. To say that the chemistry between Sam and
Dawn was and continues to be hot, is like saying that Adolf
Hitler wasn't really that enamored with Jewish people. Sam and
Dawn not only set the bed on fire at an age when Sam should be
going blind from Viagra, but they also have a blazing red hot
friendship. At the same time, Sam is still madly in love with
Jane, even though 30 years of practice seems to have cooled off
the sheets somewhat. One would think that of these 3 intelligent
and mature adults, at least one of them after eight years of
this relationship turmoil would have been able to say good bye
to one of the others, but unfortunately we are dealing here with
human beings, and life is not that simple. Sam cannot bring
himself to leave Jane because he loves her so. Sam cannot bring
himself to leave Dawn because he likes her so and Dr. Freud may
have been wrong - it may have been every 2 seconds. Dawn cannot
break up with Sam because he is the answer to all of her
financial emotional sexual and life problems, and Jane cannot
bring herself to throw Sam out of the house because she so loves
Sam, and knows that even half a husband is better than cyber
dating - an endless series of coffee dates with every mishegena
in the world and their own shtick galore. Perhaps this is the
answer to World Peace - it's never going to happen. Maybe the
Black Eyed Peas were right - we're all too addicted to the
drama. http://www.thetempleoflove.com (The Peace Site)