From: Gary S. Gevisser
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Subject: Perfect Storm XXX
continues - The meek WITH TEETH shall
inherit the earth
Bill, the kids returned earlier to the house and I was
“required” to perform certain important functions including dealing
with stuff like, “What if Lamas don’t like oatmeal or what if
Rhinos don’t like cheese?” They are now put to sleep without either
the San Diego Police Department or the FBI showing up.
As they entered the house I just completed an e-mail
to a gentleman who I know would prefer not to be bothered let alone involved in
a dispute between myself and our mutual friend and business partner.
I see having Mr. Stanfil intervene as the least painful way
to go for if I were to proceed and litigate against Mr. Starks who is simply
over his head having been beaten on time and again by wives, children,
stepchildren up the kazoo and God only knows what the folks at Citicorp
Ventures will do to “Mr. Sparks”
[sic] if I were to include the most rapacious leverage buyout firm in the world
in our little dispute.
Mr. Stanfil has a gifted way of calming folks down and my
hope is that a quick call perhaps no more than 3 would bring Mr. Starks into a
reality check that would save us all a whole lot of bother. That email to Mr.
Stanfil was completed in less than half an hour and there were several
interruptions. And even if Mr. Stanfil has slowed down it shouldn’t take
him more than a couple of minutes to read [it] at least twice and help his and
my friend do the right thing and of course he always has the option of hitting
the delete
button.
Mr. Stanfil is legendary in the entertainment business;
known as “Mr. clean shoes”
in a rather rough and tumble environment where folks like Marvin Davis once
reigned supreme over folks like Mr. Stanfil as he battled to keep the assets of
MGM working at a roaring pace to mention little of what it means to hold things
in intact while being diplomatic and tactful, Secretary Rumsfeld perhaps the
best I have seen in my relatively short career.
I have though always wondered how Marvin Davis who I believe
still has his eyes set on Vivendi’s Universal, just one more atrocity of
the French, was able to extricate Pebble Beach out of MGM let alone how the
Japanese bought into all the BS that rightfully belongs to each and every one
of us and why I refuse to pay $17 odd bucks to drive that 17 mile route that
goes directly into the hands of those who I suspect have stolen the most.
It so happens that a good friend of mine lives on one of
these monstrous estates. She is not though on my e-mail list and I know that if
I do get forced out of the southern Californian neighborhood Ms. Debra C. would
give me a helping hand just like I once helped her get her rightful start.
Down to business: Earlier today I got a phone call from a
Marsha Giles who says she is with Caldwell Banker and gave me her telephone but
since she also gave me her E-mail address I won’t bother with giving you
her phone number, as much as you folks like to talk my hat off.
Ms. Giles told me that she left a message for you, wanting
to see Marie’s house another time, that she ended up speaking to your
associate Debbie who you told me is no longer “on the case” and who
suggested Ms. Giles simply call Marie “to make an appointment” for
exactly what?
Fortunately or unfortunately I was holding fort.
I have no idea if Ms. Giles’ client is the same person
who presented the offer under
discussion but suffice to say Ms. Giles tells me that her client had made
an offer on Marie’s house that was conditional on her client selling
his-her house, that the offer contained a “refundable deposit.”
What really got me aggravated with Ms. Giles was the fact
that she like the rest of you doesn’t appreciate what it means to waste
my time. The fact that a seller even has to think about making certain in their
counter offer that there is something in there that has the buyer placing some
“skin in the game” is bothersome to me, somewhat disingenuous
wouldn’t you agree although there is perhaps a better word that describes
my repulsion.
This backwards and forwards routine by mental midgets is
simply too much for my magical mind that is so finely strung and is in my
opinion indicative of why I cannot wait to see more of you folks out there
trying to compete in the real world like peddling insurance or doing something
really meaningful like picking up dog poop or simply making yourselves really
useful by getting folks just to recycle more. When last did you tear down a
home to make way for say a dog parade or was that why you had Mr. Fiske
prancing around in Marie’s underwear? Now I can’t say for sure what
exactly Mr. Fiske was wearing throughout the timeframe he is said to have been
walking about the house but what I do know is that on several occasions both
Marie and I came into the house to find some of your “good clients”
doing their own walkthroughs and don’t even dare to disagree on this one,
buster.
I made it perfectly clear to both you and Debbie that I had
“eyes in the sky”.
It is so obvious, to me at least, that you folks are so
grappling to get your arms around the fact that you add little or no value,
mostly though giving folks like us angina up the kazoo, playing it fast and
loose as though you think the world is made up of nothing but zoos where
everyone just wants to be played with although it would probably be a good idea
if we simply let the wild animals go free, and replace them with those who put
out nothing more than baseless assertions while gobbling up food like they are
pigs?
Not only would I see this as a way to get our kids to fully
appreciate what would happen to them were they to grow up without a value
system but perhaps equal in importance such a venture would probably self-fund
from the word go, wouldn’t you agree? The only problem I see is finding
zoo keepers wanting to clean up all the poop but this where I see you and
Debbie fitting in just perfectly.
Shame on you just came over the TV set and I thought it
apropos.
Sorry buster, not on my watch. I am having enough trouble
trying to solve the problems of the entire world finding the time in the 3
hours per day that I am allowed to sit at my computer than to try building
My main business before I decided to hang up my boxing
gloves was that of a “problem solver” which requires an ability to
access risk that only comes with time and experience and I happen to believe
with a good healthy dose of help from God, a system of fundamental beliefs
which is probably the best insurance policy; but for those who think their
stink doesn’t stink then of course I suggest taking out an insurance
policy in order to compensate those you leave behind who have been subjected to
all your bullshit to mention little of your farts.
I don’t make it my business to sue people, nor have I
made a dime out of suing a single person or company, at least not to this point
in time, as best as I recall, and over the years I have all sorts of insurance
claims that I simply haven’t bothered with filling out the paper work
since I consider my time too valuable, nor do I go about collecting items that
go beyond my basic needs but when someone reneges or tries to take advantage of
me or friends then I get pissed off.
Now of course my basic needs may be considerably more than
yours but you would possibly also agree that there is every reason to believe
that I work harder and of course smarter than you when I do work, caring a lot,
however, about the people who make me look good given my “poor
looks” and never do I waste time giving people the cold shoulder when
they do wrong. In other words I come at them like a ball of fire and every so
often a bat out of hell.
The way things look to me is that I will simply sue you
assuming your Errors and Omissions policy [E&O] is both proper and adequate
which reminds me of probably how the pharmaceutical company that makes ENO came
up with this brand for heartburn formula something quite common in the Shtels of Africa.
Now I don’t expect you to understand what a Jewish
Ghetto is in Yiddish but certainly you understand the claims Marie and/or I
could have against you , your company, or for that matter anyone else who is a
party to this 3-ring circus who could be sued for none other than breach of
contract, breach of warranty, misrepresentation, negligence and whathaveyou?
Since you have failed to respond to my previous e-mail
sent out to you yesterday at 10:12am PST at least now let me know whether you
and
Do not waste your time answering any of the 6 or so
questions I asked for yesterday which I thought were rather eloquent given the
less than 3 minutes I had to compile the e-mail
unless you answer those contained in the paragraph above.
Again, if you are having any difficulty with my rather
straightforward questions do the smart thing and have your President and/or the
company’s legal counsel email me directly. If I have trouble in
understanding them, given the limitations I undoubtedly have of my own limited,
yet formal education interfering with my learning, I will simply forward the
e-mail-s to my bank of attorneys around the world who anxiously await the opportunity
to make some money off me.
Once again I include King Golden Esq. on this e-mail as well
as a hoard of folks who probably still number less than 30 who would like to
see me skinned alive. Who knows they might e-mail you directly suggesting how
to respond to me but please bare in mind that some of these folks like Mr.
Hurst Esq. may have a different agenda then simply helping out a real estate
broker with two kids. Perhaps you should have made better provisions before
deciding to have children? Think of all
the other fatherless kids out there who may possibly appreciate a helping hand
from Del Martians such as you and me?
You have undoubtedly heard the expression, “The enemy
of my enemy is my friend?” Folks like Mr. Golden Esq. and Dr. Stewart and
Ms.
You may not only get what you deserve but all your worst wishes
may in fact come true. It is all a matter of perspective, wouldn’t you
agree,
My one grandfather died of cirrhosis of the liver.
My dispute with Mr. Mark Weinstein may not appear at first
blush as significant as my dispute with Mr. Dan Weinstein the “kingpin”
in the rigging of the gubernatorial elections held here in
There are couple of people copied on this e-mail, a brother
and sister, who were once used as pawns in an effort to intimidate me into
shirking my responsibility and today perhaps better than anyone else copied on
this e-mail other than those in my very inner circle know that with me it is
only about the truth, that family and friends can come with the tides and most
of all it is important to note that peace only comes to those who fight not
only when it suits them, when their immediate so-called “loved
ones” are in trouble but whenever there is injustice.
As you know I am
a rather busy person these days although I am now hopefully fully retired which
doesn’t mean to say I won’t be expecting my pound of flesh from
those who have played it fast
and loose with me in the past, none more comes to mind right now than Dr.
John Ben Stewart whose second wife as you must surely now know is Ms. Marie
Dion Stewart, who is also my “travel companion” as well as being my
“significant other.”
I perhaps gave Ms. Giles more than a breath of fresh air and
so she too should ponder what it means to waste anyone’s time during the
next go around. We can all make money and yes some of us know how to make tons
of money and believe it or not there are some folks who make tons of money and
do it honestly, but we can never make up for lost time unless of course you
have a better idea than mine for what constitutes a unified theory of the universe.
Tomorrow, I am meeting with my hoard of advisors at varying
times of the day but I will be checking from time to time my e-mail. My most
important meeting at this time takes place in the law offices of Finkelstein
and Krinsk scheduled to begin at
I am copying on this email once again others who might be
more than simply onlookers in to what I am doing these days including Dr.
Stewart’s attorney Mr. Hurst Esq. who received an email from me yesterday
that now has a footnote or tTOo attached to help
him think things through ever so carefully as he goes about suggesting to his
client whether or not to meet my deadline of 5pm PST tomorrow knowing full well
that I don’t expect his client to change his bad habits overnight despite
my incredible generosity; that should the deadline pass and the exact amount,
not one penny less, is not in the hands of Mr. Krinsk himself then the only
outcome will be a full, open air courtroom proceeding and never to forget that
public opinion is growing in leaps and bounds and soon I hope to provide the
necessary proof that the world is endless, and of course the better the
evidence the better the proof.
There can be no assurances in any lawsuit nor for that
matter can anyone of us guarantee that we will be alive to see the final
outcome a trial but suffice to say as my inner circle expands more and more
folks will heap great satisfaction from seeing the hoards of witnesses and
experts that will flush out anyone who dares to raise their very ugly heads to
mention little of the pleasure and satisfaction I am going to get where on land
on the high-seas as I watch Dr. Stewart and the medical director of his
hospital as they face up to my full-on “due diligence.”
Like you these folks will have to ponder, more deeply though
than you, what impact my investigation might have on their E&O premiums by
the time this matter is all put to bed, to mention little of my very clear
instructions to my attorneys all around the world in the event I happen to
“slip and fall” whether or not some coward decides to chop off my
head and God only help them if anyone goes so far as to remove a freckle from
those I care about unless of course Dr. Stewart’s second ex-wife gives
her permission.
My 3 hours are up and I may have broken a promise or two
about keeping things shorter. Time though is being stretched to the limit.
Gary S. Gevisser
Ps – If I have missed anything crucial in this e-mail.
I or those I entrust will make the necessary changes in due course.
