From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, September 20, 2005 8:47 AM PT
To: President@whitehouse.gov
Cc: rest; Robert H. Frank - Profefessor of Economics - Cornell University;
Professor Joe Grundfest - Sanford University - former Chairman of the SEC; Edward Jay Epstein - Author of The Diamond Invention; Dr. Jonathan"Trouble Bubble" Beare; Miriam Ross - Survival International; Mark Gevisser - The Nation's southern African correspondant; Nicholas Oppenheimer - DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel [DAAC], senator@kennedy.senate.gov; Stephen Cohen - Codiam Inc.; Eliot Spitzer - Attorney General of New York State
Subject: Money Creation

 

Dear Mr. President,

 

Everything in this “dog eat god aspartame” [sic] world boils down to survival NOT a search for the truth, at least not yet.

 

Survival at this time translates in to money, nothing more than a concept, ONE means of exchange.

 

When someone says a good word about you it can do more than bring a smile to your face, such an exchange which may not have you saying a word does not involve money

 

Or

 

Taxes, much like when people like Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk of Finkelstein & Krinsk gets invited to a clam bake at the Kennedy compound.

 

Interesting that in all likelihood when your nominee for the next Supreme Court Justice was asked what I understand to be very thought provoking questions there was nothing about his views on “money creation”?

 

Right this instant without money you cannot afford clean drinking water the most basic human right?

 

So what exactly am I harping on about things being wrong especially in the area of “capital formation” when so far not a single government official, high ranking Professor of Economics like Professor Robert H. Frank of Cornell University?

 

Or

 

For that matter a single member of the media of note cares to make mention of such very important matters?

 

Instead they are happy as a lark that I have to deal with “tTOo” [sic] San Diego Sheriff Deputies, at the bottom of the barrel in terms of law enforcement, being “used and abused” in an effort to “threaten to intimidate” me and my wife to leave the corrupt City of Del Mar to go exactly where you think?

 

Let me begin by telling you what is right and not why President elect John F. Kennedy should have waited until he was officially Commander In Chief of all United States Armed Forces having got comfortable in his new surroundings, resting his bad back on the sofa in the Oval Office before meeting with Harry Oppenheimer the South African head of the DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel at say Camp David since Camp Chaleur in Quebec, Canada, owned by HO’s partner, Charles Englehard, which while more relaxing, certainly better salmon fishing, still would have had less feds snooping around than at the Carlyle Hotel on the upper east end of Manhattan?

 

Again, still nothing necessarily wrong for two well to do men to be meeting at a swanky hotel just a brisk walk from the heart of the DAAC’s very SIGNIFICANT wholesale diamond-money laundering operations on 47th Street even if the one gentlemen despite being so busy preparing to become the next President of the United States chooses to meet in “broad daylight” with another young gentleman of the same generation who just happens to be the head of the DAAC, the mafia of mafia?

 

Some may argue that President elect Kennedy convened such a meeting to read HO the “riot act” given how HO was just 4 years on the job having taking over the running of the South African side of this marvelous money laundering business from his father Ernest Oppenheimer who some 58 years prior arrived from Europe as an anything but rich clerk for a diamond buying organization.

 

How everything all comes together including one of my Royal Mater’s models winning the Miss World competition in 1958 requires nothing more than logical thought processing “sumthing” [sic] missing in our daily lives given how quickly we transitioned from this being a race for “survival of the fittest” to a race for “survival of the richest”.

 

Make no mistake Mr. President this moment in time is beyond a shadow of a doubt the greatest, most fascinating time in the history of man to be alive for the simple reason I-we have achieved “critical mass”.

 

There is no where to hide even from one’s own thoughts while enjoying a cappuccino given how I-we have been making rather good logical arguments for not only the existence of “God” which Jewish people write “G-D”, but G-D being extraordinarily smart simply encouraging us to go “back and forth” examining the evidence to support the purpose of us being here as opposed to going around in circles, G-D-NAture having got rid of our tails for good reason.

 

Shapes are the first things we recognize whether it is the size of our parents’ noses, intricate ears, big mouth blah blah but it takes time to work out whether they are in fact intelligent

 

Or

 

extraordinarily dumb when compared to a newborn born with all the answers, the result of our biological parents, teachers, professors, religious clerks’ formal education having interfered with their learning.

 

There is CHOICE in deciding to be dumb when getting more than ones fair share of the graft.

 

When last did hear a preacher suggest you close your eyes and try placing yourself in the “shoes of G-d” and think with all the wonders you have at your fingertips, all your senses what it would take to get us human beings to do the right thing and the smart thing which is also the right thing beginning with thinking on our feet what truly makes us different from all the other remarkable forms of life?

 

If you cannot trust your father you have no family.

 

If you cannot trust your President you have no country.

 

Throughout the 1960s the United States Government beginning with both Presidents Kennedy and Johnson were under the “command and control” of CE, one extraordinarily mineral rich American who decided in the late 1940s to settle in my backyard of South Africa around the same time my Royal Mater, a communist sympathizer, emigrated from Leeds, England with her family.

 

Zena Rosland Ash Gevisser Zulman’s father Albert Ash was a self-made millionaire, at 14 years of age fought in the 1st World War, put an ax through his big toe when helping build the Niagara falls, illegally entered the United States from Canada where he hung out on the lower east end of Manhattan before returning to England to start a family mainly operating supermarkets although I am quite certain given the fact that his brother was the biggest bookmaker in the north of England that Albert Ash NOT only understood when “assessing risk” the “happy returns” associated with feeling melons in the produce section.

 

Albert Ash who decided to become officially a bookmaker when arriving in South Africa, not knowing what better way to invest his million pounds sterling, was most happy to have his rather attractive and very bright one daughter Zena marry pretty much anyone as long as he was Jewish.

 

Not really all that remarkable that Royal Mater would very soon meet and marry my father who most would agree was the best looking man in all of Durban, South Africa, just 2 years after completing 71 miraculous dive bombing missions over the Italian-German Alps bombing the crap out of the Nazi Bastards.

 

Bernard Nathan Gevisser happened to come from not only the most respected Jewish family but one with an extraordinary international trading business that would quickly attract CE not so much for all its immovable properties, all purchased for cash, but for its timber holdings operated by my extraordinarily stuttering uncle, David Gevisser.

 

You would know, especially if reading my missives that next to the trading of diamonds, one of the few commodities along with other precious minerals The Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies did not trade, there is nothing quite like lumber for laundering monies.

 

Not everyone in the world really understands what it means to “launder monies” and so I will now take a break leaving it up to every one of the 300,000 + individuals-groups copied on this missive and those reading it on websites besides for my 100 or so currently under construction from the bottom up, to do their own research.

 

To be continued…

 

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