From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent:
To: Detective Steele
Cc: rest
Subject: RE Scienter
Dear
Detective Steele,
This
question of scienter, i.e. culpable state of mind, is something that has
interested me for sum
time. The 9th Circuit which has jurisdiction over us Del Martians
has concluded that when you find that a person has the ability to control the
“primary violator” with respect to wrongful acts the fact that this
individual can establish that he-she was not a culpable participant will not
exculpate that person from liability. Though of course any defendant charged
with “control person liability” is allowed to establish good faith
as a defense. The characterization of such an individual as a “control
person” shifts the burden of proof and of course therefore makes it more
difficult for a “controlling person” to be dismissed through
summary judgment.
In summary,
there are levels of culpable participation that involve aspects of control,
which will result in the imposition of liability.
In a
nutshell, a
“control-freak-person” doesn’t matter what his-her title is
or the absence of title, may have some form of culpable participation. These
matters are of utmost concern to at least two individuals I know, one a titled
“pathological” pathologist who had you and the FBI show up at The
Cave the other day and the other is Mr. Moore of “Paradigm Sh-ifty sumthing”
+ Lord of the San Diego Padres baseball team. What we have brewing though at
Nextraterrestrial is more than a 3 ringed circus.
Dr. S’s ex…. as in Mds different and
light years apart from Martha “smoking gun”
Stewart happens to be my “travel
companion +
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Section 20
of the Securities Act, best represented by a “reverse figure 8 circle tail to the write”
has meaning even to those not running around in circles looking for the sunny
side of publicly traded companies, up-set thinking they have the biggest chops,
“ipsophattoe” believing they
have the most cells
to lose, arguing “I’ve been
set-up.” Ball-s
simply to play with, never though to throw sand though in the face of a 5 foot 11 inch 180
pound giant. Even the most rapacious, however, can be brought to justice as
the pendulum travels equi-distant
back and forth, as long as plaintiffs can demonstrate secondary liability which
involves sum
level of scienter, i.e. those who play it fast and loose with the truth who
care nothing about the collateral damage, particularly the children who are our
future.
In the case
of Peregrine Systems Mr. Moore who may not have been an officer of the
company during the period when things got bloodied, appears on the surface to
have entrusted others to make sure he not only made more than a dime but in the
event the folks with black
hats came looking for who was making out like a “band-id,” self-defense
being, “I
am just a serfer” he could hind behind a veil of sworn secrecy all
part of the corporate veil syndrome. This question of who to trust and what
constitutes a threat, veiled or otherweiss,
is of utmost importance to me. Again, the problems of the world have nothing to
do with race, color, economics or even religion, simply poor religious parental teachING.
To pierce
this S20 corporate Chinese wall of pointed weapons,
spoken words tTOo
easy to spit out, is not for the feint hearted. It is much easier to bring
a life conviction to a bandit who holds up a 7 11 for $25=y 3 times in their lifetime than it is to put
a piranha
away for sum 3X8=x years, who within 24 hours of the “sh-one-t”
hitting the fan heads
for “de hills,
be-veil-ed” glasses along with kitchen sink while consuming another X
hours of our sunlight which god gifted to us on day z? Zquestion.
Even under
the most trying conditions such scoundrels may yet end up keeping not only
their “hooky”
playing team in a spanking new facility in downtown San Diego, paid for
courtesy of taxpayers but a high-deck spot overlooking the mass-acre.
Now to be fair to Mr. Moore, as far as I know no one ever pointed a gun or
tried to strong arm folks like “Path-finder-to-hell”
Dr. S… right after he attempted to bait me into a fistfight on September
8th and then waited 3 days, before running so afoul of the law and
then sum, on a day that will live in infamy.
Paradigm
System’s “flame
throwing raiders” created quite a bloodbath, no doubt using some good
unsuspecting guys to do their dirty business. The $100 million questionable
sales resulting in more than a $1 billion instant drop in market value earlier
this year is at the tip of the iceberg of what really went on behind the scenes
that caused a company in less than two years to blow sum $16 odd billion
dollars in “market
cap-sizing”,
so much for the free instant
coffee offered to all top executives who relied on hand outs and now mostly
have their shingles out; not quite the shakeout though I have in stor for the
pharmaceutical companies and their minions of physicians and researchers who
would prefer that the “wave
data” I have uncovered which should result in a paradigm shift in the
way in which we treat not only our old and decrepit who had their chance and
blew it but the very young who are our future, remains under water, i.e.
Chinese torture.
In a nutshell, it is the meek with teeth
who should byte in 2 burnt offerings and enjoy the earth, wouldn’t
you agree?
So the
question of why Mr. Moore would have his padres-in-arms move “steal-thfully”
through the corridors of his beloved organization, winking eyes here and there
to mention little of what the secretaries or a former general counsel might
know is the sort of stuff I pay very careful attention to especially when it is
in my backyard, the same with the actions of Dr. S… or absence thereof.
Dr. “Pathological”
…’s decision to come at me during his and Mds’ “sun’s” birthday
party, then attempt to interfere with the two key material witnesses to mention
little of his attorney’s in-character outbursts outside of the courtroom
on September 26th,was not sum “stur of the moment”
knee jerk reaction, i.e. brewing for some time, as in lay
in wait.
With that
said around 9:30am yesterday I ran into the former general counsel of Peregrine
Systems who happens to be a neighbor of Mds who I had just photographed
before she headed off to receive her “Jews” with non
other than Sebastian
Capella,
my very good artist-painter friend. This now “retired counsel
general” was enjoying a beautiful day out in the sun with his fi.st born while
I was about to head with my “first
born” toward the beach on a bicycle I had bought for Mds’ son.
Although Pypeetoe
didn’t pee on this “good guy attorney” or his son, he
certainly sniffed and of course I follow the path of my “god.”
It took a good half hour to clean out the seaweed hooked to the bike sprockets
and all as I ducked and dived using the energy of the waves to propel myself
forward. This time though, my laptop computer stayed dry.
By the way the
lady lying on my green couch is Anne L. Miller who
passed away last Christmas Day. For two years we took care of each of other and
in “Jew course” I
will be taking care of all estate attorneys beginning with those who failed to
take care of Anne Miller’s last wishes. I happened to drive by her
property this morning as 2X4s=¥ were being laid out on the ground, quite
a steal for the folks who acquired her property at a deep 6=f discount.
By now
Detective Steele you may be aware of how I have engineered a strategy that
would not only protect children from an over-controlling parent in the event of
the other parent’s premature death but eqwilly important it
increases the odds of the balanced parent living longer, i.e. internecine fighting the most
bloody.
With that
said it is time folks woke up to the fact that once the top dogs decide to
bring in their hounds to run roughshod over the folks trying to protect the mumworker63s
to mention little of the orphans, widows, and pensioners us folks with a stake
in all that goes on in our backyards, as in stakeholders, should be doing all
we can to short-circuit the process where what remains, mostly though skeletons
for “gods
to chew on”, gets di-c-shed out
amongst the attorneys to mention in passing who ultimately pays when the
insurance policies kick in
assuming in fact insurance policies are worth the paper they are written on.
With that
said, my one SCAL lawyer colleague begins his “salut-e-a-ction”
these days, “Oh so you are still alive, thank your dog, no doubt, dirty paws to
boot” [sic]. Jeffrey
Krinsk is not your usual scruffy gorilla “wartdog”
in that although testosterone continues to run through his veins he has no fear
for he always tells the truth, plus he gets a taste of Campbell Soup each and
every day, i.e. his wife has yet to neuter him, although I would hate to be on
the receiving end of her “sparing”
during a free
for all. It is, however, the fury of a woman with some Canadian Indian in
her mostly French veins with stars to
light the way that is the one to have around as protector as in “La vengeance est douce au coeur de
l'Indien.” Vengeance is “sweat”
to the heart of an Indian, i.e. she knows full well how to “kick butt.”
Literal
translations often times confuse the pallet as in every byte of food should be
sweet, crunchy, chewy and just a teeny “whiny”
salty to beware though T0
PSAR VROMAI APO TO KEFALI KAI DATO as in “The fish rots from the head
down.”
In other words,
Detective please stay in touch. I am supposed to respond to Dr. S…
‘s naked yet malicious assertions by the end of the day tomorrow, October
11th, in anniversary of his despicable un-American act, nothing like
new moon celebrations to have me flying one more time over the moon. As you
know a lot can happen in one day although as Nero fiddled
I am though not
one to judge those who decide to opt out altogether but ever weary of those who
would have me lose my marbles to mention little of my reputation. The
Christians got a lot of things right but they forgot the Jewish prayer on
the Sabbath night that God already gave of his inheritance and therefore no
need to lie in
wait believing that the meek inherit the earth with the fish leading the
way, i.e. those of us still with teeth
now need to be strong. It is the tallest trees that make the most wind to guard
ever so carefully young and old, butt
it is the youth who are our future.
In
short order you will see how this all ties together, from Professor Klein the
“polio-anthropologist”
who continues to excavate praying for a finding to throw me off his trail, to
South Africa’s “bunker hill”
Minister of Finance, to “dark
matters” Professors Kelly and Klein never forgetting Mr. Warren
“Bail me
Out” Buffet and then “I will think of throwing you back a
bone” and of course Dr. S…. There are though at last count 26
Perfect Storms brewing that will meat up soon. It is all
about how easily distracted we become from the major issues of the day.
At
this point though you have to ask yourself the question how come not one other
person to my knowledge in the media or elsewhere ever commented about the
possibility of their being a Star of
No
doctor is going to get away with even attempted
murder on my grandfather’s watch. Make no mistake I
consider the attack on my reputation tantamount to attempted murder. I may not
subscribe to a whole lot of the Jewish teachings particularly those put forward
by modern day teachers whose principals belong in the dark ages but the Ten
Commandments are perfectly clear to me in terms of what constitutes 10 as in 1,2,3,4,
“DNA”
and then of course we have 5,6,7, ¥ who do we appreciate?
Chez
loma! and of
course the good neighbors.
Sincerely,
Gary S.
Gevisser
Ps. As my dog
and I returned from the afternoon at the beach on our way to check out progress
being made at Anne L. Miller’s former residence my polished lady’s
son’s bicycle
was stolen, so much for Pypeetoe, “bad
watch god”. I am going to have a hard time explaining this one.
Considering,
however, the fact that I am making progress in explaining that we are all
pretty much programmed the same way, perhaps no more than 15 standard deviation
points separating the smartest of us from our principals; the difference being
how we get rubbed along the chains, saws to make bears,
helixes to embrace, no different to how the Inka’s used rocks hi-up on the
“Moses
scale” to smooth out the rough edges, paving most of their
attention to the natural cracks in the rocks in building the homes fit for
queens while the Caucasian ran around Europe chasing his tail during the Dark
Ages, my work in the hours ahead may not be tTOo
difficult. Mds
is though both art and mathematically well-schooled and she rarely gives me
much of a break, last evening no different to any evening at the Krinsk ranch
where Campbell has her second-in-command butter in her arms, all the breaks
though for those who rise early to get first glimpse of the approaching storms.
Soon time to rise and shine.
From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent:
To: Detective
Cc: rest
Subject: Gevisser-Dion
Dear
Detective Steele,
I am
assuming you have read the email
I sent this past Friday evening just before
With that
said, a short while later as Ms. Marie Dion Stewart, his former second wife,
and I began to eat our chicken dinner that I had picked up from a local
restaurant believing it to be duck, Dr. Stewart called the house to talk with
their son Jonathan. My first instincts were to simply put the phone down and
let him “stur”
[sic] a little more. Knowing, however, how desperate a man Dr. Stewart is I did
not want to do anything that would have him becoming more exacerbated. Within
minutes, however, after Jonathan put down the phone to his father the phone
rang again and Jonathan answered. It was the police and they were following up
on a call I assume came from Dr. Stewart.
With that
said, my concern is simply not when I should duck since I am getting smaller
with age but more importantly how should the kids respond given the fact that
they have yet to reach their full potential? I make it my business showing the
best of the best litigators in the world how to respond to fast balls thrown at
or near head but I am simply not in a position to save the entire world, certainly
not yet. In other words, what might happen next once Dr. Stewart realizes that
he has no more rights than the next person, i.e. at sum point the judicial
system is going to wake up and not respond to his or his hired gun’s wolf calls?
With that
said, the executor of my estate who I have referenced previously is now in
tTOo repeat time and
again, I detest those who derive great satisfaction in exceeding the limits of
their small authority, i.e. evil doesn’t come from a pinched nerve but
from folks with forked
tongues. Please scroll down to the 3rd picture. You will notice
that the picture resting on Pypeetoe’s front legs is barely out of focus.
Interesting wouldn’t you agree how well behaved Pypeetoe was around you
and the gentleman from the FBI quite different to how he darted about my mini back on
September 8th with Doctor Stewart towering over, sticking his head in
and out, perhaps hoping that my dog would improve his looks and then sue me for
his next round of plastic surgery. Now I have no idea of what surgeries, if
any, Dr. Stewart has had in the past, but make no mistake by the time the
discovery process is over I will know everything there is to know about each
member of his practice to mention in passing what if any lawsuits are pending
as well as those that have been settled.
As you may
know Detective Steele, insurance is the name of the game and there are few
things about the insurance game I have failed to pick up during the past 45
years odd. Those who know me well are not all that surprised that the very top
dogs in the insurance world take my calls without me having to provide a CV
ahead of time. Anyone choosing to check me out would only have to look at what Judge Jack Weinstein had
to say about my involvement in a landmark, precedent-setting case back in April
1997 that has helped keep plaintiff lawyers at a standstill for sum 5 years odd
which in turn keeps more than just the cost of butter from going up.
Yes sir, I
know a thing or tTOo
about folks who butter other folks’ bread especially those who play it
fast and loose under the table. It has only just come to my attention that the first
lawsuit where I was plaintiff in shareholder class action lawsuit is now
viewable on the Internet. This rather innocuous action was taken not all that
long after I saw the following post 2021
on the Yahoo message board and make no mistake Professor Aaron Brown of Yeshiva
University in New York City has since then not rested all that easy to mention
just in passing the collapse of his eraider.com fund.
Mr. Melvyn
Weiss of Milberg Weiss Bershad Hynes and Lerach continues to add credence to a
group of folks who should know better, especially since they wear their
religion so “knee-hi-up”
on their lapels. By the way Mr. Weiss’ law firm used to be clients of
mine until I picked up a rotting scent. It is though my understanding that Dr.
Stewart’s former “live in” girlfriend still works for this
rather rapacious group.
And yes
Detective Steele, little scares me, especially since I have the truth on my
side. And we are working from the BUS,
one step at a time, although in due course we will have up on our website more
than just Perfect Storm VI. This
hiccup with Dr. Stewart has certainly distracted me from the task at hand
causing me though to steer a more eclipse path that will return with a
vengeance. There is in French an expression that unfortunately doesn’t
translate that well in English, but in a nutshell… and being
with someone who is 1/32 Indian you
can only imagine what the picture will look when she begins to roll.
Ms. Marie
Dion Stewart is much more than a pretty face. Those closest to me recognize
that she puts up with a lot from me but in return she gets me to smile and
as I mentioned previously I am standing a lot straighter these days, thanks in
no small measure to Dr. Stewart whose stewing continues to be most brothersum
although I understand only tTOo
well what makes him t-r-ick.
My former girlfriend who is of Greek heritage taught me the following in Greek,
“The fish rots from the head down.” Again, neither of these two
amazing women translate all that well in English.
It is,
however, a matter of weeks and days before NextraterresTrial.com to mention
little of my Manager
Minute One book becomes front page news assuming of course I don’t
get run over by
a truck. As fast as the minis S is, it is pale
in comparison to my Dukati
St4s. By the way my bike is a little bit more beefed up than the one you
see although I paid nothing like the sticker price. Now before you go out and
buy one for yourself please discuss it with me and I will make my pennies worth
of advice free of charge.
And yes
Detective there is nothing cheap about me nor my clients such as Mr.
With that
said check into the N..T website
which continues to amaze e-ve-n
me and I have
probably the best sense of what is yet to come. When I last looked the counter
showed 50,000 hits. Again, we have turned back the counter at least once during
the past 8 weeks but the stats continue to go through the roof i.e. the number
of times each individual comes to the website each day is around 5.
With that
said, make no mistake Dr. John Ben Stewart as well as his current attorney have
a sufficient grasp of math to know how these numbers can be extrapolated
without one having to come up with any gimmickry. And as you may have noticed
there is nothing that comical about what we are saying or presenting at this
point in time. On the contrary it looks very much like a 10 year old has been
programming the website although we are aiming at kids ages 3 and up.
Detective
Steele, I cannot tell you what you should or shouldn’t do at this point
in time but I would be a most sad person if any harm were to come Ms. Marie
Dion Stewart and/or any of her two kids. And, I believe, so would the ever
expanding audience of viewers and listeners that keep returning to our website.
With that
said, please feel free to share your and your family’s viewpoints on any
and all matters of concern to your household and I would be more than happy to
share them with the world. I had hoped that Mr. George Hurst would have taken
my advice and taken a deep breath after reading my last email. Perhaps, had I
simply suggested that he should have his client do the same, at least take a
stretch, swim sum laps in order to wake up right and if that is tTOo much
bother than simply invest in a “cappo-chino”
machine, then the level of anxiety at the Marie Dion Stewart household would
not have risen quite so much and we would have got to finish our chicken to
mention little of the anxiety on the face of ten year old Jonathan who
isn’t exactly dumb. It is my understanding that Dr. Stewart had Jonathan
in tow when he went down to the courthouse on September 11th and
committed a most un-American act.
At some
point Detective Steele these folks are hoping my nerves of steel will break.
There is “phat”
chance of that happening despite the myopic pathologist from
On Sunday
September 8th, Dr. Stewart tried to goad me out of my car as I was
leaving the residence of his former second wife and as upset as I was by his
naked assertions “You coward, why are you running away…I will hound
you the rest of your life” I remained not only calm but seated inside my
mini mostly concerned about my dog Pypeetoe having to inhale the Doctor’s
lunacy to mention in passing his spit which I have now kept in cold storage.
Now Pypeetoe was growling and it is possible that his saliva might have mixed
in with the Doctors although thank God I have never heard of a dog getting a
disease like Herpes from a human, a matter which I intend to bring to the forefront
when this matter goes to trial.
In the end,
my dog Pypeetoe
did, however, have a feast and later he helped distract
us by putting on quite a show. As you know the game of chess is all about
getting one’s opponent to play to your advantage. It is, in my opinion,
time to put Dr. Stewart and his hired gun/s in check. I understand from my
lawyer that Dr. Stewart would like “to settle” things around the
table. Not, however, on my watch unless they plan to present a significant
check which I will then put to good use. A gentleman my significant other and I
met on the beach yesterday is the Housing Director for Alpha Project which
helps families “in
dis-d-ress.” I made it clear to Mr. Graff that if in fact his
organization checks out, i.e. all the top dogs produce annual financial
statements and a business plan that more than cuts mustard with “sum
government barerocracy”
[sic] we at NextraTerrestrial will support him in every which way possible. Mr.
Graff is copied on this email.
It is all
about transparency,
no less, no more, house by house, neighborhoods run by “dog fearing”
[sic] neighbors.
Time once
again tTOo fly.
Sincerely,
Gary S.
Gevisser
Ps – I
received a response from one individual who was copied on the email I sent
yesterday to my father who is recovering well from heart surgery in
One of the
other things I detest is people telling me something I already know. Mr. Lee
though did end off with “Keep going” although I have yet to see
whether he has made a financial contribution to our effort which is earmarked
on the home page of the NT website. I am using this email to reply “Bruce
Lee” to reassure him my
“Dad is on the be-nd. We can mend things up without you coming
over to the States with arrows and pitched forks, first though put your hand in
your pocket. A former Israeli special forces trained friend of mine was,
however, supposed to stay over at The Cave tonight as he had other business to
take care of here in San Diego but Guy sent me an email earlier today that he
will be delayed. However, before Mr. Standard left town he provided me and
Marie with a telephone number of one of the guys pictured on his boot who in the event we needed to fix a
flashlight could be over in record time.”
With that said,
Detective Steele, another buddy of mine also from London …we’re [sic]
working on a billion dollar transaction this past week with documents that had
been loaded on to my website directory. I am though rather certain that Dr.
Stewart nor his attorneys would not have been so foolish as to have tortuously
interfered with any more of my business activities.
