From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Thursday, June 19, 2003 1:36 PM
To: Rick (rickycapella@hotmail.com)
Cc: rest
Subject: FW: If not now... A Man A Plan A C
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Rick, I sent you this E-mail last evening and today your Dad informed me that u now have a different email. The difference between the email I originally sent and the one u see hyperlinked in the “E-mail” is that the one hyperlinked contains 19 less words.

 

I added and/or replaced words with the following:

 

intellectual

thinking

my

prick

valuables

mind

hat

a

s

?

or

who

 

I blind copied a handful of folks in my inner circle and sum felt since there is a hi-probability that more than a handful of morally deprived individuals, to mention little of them being lawbreakers, are following in the footsteps of JBS and his possibly equally deprived attorney Mr. George G. Hurst Esq., and entering illegally my website PDF database directory, i.e. it is just a matter of time before the “hole world” [sic] reads what I wrote u.

 

There isn’t, however, anything I would consider private in that communication baring in mind that at sum point u could be called as a witness to defend your and your father’s patents-trademarks should a would-be entrepreneur and/or his-her handlers decide to play it “fast & loose.”

 

U must appreciate that in order tu produce this volume of text while doing my other daily “chores” and I still can’t get the subject of “cold sores” out of my head, I have tu do a lot of “cutting & pasting” which is what I think took place with JBS when he went down to the court house on September 11th 2002, “stealing” very possibly out of complaint filed against and/or in response to a complaint involving his current girlfriend, Dawn.

 

Certainly, as I have mentioned before, the physical description of his “on & off” girlfriend who I understand was being advised by the likes of Milberg Weiss blah blah in the dispute involving Dawn and her former husband matches up pretty much perfectly with what you c here.

 

I have not seen Dawn in a while and altho there is a natural loss of bone, i.e. height, over time, I would say she is still, give or take, an inch, five foot eleven inches tall, and a whole lot closer to 40 years of age than I am and very possibly on or around 180 pounds in weight; certainly in all the time JBS has known me never has my weight cum even close to that which he so obviously likes to touch, often enuf?

 

And of course I don’t think it appropriate to get into how often JBS has sex with his girlfriend but based on how he set the “terms & conditions” of going to war with me, it seems everything else pretty much is up for grabs, agree?

 

It is now just a little after hi-Noon and a little earlier, 12:44PM PST, I got a call from my “fix” doctor’s office reminding me what is in store 4 me tomorrow.

 

Given the complexities associated with “declining moral values” to mention little of “selective memory” that cumes about soon after one has committed a “foul play” never to forget how JBS allowed his attorney to post as an exhibit of not only beautiful pictures of too children happy to be in the company of me and their mother but their mother’s will that will in time set the stage, certainly this will in time serve as a landmark case in terms of how tu reign in out of control, rapacious spouses, I will be communicating with Mr. George G. Hurst no later than the end of the business day today letting him no, in no uncertain terms, now is the time to grab hold of his client, by the “color” [sic] if necessary and to hold in check his own urges for vengeance, remembering that Vengeance is sweet to the heart of an Indian and today I am surrounded by more than handful of folk with very mixed and rich blood, bloodlines to boot.

 

In the spring of 1999, had Bill Lerach, the San Diego “Capo di Capi” of the most rapacious, out-of-control law firm in the world, been just a wee bit SMART he would have asked those 100 Chief Financial Officers [CFOs] of America’s largest public corporations one more follow up question,

 

“…Of the 67% of u who answered ‘Yes’ to the question, ‘Has your CEO [Chief Executive Officer] ever asked you to falsify the financial results?’ how many of u believe that the 33% who answered, ‘No’ were in fact telling the truth?

 

In other words for those of you on the brink of being brain dead, a disease brought on having grown up in a household where ‘lying, cheating and stealing’ is the name of the game, what probability would you place on the odds of any CFO anywhere in the world being able to keep his-her job if the boss, i.e. the CEO, who hand picked him-her for the job, asked him-her to get on with the job of lying, stealing and cheating…’?”

 

Suffice to say there is a lot for U to think about, so take your time and perhaps others mite email u with suggestions that u can then pass on to me and/or your dad.

 

Earlier, at 11:48PM PST Sammy, my “neibor” [sic] returned to the Tree House. 4 minutes later he blasted out of here. My hope is that G-d will help fine tune Sammy’s mind that will have him going “back & forth” between here and only G-d knows where 4 certain, tu tie in with the tides and perhaps it would be to much to ask of G-d for there to be sum connection with the swells that would give me a better heads up than watching the live feed cuming off 15th Street.

 

And of course sumtimes when it rains it pours. And the rains are once again with us today.

 

G-d bless America.

 

Time 4 me to fly.

 

Gary

 

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, June 18, 2003 7:18 PM
To:
Rick Rick (orrnitorrinco@hotmail.com)
Subject: If not now...