From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, March 19, 2003 12:00 PM
To:
Ilerner (ilerner@covetech.com)
Cc: rest
Subject: FW: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, I have just spoken with Devin who said you had called. It would be very helpful if you would drop the document off at the front desk of “Morrison and Vorster” [sic]. Vorster, by the way, was one of the Nazis that helped run South Africa into the ground while many of the white folks made off with the riches while the blacks labored sewing on things like labels.

 

Just a little earlier I had got off the phone with Jeffrey Krinsk my one “pong partner” who got his cloth cut while helping run Hang Ten International that few people in this country have heard about although its headquarters were in downtown San Diego before the Hong Kong Chinese bought it lock stock barrel and sink, just like the rest of our manufacturing base was disposed of during the Clinton Administration, although to be fair Jeffrey wouldn’t be caught seen involved with a company that would actually do its own manufacturing although I could be wrong.

 

Jeffrey just returned from the east coast where he was so very fortunate to have had dinner with “Teresea Heinz” [sic] whose husband the late Senator got his legs chopped off although I cannot say for certain which parts of his body suffered the most when his helicopter crashed some 10 years ago due to bad “wether” [sic] while coming out of Philly although for all I know it could have been Pittsburgh. Suffice to say Mrs. Heinz, now CEO +++ of the Heinz Philanthropy Trust decided to keep her name when John Kerry who had independent good qualifications, St Paul’s prep school, Yale and Vietnam, 3 purple hearts, a bronze star and a “silver star Mercedes 380 SL” [sic] to boot came on the scene and stole her heart.

 

Truth be told, Senator Kerry had probably already made his mark as Lieutenant Governor for “Massacre” [sic] and later went on to beat the hell out of Weld attaining the senatorship without taking any “PACman” [sic] money and has been moving his way up ever since with incredible “courage and honesty” according to Jeffrey, in confronting the domestic and foreign affairs on what I think Jeffrey referred to as a “principled basis.” The phone was cracking up throughout this rather lengthy phone conversation which I have yet to figure out how much I can bill for, especially since I am considering going on “unemployment.”

 

Now of course Jeffrey had other business to do other than to assist Senator Kerry make his way in to the Lincoln bedroom of the White House although I understand Senator Kerry may in fact seek to become president in 1994, “over my dead body.” Jeffrey like others concerned about my well being may in fact have been the one expressing those 4 words although I had another conversation going on at the time that had me a little distracted. I seem to recall though something about Jeffrey having to address stuff like getting the Pomerantz law group to “to ab-r-ide by their contractual obligations” [sic] witch is right up my alley.

 

I think that what has Jeffrey the most impressed with John Kerry that would have him devote so much of his valuable time albeit to have dinner with his multi-billionaire wife in addition to assisting raise a piddly sum of $325K when Kerry first came out of the closet although I understand the Senator’s happiest moment was when the doctors took the catheter out of his penus and just hours later still managed to give something like a 15-20 minute speech while his 96 stitches tore at his “seems” [sic].

 

If, however, President Bush were to decide to step aside and endorse Senator Kerry I would probably at Jeffrey’s urging vote for Mr. Kerry, and that would also assume that Mr. Devin Standard, the executor of my worldwide estate, decided not run for the presidency. I am not certain which party this seemingly good Senator belongs to although I assume he is a Democratic simply because informed sources tell me that Joe “white trash” Lieberman is responsible for a lot of “Jewish money” being siphoned from Kerry.

 

Now you do appreciate being part of the top management team of a public company how it came to pass that someone like Lieberman who happens to reside in the insurance capital of the world managed to make his way into the Senate? And I can tell you for certain that Joe “make me sick to death” Lieberman didn’t get his start pushing a wheel barrow on 47th Street flogging diamonds excavated out of South Africa and of course I won’t get into what’s with Professor Klein from Stanford University at this moment in time.

 

In due course I will be sharing with you and the rest of the folks copied on this email a rather important communication-s I had with the principal of United States elementary school day before yesterday that should get folks to think a little differently if we are to come to grips with solving the problems of the world.

 

Got to fly again.

 

Gary

 

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, March 19, 2003 10:25 AM
To:
Ilerner (ilerner@covetech.com)
Cc:
Shaim (shaim@covetech.com); Devin Standard (Devin@quasark.com); Jeff (jrk@class-action-law.com)
Subject: FW: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian - I have now called several starbucks in the area including what I believe to be the Sorrento court Starbucks and they don’t seem to be able to find you. Now I assume you are not wearing a disguise? Assuming you did not make it over to Morrison and Foerster please would you be so kind as to either mail me the document to my PO Box 307, Del Mar, CA 92014 or leave them at your reception desk and I will have someone pick it up. Please let me know what you decide to do and of course you can call me on my cell 858-SEL-NEXT. By the way, what is your company’s ticker symbol?

 

Thank you,

 

Gary

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, March 19, 2003 10:09 AM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Cc:
Shaim (shaim@covetech.com); Devin Standard (Devin@quasark.com)
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, I assume “There” means at the law offices of Morrison and Foerster as I indicated to you in the email below which was sent to you twice once at 9:46pm last night and then again at 9:49pm since the first email indicated that you may not have received the first one.

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:46 PM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Cc:
Devin Standard (Devin@quasark.com)
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, I am on the phone right now with Devin who is having an all day meeting tomorrow nearby the shopping center at 3811 Valley Center Drive at the law offices of Morrison and Foerster. Can you stop by and drop off the document?

 

 

I am currently on the “Toad show” [sic] and in the event you happen to be at Starbucks I will copy your uncle on this email and perhaps Sammy “The busy-cell-phone-bee” Haim will be able to reach you on your cell. I will also try calling the Starbucks in the event you are camped out there.

 

Gary

 

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, March 19, 2003 8:45 AM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

 

I'll be there at 10am

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:54 PM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Cc:
Devin STANDARD
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

Ian, I just got this message after I sent out the previous email. You can reach Devin on his cell phone 858-337-1802. Given the epidemic that is plaguing this planet I might in fact be stepping on the gas over the next several days that could have me heading towards the east coast on my “toad show” [sic] so please would you communicate with Devin who will handle the sale of the vehicle.

 

I hope you feel better soon.

 

Gary

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:46 PM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Cc:
Devin Standard (Devin@quasark.com)
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, I am on the phone right now with Devin who is having an all day meeting tomorrow nearby the shopping center at 3811 Valley Center Drive at the law offices of Morrison and Foerster. Can you stop by and drop off the document?

 

Gary

 

 

 

From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:44 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Gary, I may not make it tomorrow, I not feeling well tonight. I'll send an email in the morning if I'm better.

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:15 PM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

Ian, I am on the road right now and I should be back in time. If not why not leave the document in an envelope with the starbucks folks with either my or Devin Standard’s name on it. I am trying to reach Devin right now to see if he can make it in the event I am held up.

 

Thanks

Gary

 

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 18, 2003 1:06 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: FW: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Please confirm

 

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Friday, March 14, 2003 7:08 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

Gary,

 

I get a doubly signed document to you next week, say Wednesday 10am at the same StarBucks. If you can't make it please let me know when you can. I have a meeting I need to leave for no later than 10:15am.

 

Best,

 

 

-Ian

 

 

 

From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Friday, March 14, 2003 6:43 PM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Cc: rest

Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

“Soo” [sic] what exactly was your point in directing me to the www.debka.com website?

 

Second, what should I make of your uncle Sammy “Ham” [sic] sending me 48 emails one after the other that appeared to say nothing? Surely if he wanted me to place him on the NextraTerrestrial delete list he would have enough of a command of the English language to articulate such thoughts?

 

Third, I was just advised that the “tTOo weak” [sic] silence on “The Puck Stops Here” [sic] has finally broken. Their light journey shall begin in earnest at the conclusion of the Sabbath and of course my statistically valid sample of the world’s population who are copied on this e-mail anxiously await my response to Professor “BrownNose” Brown and his band of well-educated supporters who let their formal education interfere with their learning.

 

I was hoping that King Golden Jnr Esq. who along with the rest of the folks on my email list who have a beef with me but who haven’t requested that they be placed on the “delete list” would jump in on all 4s and lend the eRaider.com folks a hand using his real name although he may have second thoughts about testing my mettle ever again even if has not tapped into my website directory that comes with an updated “warning label” to mention in passing that the “power play” response to Dr. JOHN’s poor behavior began with an email sent out to him yesterday at 3:39 pm PST by his ex-wife.

 

With all that sa.d, against my advice, my father still plans to return to South Africa tomorrow evening, despite his awareness of my rather prescient timing. Both my sister and my brother-in-law in particular who live a continent away no doubt recall my pinpoint accuracy in the need to cover one’s back. We all know, however, that if someone really wants to do another person any physical harm there is little or nothing that can stop a bullet let alone an O.J. type whose choice of weapons are as cowardly as someone brandishing an ax.

 

In the end only God decides who shall live and who shall die and the method of death is altogether irrelevant for whether or not blood is spilled each life is precious and for those who don’t believe in God who will return those who do bad to earth with a vengeance, they must consider the fundamental Newtonian principle that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, to mention little of fact that when I present the irrefutable evidence of wrongdoing at the highest levels of the Democratic Party with tie-ins to Vivendi, the French conglomerate, I will also be offering solutions. And of course we can all agree on the notion that if you are not part of the solution then you are part of the problem.

 

I also happen to believe that even the most rapacious out there can be find a way out of their misery by digging deep and naturally I will be asking is for sum cash contributions and instead of asking for their blood they can simply squeeze blood oranges for the poor. Most importantly, none of them will end up in the poor house. And for those out of control characters like your uncle who are dirt poor they can clean toilets in orphanages.

 

I am sitting outside the “DMZ” [sic] having presented all the paper work you provided me when we met 10 days ago at Starbucks to a gentleman who works for the DMV who seemed very much on the ball. He informed me that the title for the Mercedes is still in your name since it requires, according to him, two signatures. The “slash” that separates the two names on the title apparently stands for “and” and not for “or?”

 

One of the great things in the Spanish language is that you know from the start of the sentence whether it is a question by the inversion of the question mark, something I assume your uncle Sammy picked up while on his trip to Peru although old Sambo spent most of the time sitting on the toilet paying heavily for letting his immune system disintegrate while pumping himself up for the young “collectables.” Despite paying through the nose for his swanky abode poor Sambo just managed to make it up once to the top of the mountain where he summarily collapsed although I may have got that part mistaken with what Warren “BO” Buffet was saying about his empire if he didn’t get a taxpayer bailout.

 

I, on the other hand, got to mix with the locals spending perhaps no more than 1/10th of what Sammy paid for his hotel suite while enjoying 5 Star food prepared by some of the best looking people on the planet, so much so that with the savings I was able to help in making a relatively rather large down payment on two incredible houses that have a Bird’s Eye view of the top of Machu Picchu which I had hoped would be fully renovated when I returned a couple of months later with my “travel companion” in tow. Despite “Condor Houses” not quite ready to accept my “one queen.” Marie never wanted to leave although I took responsibility for having forgotten when we were supposed to depart; the net result though is that we spent a couple more weeks in South America enjoying the best that the South Americans had to offer and coming away wanting to return again and again.

 

As you know I take the position that when I make a mistake I pay for it and it seems you make have made a mistake or tTOo as well, wouldn’t you agree?

 

As you know I don’t go around in circles and detest more and more as time passes by those who derive great satisfaction in exceeding the limits of their small authority, i.e. evil doesn’t come with a pointed tail and a pitched fork it comes in the form of sometimes simple people who have been co-opted by more rapacious individuals hell bent on dying the richest people in the grave. Moreover, I am always weary of folks who as they get older for sum reason load up on the boot polish although I assume old Sammy uses something less toxic.

 

I try to measure my words ever so carefully and can generally get my message across in short order but then again as you know I am “playing chess” to a much larger audience who don’t quite understand mathematics as well as I do but as their 401ks go down the tubes are listening ever more carefully to what I have to say, wouldn’t you agree? Now I assume since you didn’t want to discuss business with me back on March 4th wanting instead to have me delete you from my email list that your public company is doing superb and consequently it is unlikely there will be any sudden decline in your stock price which generally has folks like Jeffrey Krinsk calling me up for my perspective on matters.

 

The last thing I would want to do is to go war with you or anyone else for that matter, but make no mistake you as well as Sammy Boy should not underestimate my resolve to respond to anymore fast balls thrown at or near my head or anyone that I happen to care about, and of course I care a lot about a lot of people more than either you, or better yet, Sammy “head up his ass” Haim, can ever imagine, a mind a terrible thing to lose, wouldn’t you also agree? You are exceptionally bright but I think my dog with just a little bit of guidance from me would beat you, hands down, in a game of chess.

 

By now I would expect you to fully appreciate that I consider anyone no matter their pin-size brain who lies, steals or cheats be held in check as much as someone as rapacious as Ronald “The Finagle King” Perelman or an ex-husband who despite a white gown rippling with diplomas has quite a lot of clean up to do, to mention little of how important it is that we really get to know our neighbors since who is to say what politician they may be cultivating in their backyard behind the bushes and the trees that when the timing is ripe has the possibility of wrecking havoc on the masses, domino effects to boot once and for all.

 

Point being, please stick to your knitting and take care of this paperwork for me. According to the DMV all that is needed is for you and the other party on the title sign the paperwork and the new owner won’t have to bother with me.

 

With that said it is possible that I might lose the “sail” [sic] to Juliana.  She appears to be nervous about the condition of the vehicle although she might be overcome by the complexities. Juliana has been copied on all our communications and despite her friend giving the “green light” after the two of them took the Mercedes for close to a half hour spin she feels the need now to have a qualified mechanic check it out which is something I suggested to her months ago. Her friend was at one point interested in buying the vehicle for himself for twice what Juliana had agreed to pay.

 

Once again I am copying Juliana and other possibly interested parties who may think that my recent “sabbatical” had me falling off the deep end.

 

The “road show” is fully underway and in due course you should see THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH appearing on more than the superhighway and of course we will be selling T-shirts galore.

 

Don’t forget to let me know when you have the time to meet again to take care of the paperwork. I think I just heard Sammy flushing the toilet although I am probably 10 miles away from The Cave.

 

Hang Ten!

 

Gary

 

 

Cc:rest including Sammy Haim.

 

 

From: Ian Lerner

Sent: Monday, March 03, 2003 5:48 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

www.debka.com

 

 

From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Tuesday, March 04, 2003 9:47 AM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Cc: rest

 

Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, I think you can understand that even a completely “brainne dead” [sic] individual could get all worked up when they are just two minutes away from the possibility of being placed in handcuffs, hit with a $1,000 fine plus 6 months in jail while having your 79+ year old father standing next to you carrying a binder that contains the original documents that support the irrefutable evidence of political corruption at the highest levels of the Democratic party+++.

 

You have to also appreciate that my Dad thought the worst that he would be exposed to in visiting a bunch of Del Martians would be the elements of nature as his youngest son picked him up at the Solana train station on his Dukati hoping that the pig valve he recently had installed in Africa would hold up to the twists and turns as we headed up to Stonehenge II.[1]

 

My Dad’s tiny carry on case was the perfect example of the “suitcase wondering Jew.” Last night I was told by “our” 10-year-old that I was getting a “little carried away.” Jonathan Stewart, however, has no idea of what I have really had to endure these past several months. However, not in his wildest dreams would my Dad have expected to head at break neck speed to downtown San Diego eventually walking through the hallways of power where firms like Milberg Weiss and Finkelstein and Krinsk have the bird’s eye view of the sparrows lucky enough to pick up their crumbs albeit my pointing out to my Dad all the different bail bondsmen in the area to choose from in the event the bail money required was more than the quarters I had saved sitting in the back of my Mini Cooper S.

 

I advised him though to leave the 100 oz silver bar in the car that was parked in a local parking lot and if he got tired of walking around to just kick back and listen to Kebo CD where one of the songs talks about getting rid of the parking lots, billboard signs to boot. I had purchased the silver bar back in early 1978 as a reminder of my first job in this country when I was given the “awesum” [sic] task of keeping tabs of Joseph Seigal’s commodity trades including his favorites, pork bellies. A friend of mine who I lived and worked with when I first arrived in Chicago on St. Patrick’s’ day and whose quarterly “sweeping” checks help provide the necessary funding required for my pet projects had a sister who was one of my closest friends growing up in South Africa. Marilyn Silver has now passed away but is not forgotten.

 

While recuperating in South Africa my father was blessed with having great friends and family including a cousin of mine Jonny Gevisser who made sure he didn’t languish in bed; most of all my father received his regularly emails from my sister who besides for visiting with him from Australia kept reminding him that it was better he check out altogether while playing golf then to be found in some fukukta bed like Albert Einstein reading some painful best seller like Manager Minute One which should hit the bookstands in short order. My dad only recently found out that he is in fact dyslexic and managed to get by simply relying on his memory but of course my Dad has his charm, good looks and still a very good sense of humor to mention how good he still is in keeping track of time, reminding me not to get distracted by all the beautiful women parading in high heels.

 

And of course you couldn’t be a complete idiot to have become a fighter-bomber-pilot at age 20 and within months knocking the crap out of the Nazis by hitting them where it hurt most, i.e. their railway lines, flying “second tTOo” the likes of Syd Cohen one of the founders of the Israeli Air Force. Quite something, wouldn’t you agree that the man who turned out to be my father’s greatest friend would be the son of a gentleman who may have supplied produce to the concentration camps?

 

Not only did my Dads pig skin valve hold out but the 5 bypasses that were also performed on him back in August of last year held pretty well together perhaps though just by a hair. The scene, however, in courtroom 1 was anything but a day in the park which is what my Dad’s operation would appear to most. In no time at all he was back on his feet and right now is off with the dogs who are move than a mouthful. So if I am a little late for our meeting this morning, hopefully you wont’ mind clicking your heels just a short while especially if I can possibly help you and your company conquer Asia Minor.

 

It was in fact quite scary especially when one looked closely at the rather hairy characters that appear in what has to be the lowest of low life settings far different than anything one sees on Court TV. What these folks do have though going for them, despite being more than simply out on their “luk” [sic] without any possibility of getting out of debt lucky if they escape a jail sentencing, is their pride.

 

Just before the Judge entered the courtroom, the bailiff asked people to remove their hats and the Black Lady sitting behind me who was somewhat uncomfortable with the request ever so politely asked if she could leave the courtroom to fix up her hair returning nearly 15 minutes later looking not that much better although I never saw what she really looked like to begin with but at least she had a smile on her face

 

Fortunately or unfortunately depending upon how one looks at things as in

 

The earth” [sic].

Shall

Inherit

With teeth

The Meek”

 

Dr. Stewart and his attorney Mr. George Hurst didn’t show up but once again Mr. Ashworth who arrived in the nick of time was absolutely brilliant.

 

He shone like never before. No other defense attorney looked anywhere near as “shark” [sic] to mention little of his eloquence. Come to think of it though, of the more than 100 defendants like myself, there was no other attorney present. The public defenders seemed, however, quite sparky but none of them quite had the sharpness of the prosecutors.

 

I could so easily go far left a field given all the different agendas I have going at this time including the need to respond to Mr. JW August the managing editor of the ABC Network affiliate here in San Diego whose telephone message continues to reverberate in my ear nothing quite like what is in store for Dr. Stewart assuming of course he can find an attorney on this planet who is willing to go “toe 4 toe” with the likes of Mr. Ashworth who has been a little under the weather lately but who by the time the proceedings were over looked like he was ready to compete in our Iron Man competition.

 

James was most appreciative of my having got him out of bed and of course he would pay very little attention to the messages I left on his law firm’s answering machine that could have his mother who is retired, who prior was perhaps the most expensive child custody attorney in San Diego, thinking that both she and her husband who is a judge might have to go back to work in order to fend off me.

 

Kathryn Ashworth retired on January 1st 2003 and the last communication she and I had was when I last visited this awesome family’s law offices was with her reprimanding me with, “Gary this is a law office, not sum dog and horse show” [sic]. I have known Kathryn Ashworth since she was a kid and of course I am not going to give out her age but if there is an attorney in the world who comes out of law school looking as good as James Ashworth’s mother who I assume is simply being put out to stud, I would like to meet that woman.

 

In the space of a few hours we will also be launching grubbygrub.com beginning with a line of “stained” tee-shirts compliments of the brain storming session that took place over coffee this morning.

 

With that said, I am including on this email a host of different characters who know a thing or two about the schmutter business and my hope is that they will get back to me with some bids of quantities ranging from 5,000 to 5 million t-shirts, naturally of the highest quality. I am naturally not all that concerned about folks stealing our ideas because by now most are aware of our ability to produce cartoon characters of anyone who plays it fast and loose. Better they simply agree to a licensing deal with www.nextraterrestrial.com than think they can hind behind some corporate veil.

 

Again, no threats other than to get folks thinking more in terms of a win-win.

 

My Dad has just returned none the worse and later this afternoon we will head up for a spin on the Dukati. My Dad, by the way, no longer thinks I am kidding whatever it is that I say.

 

Hang Ten!

 

Gary

 

 

 

From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Monday, March 03, 2003 3:28 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Gary, I think you are getting worked up over nothing. Let get together Tueday 9:45am at StarBucks at Sorrento Vally next to Staples. I will continue to look for the copy of the slip tonight. I remember making a copy but I'm not sure where it is. Now that you will get what you want from me, I have a request from you. Are you in a position to help me with a minor request?

 

-Ian

 

 

 

From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent: Monday, March 03, 2003 12:28 PM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Cc:
Jeff; Devin Standard; Joe Grundfest; Kimberly Hunt; Kimberly Hunt; Shaim
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

Ian, by now I would have expected you to be fully up to speed on what gets my beef that has me now turning up the heat, perhaps much the same way as Pythagoras’ right angle triangle theorem scared the ruling elite that in layman terms computes to, “The angle of the dangle equals the heat of the meet” [sic].

 

Different and the Digital Age apart from the first scientist who was the first to take superstition and mysticism out of the equation that those in power used since time in memorial to control the masses, I don’t plan on disappearing into some type of cloud but plan to hang around to hopefully enjoy the coming revolution that will have the masses deciding in unison to take a stand that will bring about change without us having to endure a repetition of the previous mistakes when left wing revolutionaries came blasting through doing things no different to their right wing bloodbrothers. It’s great though to have my Dad at my side and Mr. Jim Ashworth on his way over to 220 W. Broadway in downtown San Diego.

 

So why not drop on by and give us a cheer and perhaps drop by KUSI and pick up Ms. Hunt and let her know though that Pypeetoe is holding fort at home without of course that Avenger Pitching Wedge still in the possession of Mr. Roger “Headgecoke” [sic]?I only threaten people with exposing the truth. When I make a mistake I pay for it, i.e. buying your car without first having it checked out, butT when others make a mistake, moreover give me the runaround they should be made to pay in one form or another, wouldn’t you agree?

 

Moreover, I have given you pretty good suggestions in addressing shortcomings within your own public company that I assume you took to heart and took the appropriate action especially given my track record that talks “lewd” [sic] & clear to my success in helping folks who listen well to respond to fast balls thrown at or near head, i.e. God gave us two ears and one mouth that we should listen twice as hard as we speak and for those with poor hearing to watch out, worse yet those with selective hearing to understand perfectly clear what is meant by a knuckleball.

 

I’m also assuming you found the time to read the headlines in this Saturday’s San Diego Union Tribune where Bruce “Hot Water Head” Bigelow who found the time in his very busy schedule to visit with me at Stonehenge II going after what is nothing more than the smallest of tempests in a tea pot while the entire union of the lower basin States within the United States of America is cracking at the seams and when that baby breaks wind all of us better be on high ground, Perfect Storm III just around the corner.

Many of us, it seems, think that the world revolves around each of our little worlds, going around in circles, no doubt the rapacious circling the wagons, creating a screen of sorts to insulate themselves from an epic outburst, Quantum Mechanics, our saving grace. God forbid, though, one of our bigger dams were to break, nothing to do with any terrorist attack but simply the build up of “s..t” and perhaps why we can tolerate our own shit stinking while others like your uncle Sammy shit more than a basket full of beans. [2]

 

As soon as we begin to believe that our intelligence is all of our making, listening to folks who have sweet talking answering machines like Sammy’s that say, “…Tell me everything” or “We are out solving the problems of the world…” then it is no wonder we cannot find the time to do simple things like, “Do unto thy neighbor…” i.e. KISS

 

When you find a break in your full schedule to take a deep breath of air, coming to grips with the fact that in the same amount of time it took for you to type the 22 words below you could have put your John Hancock on the “Transfer of Title With Duplicate Title”, you might also get to enjoy a breath of fresh air as the deep freeze sets in. If in fact the vehicle is registered in my name then all is forgiven, wouldn’t you agree?

 

I assume you have finally got to the point where you don’t seek outside counsel, different and apart from Sammy who has a habit of leading folks astray. My patience is wearing very thin right now to mention little of the fact that although you sold me the car “as is” there were factors relating to the history of this Black Mercedes that were not fully disclosed to me and why I wanted Sammy who did all of your dirty work in repossessing the vehicle to at least get off his butt and do whatever it took to put me in touch with The Twins and/or “their” [sic] former husband Mike Roos; but of course old Sammy wanted to let old dogs die without realizing that when you sleep with dogs you sometimes get up with more than fleas and why I was uncomfortable in selling the car simply “as is” to the next buyer. I have in fact had offers as high as $10K for the car that would have made me a tidy profit but in all good conscience I couldn’t bring myself to taking the easy route and keeping my mouth shut.

 

The failure to disclose all the facts is as damaging as lying through one’s teeth, i.e. THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH. What message are you imparting to your young when you align yourself with folks albeit family members whose track record is so incredibly poor? I saw on TV last night a preview for an upcoming Survivor show on CBS that has the folks playing fiddle with Piranha which reminds me of something that my almost 90 year old friend Gene told me the other day, Merrill lynched me

 

Time to fly into “Court TV” never to forget some of the Ivy League folks who allowed their formal education to interfere with their learning who shall in due course get to feel the full drift of us serfers. I have yet to see the movie 2000 Leagues under the sea, have you?

 

 

Gary

 

Ps – I just heard that my one attorney-colleague, Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk, who would have undoubtedly taken the time out of his busy schedule to be with me today had to fly to Florida on an emergency matter. He and I have some unfinished business and my prayers are with Jeffrey who like me is very close to his father who also happens to be getting on in years. Hopefully, when he returns to California he does so with a vengeance.

 

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Monday, March 03, 2003 12:23 AM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

I hope that you are not trying to threaten or harass me into a meeting. Be patient as my schedule is full.

 

 

 

From: Ian Lerner [ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Sunday, March 02, 2003 6:20 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE:

 

 

Gary, I just review the document you send last week. I'm not the registered owner of the car. You are. You need to fill the form out as the registered owner. It transferred title when I sent in the paperwork last year. If I was still the registered owner I would have received a registration renewal and I didn't get one in the mail. I think the DMV would get more confused with my name on the form.

 

-Ian

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Sunday, March 02, 2003 5:57 PM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Cc:
Shaim; Devin Standard; Adam Tucker
Subject: THE MEEK WITH TEETH SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

 

Ian, can we get real here a moment and avoid going around in circles. I am simply talking about getting your signature on a document that has already been filled out. I sent you a scanned copy of the exact document you would be signing. Either Juliana or I will come to wherever you choose, your work would be fine and I don’t think it should take you any longer than it took your uncle Sammy above to work out that if you have a leaking old toilet that maybe when you pull the plug all your shit and/or that of your quests may possibly end up depositing itself on the “rentER” [sic] below, tax receipts to boot.

 

I’ve kept some of the “solid peaces” [sic] in the event the IRS decides to visit. Come to think of it some of the shit might belong to The Twins and the DNA could prove helpful down the road, i.e. Sammy’s relaying of messages to Vicky Schiff in December 2001 weren’t all a figment of his vivid imagination. ButT then again we have the DNA markings from the Black Mercedes as testament to whole lot of shit, wouldn’t you agree?

 

So please, let’s get down to business. I am starting a “road show” this week that could end with me appearing at TRO in New York, as in Eminem. Come to think of it I haven’t heard old

Sammy play anything hip in a while. Perhaps he is simply losing his touch much like his eyesight to mention little of his very poor “insite” [sic]. Come to think of it I haven’t seen Sammy around since he got back from Asia Minor. I can only wonder what new trade he has latched on to.

 

Hopefully he isn’t inciting the masses to direct weapons of mass destruction in the direction of our great abode.

 

I love you America,

 

Gary

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Sunday, March 02, 2003 2:22 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE:

I'm a little pressed for time these days. let's try mid week.

 

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Sunday, March 02, 2003 7:39 AM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Subject: RE:

I don’t have one. Couldn’t we meat wherever your preference since we are talking about an original document I suspect the DMV wants signed?

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Saturday, March 01, 2003 10:37 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE:

what's your fax #

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Saturday, March 01, 2003 1:27 PM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Cc:
Juliana Hughes
Subject: RE:

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From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, February 19, 2003 2:59 PM
To:
gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE:

i'll be back in town next week.

 

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Wednesday, February 19, 2003 2:54 PM
To:
Ilerner
Subject: FW:

Ian, I never heard back from you?

GAry

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Monday, February 17, 2003 10:58 AM
To: 'ilerner@covetech.com'
Subject: RE:

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From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Monday, February 17, 2003 10:12 AM
To: Gary S. Gevisser
Subject: RE:

go ahead and email it to me for review.

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Monday, February 17, 2003 10:05 AM
To: ilerner@covetech.com
Subject: RE:

Ian, Juliana has been down to the DMV and according to her all that is required is for you to sign a “missing title statement” since I never registered the car in my own name. I have the form with me right now and don’t see anything on it that should give rise for conern.

Gary

 

 


From: Ian Lerner [mailto:ilerner@covetech.com]
Sent:
Monday, February 17, 2003 9:29 AM
To: Gary S. Gevisser
Subject: RE:

Gary,

 

I already signed full title to you over a year ago. I have no authority to sign any other documents regarding the title of the car. BTW, I couldn't find the copy of the title. but I think the DMV will surely have it in their files.

 

Best,

 

Ian

 

 


From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:
gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
Monday, February 17, 2003 8:53 AM
To:
Ilerner
Cc:
Juliana Hughes
Subject:

Ian hi – I have a document that you need to sign in order for Juliana to get a duplicate title. Please let me know when we can meet. Thanks. Gary



[1] Just before going into court yesterday a gentleman with a South African accent and terrific wit approached my attorney Mr. Ashworth looking to be “substituted out.” Upon picking up that this male, about average height, average weight, full set of hair, was unlikely from Pietersberg, an enclave of the Broderbund who ran South Africa with an iron fist for almost 50 years with assistance of course from “the capos” I offered a helping hand by introducing this recovering attorney to my father.

 

Immediately upon hearing the name Gevisser he asked my father if he was related to the “Moshal Gevissers” and before my Dad could answer I expressed, “Please don’t expect a handout, you look like you have two arms and at least one good leg ” [sic].

 

Naturally, we got into the benefits of my family once owning a Coffee and Tea Company although I stopped short of describing how my one uncle maintained an adequate supply of coca cola on hand for Charles Engelhard who later appointed David Gevisser chief executor of his world wide estate, nor for that matter would I have embarrassed my father by describing how David Gevisser managed to attract, Helen, one of the most beautiful woman in South Africa and stay married all of these years hoping that at least one of her sons would produce a male offspring that would keep me off their father’s back as I plough forward ahead in making all of those families who enriched themselves off the backs of the Black people accountable, at least make some of their heirs feel that it is about time that their parents did the right thing while avoiding becoming one our Footsak.com cartoon characters.

 

Fortunately or unfortunately I had just one business card left butT never quite got into Gipsy being equal and opposite in all respects to Pig=sy, nor for that matter were any of the Gevissers or the Ash’s raised in pigsty. Fashion though was very much a part of our vocabulary from the get-go and despite yesterdays “false start” no doubt my Dad was very happy to see me in a suite with a shirt fully buttoned up, courtesy of Prada.

 

more than 50

[2] Your choice of words, either “silt” or “shit.”