From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent:
To: George G. Hurst Esq. –
attorney for Dr. John Ben Stewart [JBS]
Cc: rest including
Subject: MOBBED
Mr. Hurst,
There are some additional “housecleaning”
matters that you need to attend to and of course you will recall Judge Hendrix informing
both your client, Dr. JBS and I, both of us being under the “spotlight”
something we should have understood rather well even though we come from somewhat
different perspectives, me having from a rather young age skated in ice shows
where often times there was more than one beam of light shining from the
“nosebleed”
seats and your client who makes it his “currant living” [sic]
looking through microscopes.
Yesterday’s “welcoming-bienvenue
& goodbye-aure voir”
party went off without a hitch right now I am still a little itchy from the
haircut Marie
gave me earlier today that once again has me looking pretty much like this without
of course the highlights.
I just picked up JoNathan from school and 45 minutes from
now we are off to soccer
practice where I hope to impress upon Frost Bite the
importance of “wave formations.”
Assuming I finish in time I will only get to check it
tomorrow and provide you with a hyperlink showing any changes in green.
I picked up quite a bit about what is happening in the world
from our rather eclectic group of friends and neighbors who welcomed in the new
owners of Marie’s house on Barbados Way as the Gevisser-Dion household
makes way, going to exactly where none of us can be absolutely certain at this
stage, Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk Esq. though perhaps thinking of converting to
Christianity having escaped me and my camera people at church this
past Friday evening to mention little of the updated ad I am
hoping to place in all the newspapers throughout South Africa a week or so from
today, most probably on Yom Kippur that will in sum measure spell out the
similarities between Jesus Christ
walking on water and the parting of the Red Sea as the Jewish people escaped
Pharaoh’s chariots.
You of course remember Mr. Krinsk Esq who has agreed to
“review” the “filings-claims” in any “class
action” we were to bring against you, your client et al, still the need
though to get our “arms around” exactly what caused my attorney Mr.
James C. Ashworth Esq. to become “hospitalized”,
his status anyone care to guess?
The last thing I want to do is start a fire bearing in mind
that water, once again, in the event you have forgotten, is, not only
fireproof, butt made of up of two highly explosive gases, Hydrogen and Oxygen,
my Bottoms Up
Schooling [BUS],
now beginning to make, perhaps, a little bit more sense to even an idiot like yourself
as you continue, no doubt, not altogether stupid, to charge Marie’s ex
husband, at least twice divorced, Dr. JBS, through the nose, agree?
Quite insightful was our Judge Hendrix and of course who can
forget you thanking him ever so graciously for having to pour through all the pitiful material you and
your client submitted as evidence which brings to me to a number of things.
Before I forget there was unanimous consensus of all our
guests that the recall efforts to replace Governor Davis of California who has
not to the best of my knowledge been charged let alone found guilty of criminal
misconduct is telling of how fed up the U.S. electorate has become, such a move
almost unthinkable anywhere in the world including Banana Republics that
continue to operate in places like South Africa.
And of course at this time the backers of Governor Davis
responsible for masterminding and executing the rigging of the gubernatorial
elections that granted them a second opportunity to “lay waist” [sic] to the 6th
largest economy in the world are not only paying attention to every word I
write but at this time may have even decided to stake out one or more of my
properties located around the world, which of course only assists me more in
getting the word out, never to forget my book, Manager Minute One.
Interestingly, a number of folks enjoying both the ambiance
as well as the “high class”
servings of the Gevisser-Dion households, are thinking about writing their own
books including our next door neighbor who is a stay-at-home dad coming to
grips with not only what most women suffer from in terms of sleep deprivation
but the fact that no matter how much the best of us males may think we are in
tune there can be no perfect substitute for a stay-at-home mother, most
reasonable people coming to terms with the fact that men and women are
different species.
The best of the pewter and crystal along with “my salad”
were enjoyed by all including the very happy kids, your client though not
invited, letting Marie know that he was not at all flexible in having JoNathan
stay after 5 PM PST since,
“I had made
plans to go surfing with him at 5PM PST and of course he would prefer to be
with me than his friends and neighbors who he will not be seeing as often in
the future, blah
blah” [sic].
and by now I would think you have made certain that your
client, Dr. JBS, has in fact read very carefully the email Marie Dion-Gevisser
sent him today and copied you et al, at precisely
While enjoying the salad that simply required me having to
mix 4 separate containers of the finest ingredients that had been prepared
earlier by Marie, the same sort of meal that the kids and I partake in pretty
much each and every day, i.e. if we didn’t eat so much garbage elsewhere
we would undoubtedly die the healthiest people in the grave, I got a lesson in
perspective.
One neighbor’s husband recently completed designing
the trophy case for a game called UFO? or something that sounds very similar
that is the follow on to Pokemon, the Welch owner of
the American rights having already apparently made in excess of $700 million;
Fred’s wife, Holly, explaining to me the virtues of this game that teach
kids about, “trading and sharing” and then Ms. Nancy, a recovering
attorney, and local school teacher explaining quite eloquently that this latest
craze is anything butt a
Unified Theory
For the Inner Workings
Of the Universe
like its forerunner stimulates the drive of the kids to do
nothing more than “steal.”
Now both Ms Nancy and Holly are not only bright, they could
in fact both be right but who really cares when at the end of the day this
ingenious Welch gentleman may be on to his 2nd or 3rd
billion while the neighbors get caught up in someone else’s spin to
mention little of my understanding that Arnold “Spineless”
Schwarzenegger made some comment about no one should be paying attention to
what he has said prior to throwing his “hat in the ring”
for the next governor of California to mention little of what exactly has he
said about his father’s Nazi
past, since he only did what was required in order to make himself a “celebrity”
which jives pretty much exactly with what Poli Pollak told Devin Standard and
my self this past Friday afternoon in our 1 hour 12 minute
and 16 second “dialogue” to mention little of why I would think
you might want to seriously consider getting in to the specialty of “Brown
Fields.”
No doubt you have noticed that Professor
“BrownNose” Brown is taking his time in responding my posts 676-681 on The Buck
Stops Here eRaider.com message board.
Now of course there are few if any folks once I get started who
get bored my ability to cater to the brain dead
although not as inspiring as the feedback I get from Marie that results in
combined efforts such as MOBBED,
Moved
Off
Balance
By
Educated
Diks
Which I have found is sumthing understood by both the least
intelligent as well as the smartest amongst us such as Marie Dion-Gevisser who
if she were standing next to me right now would probably be looking at me just
like this
and of course there is not much she can do about what I write, for one thing
the fix
is in.
Right now JoNathan is playing on the piano The Entertainer
which I think is the theme song from the movie “The Sting” but I
could be wrong.
And of course you know how your client keeps track of me,
first he goes to the home page of www.nextraterrestrial.com,
clicks on to “ground
zero” that takes him to the “dark
matter” email I sent to Professor Price of John Hopkins University
before scrolling down the page to the “fish”
hyperlink which then takes him to the “fishing
expedition” email I sent to Patti Smith the assistant to Mr. Trevor
Manuel, South Africa’s Minister of Finance back on August 9th
of last year, before clicking on to “my Jonathan”
hyperlink which takes him all the way round to the “fix” hyperlink,
which doesn’t simply take him around in circles since that hyperlink now
contains the “4 the most current communication click on
HERE!” which
right now takes him to “What’s up Doc?”
which I sent to Jeff Rabin of the Los Angeles Times on September 16,
2003 8:50 AM PST which then takes Dr. JBS to “…Ethics
inquiry urged…” which pretty much speaks 4 itself, me slowly
helping the likes of the FBI et al connect up the dots and perhaps why you
don’t hear the backers of Governor Gray Davis standing on flat bed trailers
as Mr. King “Pothead” Golden Jnr Esq. did back in 1972 screaming at
the top of their lungs,
“Show us the beef that
this hero of
us ours committed criminal misconduct!”
to mention little once again of Mr. Golden Esq, your
client’s other confidant and next door neighbor failing to throw himself
in to the crowd back on that fall day and save
“us from another 4 year term
of the evil incarnate President Richard Nixon” [sic]
and once I have completed this email the
“spring” in my
Much like David didn’t need an audience in taking on
Goliath nor do I need more than a handful of able bodied men and women
alongside, for
the ride, to mention little of what you think of Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk
feeling the need to take care of a rather miniscule matter like holding his
automobile carrier in check when he has other much more important matters to
attend to including giving the leaders of the Democratic Party a “heads
up”?
Again, should you wish to join Mr. Krinsk and I for our
Wednesday “chicken pot pie” lunch at Rainwaters
the day after tomorrow, my feeling the need to inform you that today is Monday,
the first day of what is going to be a rather grueling week for you et al,
especially as you ponder what will be contained in the “ad” I
plan to place, perhaps expanding beyond the borders of South Africa.
Of course it would be only “wishful thinking”
that I would slip up at this time my being all but certain that once a member
of the news media gets “with it” and of course I remain optimistic
that Poli-Pollak is hard at work, digging deep, not farting up his place of
work, preparing possibly to join a Jewish congregation not thinking though of
fasting on Yom Kippur, the farce that it is, which had me for so many years
while growing up in South Africa pondering when it came time for certain
underage members of the community to leave our Orthodox Jewish Temple on
Silverton Road, Durban, South Africa, when it came time for prayers for the
so-called “dead” why Rabbi Weiss didn’t use that occasion to
declare “loud & clear” the following:
“As much as
it pains me at this hour, particularly the fact that I may not be able to be
with my family to celebrate the ‘breaking of the fast’ since it is
unlikely I will get support from any of the other leaders of community when
members of BOSS
don’t simply wiretap
my telephone but decide to arrest and then ban me, I am compelled by my read of
the First Commandment, ‘I am the Lord Thy God, who delivered the
Children of Israel out of the land of Egypt out of the House of Slavery, never
to return’ which to me also means that we cannot tolerate the slavery
of others which is what this Apartheid regime has implemented nationwide, no
different to what the Nazis did during WWII and what the English did to the
Afrikaner people during the Anglo Boer War of 1899-1900, to instruct each and
every one you here today, parents and children alike, to leave in unison this
place of worship that has been vilified by the likes of the Lazarus family who
are all seated below me to my right as well as above to my left, and to remind
you all what I have you read aloud, each and every Friday Night that is as holy
as this day of Atonement, ‘Guard my tongue from evil and my lips from
speaking vile… May the Lord Bless you and keep you, may he cause
his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto u …” [sic].
Mr. Hurst, your clients initial complaint filed on September
8th 2002 made reference to a number of communications I had provided
him back in the fall of 1999 which is really when the “hard
evidence” started appearing about how out of control as well as over
controlling your client really was, now having more than Marie’s word
“4 it.”
His decision to unilaterally cut her alimony and child
support payments followed up with, when confronted with this rather serious
faux paux, to blame Marie in front of the kids in his
loud mouth voice, “U never have the time to sit down and dialogue”
[sic] was “it 4 me.”
And of course you must only love repeating to yourself at
least 20 times before going to bed each evening Marie’s expression,
“When the
dialogue becomes two monologues it is the beginning of the end”
which talks to how very bright this rather trusting woman
happens to be, a “God Send” wouldn’t you agree and of course
we know from our bible that that believing in “GODS” will be the
“END” of us, the masses of the world getting more and more in tune
that no longer are even Doctors
godly, agree?
And I happen to be rather quick, as well, butt, slow to
judge well illustrated in my decision on December 6th 1999 to give
your client, a break, after he pleaded with me that if I were to confront his
girlfriend at the time, “Ms. Dawn Killcat”
[sic] who had taken a “leave of absence” due to
“stress” from her “top job” at the 1,000 pound law firm
of Milberg Weiss Bershad Hynes and Lerach with the fact that he had “set
her up” with a “made up story” about me having called Dawn
“a maid” would have her “going over the top.”
Suffice to say I had been ever so careful to have very
limited “unsupervised” contact with your client knowing full well
his penchant for lying and when caught to first go like any bully on to the
attack before heading straight “4 denial” part of his modus
operandi from a very early age, well covered in Marie’s declaration
signed “under penalty of perjury.”
Which brings me to the point of the
Just the other day in violating Marie’s request that
he only communicate with her via email or sealed envelope given to the kids
unless there was some kind of emergency, Dr. JBS informed Marie verbally that
he was having “second thoughts” about going on the trip wanting to
know “What do you think of me changing my mind?”
And of course you recall Dr. JBS actually having the gall
previous to this bizarre question asking Marie if she would like to join him on
the trip, and one can only wonder what audience he was playing to when making
such an offer, agree?
Marie, although quite used to the games of Dr. JBS for sum
20 years simply kept her cool and said, “Don’t you think you should
ask Danielle. Who knows she may be even be sumwhat upset” [sic]?
I placed a “sic” since in all likelihood Marie
would have been a whole lot more precise and never would she choose, unless
very very upset, to tell Dr. JBS to go “fcuk himself” [sic].
I noticed in a German dictionary at The Cave the Germans are
not in the least bit embarrassed about telling it the way “it is”,
surprised?
Later last evening in the course of the theatrics
Marie decided to investigate this matter and couldn’t find this 4
lettered word in the English dictionary we have at her house, although quite
old and decrepit, but not as old though as the dictionaries I inherited from
Anne L. Miller
dating back to the 1920s most if not all in the most perfect condition.
And of course I miss this very
dear friend of mine but when you have a
plan that could address all the missing
links in short order beginning with getting folks unified on a common goal
such as clean drinking water, one cannot afford to miss out on the heartbeat of
the universe made a whole lot stronger by Ms. Miller having made more than her
fair of contributions never to forget the contribution I expect sooner, rather
than later from Mr. Doug
Royer’s law firm, certain tapes in my possession perhaps being kept
from reaching the airwaves, assuming he and his partners do the “right
thing” no doubt benefiting very little from the likes of Ms. Miller,
thanks in no small measure to me, but certainly flush with cash, still, from
the likes of the scoundrel former Ambassador to Switzerland and former owner of
the Hotel Del Coronado who is, at least in my opinion, today, an enzyme in the
colon of a healthy newborn, fighting his way up the evolutionary chain, not
that I want to see Ms. Laurie Black crying, simply letting me know how she did
at confession.
And of course since I never heard back from Ms. Black I will
leave it to those as yet unnamed individuals who don’t have the courage
to tell me exactly what they think continuing no doubt to “co-opt”
the likes of Ms. Black and head trippers like Poli Pollak who in my opinion at
this time, is simply fixated on using his “gift of the gab” to get
laid, period.
According to Marie, Dr. JBS in his latest pitiful diatribe
with her then started to bring up the cost of the trip preparing Marie for the
excuse he had planned all along to give Danielle once he realized that this
trip to see art, museums and architecture was not exactly “fishing.”
There is, however, no one I know more politically equipped
to go on a fishing expedition better than your client or perhaps Mr. King
“Pothead” Golden Jnr who is also copied on this email, as mentioned
previously both Marie and I under the impression that Mr. Golden continues at
least when in town to seek the company of Dr. JBS who in all the time I hung with Mr.
Golden, Mr. Golden loathed your client’s company.
Have you heard the expression, “My enemy’s enemy
is my friend?”
Once you inform your client that using the excuse on
Danielle, JoNathan
probably not all that keen to tag along, “this trip
is costing to much” [sic], will ultimately fall on “deaf
ears” it is very likely your client will decide to simply “bite the
bullet”
and do the best he can to soak in some of the culture, at least he will try
possibly tu get a different perspective but I wouldn’t count on it based
on what I understand he “endured” when visiting Paris for the first
time with Marie in the “early days” of their relationship.
There is quite a bit of information that is starting to come
out, a direct result of your client and you deciding to pursue the criminal
route path in trying to keep a “lid on things” which now brings me
to the fact that neither JoNathan nor Danielle are to the best of my knowledge,
deaf, dumb or blind.
Both children have been informed by their mother that she
does not “trust” their father despite Dr. JBS trying to make out
that the past is not reflective of the future, that he could see no reason why
Marie wouldn’t want to join him on the trip to Europe, dismissing for
example what took place in judge Hendrix's courtroom, suggesting that the
Temporary Restraining Order he “illegally” obtained against me
simply “expired” somehow forgetting how hard you and he fought throwing
up all sorts of lies in front of this very fair judge who still in the end
ruled against you and your client in your attempts to get a Permanent
Restraining Order placed on me from ever being in the company of the kids, you
sickos.
It is the damage one does to one’s own brain when
allowing a “wrongdoer” a “free pass” perhaps even more
disastrous than the power they get from overpowering those they come into
contact with, using such power and oftentimes ill-gotten gains to build up more
of their war chest to fight off the likes of those good people trying to keep
them in check, folks like the FBI and the San Diego Police Department who like
most Americans, like peoples everywhere are simply trying to make a decent,
honest living, the more informed, though, knowing that it is going to be ever
more difficult especially for those in the 1st world to make ends
meet our manufacturing base having moved offshore but perhaps more importantly the
fact the growth in the service sector is minimum wage jobs, the high tech jobs
in places like India and perhaps even South Africa once Mr. Manuel decides to
“kick arse” and stop with the farce, of giving those white
“wheatie” eaters another “free pass”, the majority
today of North Americans probably no more than 3 paychecks away from being out
on the street, never to forget for a single solitary second which area of
business is probably without a shadow of a doubt the fastest segment of U.S.
based insurance carriers, those who underwrite, “foreign owned”
entities, run by “out of touch” management in places like France
and Germany who understand the limitations of their electorate who will not
accept being worked to the bone, but willing to exploit our labor force,
perhaps when going to confession and seeking absolution tell their Roman
Catholic priest who should all start wearing fairly tight clad shorts just to
assist a would be confessor examine their “body language.”
And of course us Jewish people know perfectly well why there
is this “inbred” guilt within the Roman Catholic Church that has
the Pope et al preaching no “sex out of marriage” making youngsters
ages 6 and 7 lying, just like my wife, “I ate my sister, shouted at my
mother” [sic] so embarrassed about being sinless.
And just before our Jewish friend Blema was recovering from
the apoplexy hearing this all for the first time yesterday, I had to
“burst her bubble” by letting this delightful psychologist know
that while some Jewish people have this euphoric view of looking for the
“Lost tribe of Israel” they would have to look no further than edge
of each of our long noses to find that the other 10 odd tribes more likely than
not wiped out not only that one “lost” Jewish tribe but anyone else
who dared to interfere with them leading the “good life.”
Lies, lies and more lies are told from one generation to the
next and hence why we have this incredible credibility gap emerging like at no
time in the annals of human history.
Just this past Saturday on returning home from her soccer
game, Danielle very proudly informed me of how well she played in the
“thrashing” her team gave to the opposing team, I then asked her
about the “screen name JBSTE” appearing on the home desktop computer
questioning Danielle whether she ever used her father’s E-mail
account JBSTE@aol.com.
Upon responding to me that she simply but “very
rarely” uses his “account” to log on to “I AM”
which allows her to communicate in “real time”
with her friends, seemingly a little frustrated with me for asking her such a
question, I felt obligated to let her know more of the truth although it is
very possible her mother had already informed her as well as JoNathan that the
email I received from Dr. JBS on 9-14-02 “is now part of the public record,
according to your father through his attorney sent by you to me, inadvertently,
and told to a packed courthouse” [sic].
Danielle gave me one of those looks that tell a thousand
words, “What the hell are you talking about?” Now I probably
didn’t say “packed courthouse” having kept my
“monologue” much shorter knowing her shortened attention span these
days, although she and I as well as her and her mother are in fact getting
along a whole lot better as she gets to see more in terms of what both Marie
and I are all about, that the truth is the most precious element in preserving
once balance, very difficult, tho, for someone bred 50% of the time on
“negative attention.”
Which brings me back to the point of why your client cannot,
MUST NOT, use the excuse of this
trip costing “to much” because if Marie doesn’t feel
compelled to tell Danielle who probably would do just fine in Florence et al
along with her friends without her biological father and his grumpy face
tagging along, I will have no choice but to inform Danielle that YOU don’t “cum cheap”
[sic].
And course you know that if I were elected Governor of
California I would change in one of my very first acts, the dog leashing laws,
which reminds me that I need to have Marie fill out a form that will allow her
to appear once again in court to contest the ticket she got for me having our
chocolate Labrador, Maggie,
off her leash.
Furthermore, no matter how much Dr. JBS may protest that he
no longer uses JBSTE@aol.com whenever Marie
sends an email to that account it has yet to be returned and of course I
won’t go more into at this time his “teeth” email
et al to Marie on March 19th of this year just 15 odd minutes before
he unloaded,
Subject: Re: CALL FROM MRS.
FRANCIS,
Date: Wed, 19 Mar 2003
Dear Marie,
Yesterday, I received a call from
Jonathan's Principal, Mrs. Francis.
She had tried to reach you at your house and wanted your cell phone
number. She asked me to ask
you to call her. She said that
Thanks, John Ben
I will, however, be covering this subject matter in quite
sum detail in an email I will be sending out in the very near future to the m
“It almost goes without saying, should there be just the slightest
scratch to me, my loved ones and/or any of my properties you can be rest
assured, you and your partners, would be in on the Top Ten suspects.”
In that email I will be spelling out why it is that I have
been rather successful in the area of “risk assessment”
my ability to see “patterns” perhaps a
little quicker than the average “Joe Blow” and having a rather good
command of mathematics and a “fair” amount of common
sense is sumthing I now want to share with the masses so that they can get up
to speed much quicker than in the past when confronting “monsters”
like you and your client who because you can don a suit and tie although I have
yet to see Dr. JBS in a suit other than what I seem to recall in the wedding
photo his ex father-in-law used to carry in his wallet, to mention little of
Marie’s father continuing to suggest that Marie invest in gold,
may have a “better
than most” shot of not only getting away with murder but with your
“ill-gotten” gains
have more in the “kitty” to
avoid getting caught in another “go around” as those watching you
get dizzier, nothing quite like having the masses “shell shocked”
agree?
Sum South Africans who know me a little
better than most and especially those on the Carmel
College school list r much more “up to speed” on my
capabilities to snare some of the most rapacious Wall Streeters who would make
Poli Pollak farts seem like the waves created by say a butterfly when still in
its cocoon when compared to say a million ton gorilla with a spear up its ass trekking
through the shrubbery of Pigeon Valley in Glenwood, Durban, where I once lived.
Right now I am looking forward to receiving a response email
to my buddy Paul Tomson, responsible for introducing me to Ms. Vicky
“Sticky” Schiff who prior to joining the folks at the Wetherly
Capital Group [WCG] was quite interested in my take on CSI but because of other distractions
was not able to capitalize on a business opportunity that could have given her
and her partners a possible 100%+ return on their money without one dollar of
leverage and of course you know now that I know a thing or too about leverage
beginning with the lessons taught to me by my paternal grandfather, Israel
“Issy” Gevisser who first began his trade, that led to the Moshal Gevisser
Group of Companies, by pushing a wheelbarrow, and of course I am not asking you
or Ms. Schiff to bow to me but to start thinking and acting according to
whatever is left of your conscience.
And for new viewers I
know you won’t object if I were to inform them that the WCG were the
masterminds behind the rigging of the California Gubernatorial elections held last
November 8th, Ms. Vicky “Sticky”
Schiff thinking enough of my services in extracting her from a rather tough
situation, granting me sum 10% of all her
future gross
earnings that had my friends being “threatened” not with body harm
but something perhaps even more devastating, their livelihood, you surely quite
surprised, my ability
to keep track of things despite my pitiful paperwork, that Ms. Schiff who in fact shared 30% of
her gains from having built up as managing partner of Stor America a $100
million odd real estate portfolio would decide to go “south on me.”
Yes, Mr. Hurst, there are a number of white
“wheaty” eating South Africans who would like perhaps to feed me to
the lions and of course I won’t bore you with the detail of how our
friend Irwin Strous’ mother was eaten by a lion which will only give the
likes of Merrick Wolman further opportunity to protest, “You have insulted
many people from Durban…” and you may have
noticed how deafeningly quite Mr. Wolman has been as of late, perhaps starting
to fart a whole lot more than usual.
On the other hand Mr. Wolman may have decided like a whole
number of people around me these days to really get in shape, and you know from
being as thin as a rake, although you could have simply been wearing a corset
whenever I have been in your company, that people in good condition seem to
fart a whole lot less, certainly it has been my experience that their airborne
feces don’t smell as much, would you happen to know of any scientific
material in this matter?
Wouldn’t you like to be a fly on the wall listening in
to the conversations going on these days between Merrick Wolman, his elder
brother and his sister-in-law, my tagging along on their honeymoon, & Sol Kersner,
Merrick’s uncle, Mr. Kersner, like Mr. Burkle, the behind the scenes man of the WCG, not
exactly “lightweights.”
But as you know Mr. fartface attorney, I don’t scare
very easily, been there, done it, now perfectly primed to go at the likes of
you, your client, the Kersners, the Wolmans, the Lazarus’ who I expect at
sum point in the future, sooner rather than later to join me in taking on the
biggest gangster out there one who has managed to stay off most if not all folks’
target list including the FBI, namely Mr. Warren “BO”
Buffet.
And of course if you have intercepted the draft of my Part 8
of the 8 part minis series to Diana Henriques of the New York X you would have a
pretty good sense of why every literate human being on the planet will be
outraged once they have read “The Script” that I will have refined
in “Jew course” [sic].
And of course you understand perfectly well my modus
operandi, telegraphing my punches to any of my other adversaries who are
getting the message loud and clear, “mess with
me” and I will show the same level of “tenaciousness” in
going after you as I am exhibiting in holding the likes of Dr. JBS et al “in
check”, until such time as the “Good Lord” decides it is
“check mate” time, but of course until such time there is nothing
stopping you or anyone else contributing heavily to the NextraTerresTrial.com
“war
chest”, the sooner the better, agree?
My most important asset is my “golden name” and
as I have said previously if your client so much as makes a “silent
fart” in my wife’s presence, I can handle such things perhaps a wee
bit better than most folks I know given the fact that I was allowed by my
parents to fly high
from a very early age, I will unload on you, Dr. JBS et al nothing short of the
wildest “class action
lawsuit” imaginable that will have those sandwich boards
“flying in the wind” not simply outside Sharp Memorial Hospital in
San Diego but throughout Del Mar and wherever Dr. Michael G. Plopper
resides
and possibly outside Jim Mcfarland
Esq’s residence, this past Saturday while
assistant coach at JoNathan’s soccer game I
couldn’t help but notice the “intersextion” [sic] between Mr.
McFarland who is also copied on this email and Dr. JBS as if the two of them,
so alike, were seeking both absolution as well as
confirmation from each other,
“No matter
what anyone else has to say, us engineers are the good guys and all our wives,
present and past will one day come to realize we were G-D’s gift to not
only the human race butt women as well”
[sic].
I must say though I was quite impressed with Jim
McFarland deciding to come and join our party yesterday although it is possible
that his incredibly beautiful and fast-getting-into-shape wife has a whole lot
to do with Jim getting with the program, Mr. McFarland being in a rather good
position to read your client the “riot act” when he saw him going
down his “peeriless voyage” [sic]
but instead encouraged Dr. JBS,
surprise, surprise?
Although I might find it within myself, somehow, to forgive
Mr. McFarland, who happened to witness Marie’s rather well thought
through will, that was designed by me to hold every single over controlling
parent “in check”, only his son can one day forgive him for having
used his 9-10 year old as a “policeman” and of course Mr. Hurst any
one of the neighbors first reading the complaint that your client filed on
September 11th 2002 “under penalty of perjury” would
very likely have called in all their children wanting to know “What if
any interaction have you had with Gary Gevisser”? – WOULDN’T YOU AGREE?
And remember as frugal as I am not only do I have all the resources to stick with it even if I were to live to 240 years old, Moses I am told is said to have died at around 120, my penchant for doubling up when I know I am on to a good thing, becoming quite legendry, to mention little of how you must now be cringing deciding to use Marie’s will as an exhibit in court suggesting that I was plastering her address all over The Internet when in fact that will only became a hyperlink after your client filed his insidious complaint against me, aimed at knocking the lights not so much out of me but his primary target, “my Marie” on of all days, September 11th of 2002.
Never forget my attitude towards the likes of you who would
attempt to destroy the good name of an innocent and why I have continued,
sacrificing finishing my book M
Devin Standard though, the good Christian that he is, seems
a little more optimistic that Mr. Poli Pollak will see the light, in the
meantime though I will not be holding my breath, just the other day though
while swimming amongst the fishes I was able to hold my breath to the count of
300, +- 5 minutes.
I also still know how to skate on ice although clearly not
as comfortable on ice hockey skates as I once was, although I am pretty certain
that if I were to spend a day, no more than too, at the local ice rink I would
be able to get my rhythm as well as my stride back for the simple reason I
think no differently to when I was 15 years old, in terms of my ability to add,
and no more than 21 years of age when it comes to understanding the media
business and the likes of Matt Potter, Diana Henriques, Jeff Rubin of the Los
Angeles X to mention just in passing Christopher Byron, author of Martha
Stewart.
And of course I copy all these folks on this email including
Mr. Rubin who could possibly be out sick, or simply on vacation but when you
look very closely at the first email I sent him on 9-12-03
just 366 days after your client filed his “false & misleading”
complaint against me “under penalty of perjury” you have to wonder
why this particular journalist, so hot on the tail of Mr. Dan Weinstein during
the last Los Angeles mayoral election would want to miss such an opportunity to
examine with his own eyes the “smoking
gun evidence” whose,
“implications
I can assure you are far more significant than Watergate which was nothing more
than a bungled burglary by a bunch of amateurs followed up with a cover up which were it
not for the tapes Nixon would likely have got away ‘Scotch free’…
and I think most seasoned pros doubt the existence of “deep throat”
very possibly a figment of those reporters’ imagination or possibly their
wives-girlfriends, agree” [sic]?
Perhaps what bothered Mr. Rubin was my having left out the
words, “the spring”
which I have now marked in green and again as soon as I have sent you this
email I will have it as a hyperlink in my email to Mr. Rubin, again and again, what
goes around comes around, and to repeat for the umpteenth time the expression I
first learned in French from Marie, “Vengeance is sweet to the
heart of an Indian.”
Below is the full text of the email I sent Mr. Rubin on
From: Gary S. Gevisser
To: jeff.rabin
