From: Gary S. Gevisser [
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To: Anonymous IV
Subject: RE: …
I feel your pain but I know you know
better than to ask me to support anyone’s “co-dependant”
addiction especially someone I care so much about.
I am reminded of the time when I did an
assignment for Veronika and William Randolph Hearst VI, the last surviving son
of William Randolph Hearst who built a media empire out of the rubble while m
The Digital Age forces each one of us to
confront our past like never before because of the fact that no one can duck
and dive like they have done for ions singing tunes like “How was I
supposed to know?” as those who run roughshod over the masses, every
so often show a caring hand to those in need, co-opting them to not only do
their dirty work but using the likes of you to attract good, hardworking,
impressionable youngsters looking for a “safe heaven” [sic].
I received a call earlier this morning
from one of my first girlfriends while growing up in
As you may have read I was responsible
for introducing Gary who is a real estate broker
to Lynne and a day doesn’t go by when Lynne doesn’t remind me of
the speech I gave at their wedding that covered a number of subjects including
the “pursuit of happiness…”
I actually spent little time discussing
business with Mr. Hearst even though he was at the time chairman of Hearst
Corporation; instead I got to see how a brilliant woman like Veronika Hearst
flexed her muscles in getting exactly what she set out to achieve with a single
minded focus more common amongst men with elevated levels of testosterone.
Having, however, delivered to Mrs. Hearst
a couple of days shy of Xmess Day 1993
my assessment of “m
“The only thing
you left out of your “risk
assessment” is the fact that the masses are only interested in tTOo things, tits
and ass, ass and tits” [sic].
And I doubt that Mr. Hearst understood
much about Quantum
Mechanics, although there was quite a “byte” [sic] of back and forth
especially since he had an interest in fish farming.
The Hot Water Wars that are currently
unfolding in the western part of the United States in large measure the result
of rapacious business people having dirtied the hands of our politicians who
bury their heads in the sand turning more than a blind eye as their supporters clean
up as if there is no tomorrow will hopefully not result in any dam bursts but
make no mistake there are a not-so-good handful of folks out there at this time
most concerned about my ability to put up more than a good fight, that now has
them worried that I may in fact already be in the process of taking my victory lap.
It is quite easy to buy off people by
fulfilling their basic fundamental needs but it is even easier when fulfilling
their deficit needs, the threat of losing what they have, certainly it is
cheaper and why I hope to persuade another very close confidant of mine not to
take a top job with a public company despite this conglomerate’s interest
in water where I might be of considerable help.
As you may recall it was Mr.
Hearst’s daughter from a previous marriage who was kidnapped, rapped
repeatedly before joining in with her captors as they went about executing
their evil doctrines, laying waste to the most precious thing of all, human
life.
A mind though is a terrible thing to lose
let alone waste and that is what saddens me the most when I see otherwise
healthy people allowing their minds to turn to rot. Despite the Hearst
family’s incredible power and wealth they were not able to bring justice
to bare
in getting a jury to see right from wrong.
The Internet can today serve as a
lightning rod for good but it still takes human beings willing to use their
fingertips and then look for sum spiritual
guidance and soon most folks will accept the fact that the numbers don’t
lie, at least that one cannot fudge the “number thing”
indefinitely. Last night we produced our first GrubbyGrub sample range of
food-dyed t-shirts which came about after Jonathan first took on Marie and then
later me in a “dough” throwing battle that had both Marie and I
exhausted which was followed up with me giving Jonathan “a speech”
about the “competitive spirit” found more often in kids who have
less which then resulted in “our boy” blowing the socks off the two
of us pummeling us with ideas.
As exhausting as the days activities had
been for all of us it took quite a while naturally to wind down and when we got
up this morning we found Maggie licking the chocolate, ketchup, mustard,
strawberries, +++ off the t-shirts as if she was about to be given her last
meal. Marie left the house a little earlier saying that she needed some time
alone. And I need to head soon back to my hairdresser to make certain that
there isn’t a hair out of place should Mike Wallace from 60 Minutes show
up at the doorstep.
Before you make a final decision to tell
Let me know if this helps.
Love,
Ps – I just registered
GarbageGirl.com plus the first choice
GirlieGarb.com.
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From: Anonymous IV
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Subject: …
Hey Gary,
XXXX received his packet from
I hope I am not letting you down
with this, I just couldn’t live with my conscience knowing that I may
have caused them any harm.
Tell me what you think of my
decision,
Anonymous IV
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