From: Gary S.
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Subject: RE: Married Gary
Devin – Married life is certainly no worse 4 me than anyone
else I know married now sum 78 days butt of course it gets better every moment
I am awake, kicking butt like there is no tomorrow with lots of
love+hugs+kisses written on signposts everywhere and as u know perfectly well
it is strictly off limits 4 me tu discuss what goes on in the confines of
Marie’s bedrooms.
Remember I am just an invited guest who knows his place,
getting better at keeping my place, and of course I know rather well how tu
pace myself while turning the heat up and down, now giving more and more
thought tu coming up with a synthetic alternative tu platinum, which if I were
in South Africa’s Minister of Finance’s shoes would have me
starting tu sweat; and as it is I
have Trevor Manuel right now close tu boiling point which is why I think it
best that u be the lead runner.
Rest assured Jeffrey Krinsk assuming he didn’t take
off on that space rocket that was recently launched tu rendezvous with Mars,
will provide all the “back up” tu
get these yoyos starting finally tu think straight, and of course I expect my
gay journalist cousin, Mark Gevisser, tu get on the bandwagon, certainly I
would expect his father who assisted Charles Engelhard in building his
worldwide estate before being named what I believe was the single executor of
Charles Engelhard’s worldwide estate tu lend support even if he has
difficulty spitting out the words, i.e. don’t be afraid tu take a check
from “Uncle
David.”
The hyperlink below takes u on quite a “fishing
story” which reminds me of Dr. JBS who a few months back complained tu
Marie about there still being a picture of Jonathan that could be accessed by
clicking ontu a series of hyperlinks beginning with, ground zero, then “fish”,
then “my
Jonathan”, and now “Jonathan”
back tu here.
Devin, 4 sum reason the nextraterrestrial.com website is
down and it is no longer a billing problem. I’ve lost both my credit cards,
surprise!
In
the future when Dr. JB Stewart who I don’t think is related to Robert
Stewart who penned the article THE GRAND OLD MAN OF THE CASCAPEDIA clicks
on tu this previous hyperlink he will be seeing this email and he won’t
even need tu click on tu the “Old Man” which brings a smile tu my
face thinking about your first words when u saw Marie’s first husband,
the wretched character that he is.
Instead,
and of course nothing would make me happier then tu see him being served at one
of the soup kitchens popping up everywhere, he can c from the excerpt below the
type of folks I could have been hanging out with that not every
“wet-behind-the-ear Jew” gets a crack
at just 21 years of age back when visiting with David Gevisser’s-Charles
Englehard’s attorneys on Bush Street in San Francisco shortly after I
arrived in the U.S. back in 1978, turning down a “rain making”
position despite my letting these “white wheaty shoes” attorneys
know I had no intentions of “earning” a law degree or 4 that matter
ever stepping foot intu a so-called “Hier Academic Institution”
unless I was going tu get “sum peace of the
pie” [sic].
There is no rest 4 the wicked which I think has a lot tu do
with my reason 4 being on planet earth, i.e. tu give the likes of JBS et al
“a run 4 their money” and of course I continue to include both your
buddy David “Polie” Pollak et al as well as the FBI et al on my
emails.
Contained in the THE GRAND OLD MAN OF THE CASCAPEDIA article is the
following:
“The lodge he [Warren Gilker] worked at,
Englehard
could well afford it. His vast precious metals empire was said to have
controlled, among other things, the world supply of platinum. But his passion
in life was salmon fishing, especially on the Cascapédia, where he kept three
lodges for his family and guests: Chaleur, New Dereen and Lorne Cottage. Gilker
became full-time manager of Camp Chaleur, which was reserved for Englehard's
favorite guests.
Among them were Harry Oppenheimer, the South African diamond king; Robert
Oppenheimer (no relation), chief builder of the atomic bomb; Ian Fleming,
creator of James Bond; and band leader Benny Goodman. Warren knew them all,
plus a succession of other celebrities and chief executive officers of some of
the world's largest corporations. He was a particularly close friend of
"the good old musician from
He
became a cherished friend of the Englehard family, frequently visiting their
grand estate in
Life
was good, but the fishing was bad. In 1960, Charles Englehard caught one salmon
all season. There were two reasons why the Cascapédia, which has all the
natural advantages of a great salmon river, was so bereft of fish. One was that
the company that drove pulp logs down to its mill, Consolidated
The
local attitude was that "those goddamn rich Americans" had no moral
right to every salmon that came upstream, so it was okay to take all you could
get illegally. Poachers used nets, dynamite and weighted hooks designed to jig
fish.
In 1963, Englehard asked Warren if he would replace the head warden, who was in
failing health, on the condition that Warren would return to his job as camp
manager when called for. He took up the challenge and launched an all-out
anti-poaching campaign.
One
night in the summer of 1968,
he was chasing a gang of poachers at high speed when his car hit a bridge and
careened into the river. The impact was such that his head and hand went
through the windshield. The car sank in 20 feet of water, and he pushed so hard
on the door in his struggle to get out that the handle went through his
shoulder blade. He swam ashore with a broken neck, nine broken ribs and a thumb
that later had to be sewn back on his hand.
"I also lost a brand new shoe I had bought that day," he says with
characteristic dry humor. "People said that being a Scot, I went back to
look for the shoe and that's how I almost drowned."
Gilker's
success as chief warden added to the great respect he already enjoyed among all
concerned in the salmon fishing community. His prestige had come in handy in a
successful campaign by a local committee in 1960 to persuade Consolidated
The
fishing had improved considerably by the late 1970s, but two new threats to the
health of the river had emerged:
First,
the Micmacs claimed the right to net unlimited numbers of salmon in the Baie de
Chaleur and sell them commercially, a move which was to result in 1981 in an
ugly confrontation between natives and Quebec provincial police on
the nearby Restigouche Reserve.
Second, the
In
1979, Gilker and his distant cousin, well-known merchant J.A. "Buddy"
Campbell, formed a committee to preserve the private waters. But they soon
found that they were swimming against the tide of opinion in
Meanwhile, the threat
from native fishing grew. Micmacs from the Maria Reserve had placed nearly 200
gill nets along the coast leading to the mouth of the Cascapédia, taking a
heavy toll on breeding stock. The mood of militancy that was sweeping over
natives everywhere in
"When
we saw we were beaten on the public fishing thing, I spoke to the Mic-Macs and we
took the Indians in with us," Gilker recalls. He could, of course, speak
to them up to a point in their native tongue, and he had many close friends
among them, notably Bernard Jerome, who was chief of the Maria band at the
time.
A
committee including Gilker, Campbell, a popular local doctor and the mayors of
Grande Cascapédia and neighboring Saint Jules hammered out a deal with the
natives. They were promised employment in, and hefty revenues from, the sports
fishery in return for curtailing their netting to a level that would ensure a
good supply of fish could be taken with rod and reel.
On the issue of opening the river to the public, the committee came up with an
ingenious plan: Time on the pools would be shared between the private lodges
and the members of the public who would fish under the aegis of a well-managed,
conservation-minded organization.
The
task remained of convincing the
In
1981, La Societe Gestation General de la Grande Riviere Cascapédia (commonly
called "the Society" in that English-speaking enclave on the
"Many
others deserve credit, but without
Warren
and Buddy Campbell shared the Atlantic Salmon Federation's T.B.
"Happy" Fraser Award for conservation in recognition of this
achievement in 1988, but
Throughout
his years as a camp manager, he had made a hobby of blacksmithing, keeping a
workshop in which pride of place was given to his grandfather's forge. He
fashioned things like iron door hinges and andirons for fireplaces. He was also
quite an artist at woodcarving, a hobby he had practised since he started
whittling as a boy.
In
1980, Mrs. Englehard approached him to make a weathervane for Lorne Cottage in
the shape of a 45-pound salmon her late husband had caught, commenting that if
it turned out well, he could probably sell many more like it. Sure enough,
anglers who saw the weathervane came to Gilker to commemorate their own
catches. He has since made hundreds of them. His clients have included noted
sportsman Jack Hemingway (author Ernest's son), former Canadian cabinet
minister John Crosby and Bobby Orr.
Gilker's weathervanes have been auctioned for as much as $2,400 at federation
dinners. The roof of the
He
has also found markets for weathervanes in the shape of various birds and
animals ranging from roosters to elephants, and for his decorative ironwork and
wood carvings. His whimsical style came to full flower in the weathervane he
did of himself as a blacksmith that adorns his gloriously messy workshop across
the road from his home.
His
avocation has kept him busy in his retirement years, which began in 1993.
Another hobby collecting books, art and artifacts associated with fishing on
the Cascapédia occupies his time when he is not in the workshop.
As for getting out on the river of his life, well, a heart attack a few years
that which left him with a pacemaker in his chest put a slight crimp on his
outdoor activities. "I could go whenever I like," he explains,
"but I don't do much fishing. I talk about it more than I do it these days."
I.E. What goes around
comes around.
And with that said just
this very morning over breakfeast Marie was mentioning that she doesn’t
know the name of her Indian relative, remember Marie is 1/64th
Canadian-Indian and 63/64th witch.
I have a terrific shot
of my sweetheart of a wife who cannot only say in the most delightful French
accent, “Vengeance is sweat to the heart of an Indian” butt has
that twinkle in those green eyes that seems tu keep pace with everything
circling in my head, more so these days than ever before.
Before heading back tu
Del Mar earlier today where I needed the entire afternoon tu cool off, it is
now going 9PM PST, we stopped off at Sebastian Capella’s house before a
“romantic lunch” tu take a look at his “hand made”
easel that he alone has been working on 4 sum 20 years, a “business
partner” having simply dropped the ball, altho according tu Sebastian he
remains both a former student and good friend.
Sebastian is now in the
process of giving his “former student” a “heads up” 4
when I go about having this yoyo explain tu me what he intended when he drew up
an agreement that looked even more convoluted than what they could possibly
have taught at the fukukta University of Natal South Africa where they mostly
catered tu brain dead “wheaty eating” whites.
Now remember, altho I
attended most of my classes I cannot say 4 certain the full extent of the utter
nonsense that came out these yoyos mouths 4 I was very fortunate, I think, tu
have this buddy Mark Hackner who simply uttered this mantra, “Just accept
what they say, it will make your life much easier.”
This easel is as close
as it gets tu being a guaranteed winner.
Even in its present state without any further refinements which is all that is
being asked of his genius-engineer-son Rick, this is “writing on the
wall” pure and simple and u don’t need tu be an artist tu c it as
“money in the bank” as long as Sebastian stays healthy, i.e. this
is not sum half-baked idea.
When u c the elaborate
robotics Rick Capella has produced in his father’s garage not yet really
having contributed much other than tu dismantle one of the 3 working prototypes
his father has engineered tu as perfect as u can imagine which when all 3
combined even an idiot like me could visualize what the hell happened tu Rick
during the time he received a fukukta Master of Engineering degree from UCSD, his
professors wanting him tu stay on, no doubt them seeing him as their meal
ticket in the event I were tu get Jeffrey Krinsk et al tu begin throwing sum
curved balls in the direction of a particular doctor who I know Jeffrey
hasn’t forgotten about but is quite rightfully concerned that this
psychiatrist may not at the end of the day have sufficient malpractice
insurance tu make it worth either of “our wells” [sic].
And of course I mention
the word “psychiatrist” just tu get Dr. JBS and his attorney Mr.
George G. Hurst’s hopes up a little letting them think that maybe there
is “sum dirt” they may be able tu dig up on me as I go about
covering them up “good & proper” different and apart from
“Proper &
Adequate” insurance coverage, nor do I wish them any physical harm, G-d
forbid, I want them tu continue working ever so hard knowing that no matter
what they do in the area of setting up “trusts blah blah” that the
more they “cover
up” as in “fraudulent
conveyance, blah
blah” the tighter will be my grip and the longer they will suffer.
And of course the well
up at the cabin continues to pump away, at I would say, sum 10 gallons
per minute, at a minimum.
I suspect given the
deepening water crisis, assuming my plans 4 implementing a world wide push 4 geothermal
energy limited essentially by the price of platinum, I may make enuf from our
neighbor who is prevented from drilling a well and is in need of sum 700
gallons per month that would pay 4 possibly too of Puppytoe’s meals which
usually cost me on average $6.50 including tax.
I am not certain butt I
think my dog is too years old either this month or next and u shouldn’t
be all that shocked that I don’t know precisely since I still get
somewhat confused as tu whether Marie’s birthday is February 7th
or 8th, actually I think it is February 13th altho it
could be the 14th.
Where it not 4 my
website being down I would show u the photo of Marie
buttering my toast having just made the most perfect cup of cappuccino, wearing
a skirt which
days before was one of my most precious short sleeved shirts purchased back in
1982 or thereabouts.
Tu the left u c the too
“42”
stamped nails on the wall and tu the right the encased “History of American Cut Nails”
There is sumthing tu be said 4 moving around a lot
besides 4 constantly having tu make certain the dogs get fed.
I haven’t exactly been in hibernation the past 24+
hours just not wanting tu place to much pressure on South Africa’s
Minister of Finance, Trevor Manuel, who is meeting today with our great
president, assuming President Mbeki isn’t to “under the wether”
[sic] tu explain tu George W. Bush precisely what short circuit in his brain
caused him tu promote Mr. Manuel from Minister of Trade & Industries where
he allowed the remnants of the former Nationalist Nazi regime tu acquire Made In USA Inc. a trade-show company that could have been
South Africa’s meal ticket tu getting in sync with the rest of the world
instead allowed a significant junk of the assets of the 4 conglomerates that
accounted 4 approximately 90% of the market capitalization of the Johannesburg
Stock Exchange tu be “transferred offshore.”
The Mickey Mouse games
that get played by folks who think that wearing a suit and tie can cover up
poor breeding
is about tu cum tu an end.
Your follow up tu David “Crazy” Altman was good.
Let me first see anything else u mite throw at him, i.e. do not overwhelm my
good friend with "lefts &
rights."
Before the sun rises tomorrow here in California assuming I
can find my passport or South African birth certificate needed as proof tu U.S.
immigration officials that I do have sum identity
other than the likes of u, Jeffrey K et al and possibly Marie vouching 4 me, I
mite in fact get down tu completing an email I began sum time ago 4 Mr. Trevor
Manuel.
One thing about Trevor is the fact that having spent so much
time on the streets he knows all the hot-spots of Cape town unlikely tho he
will be discussing with George W. Bush the causes behind why South Africa
continues tu go down the drain albeit sum would argue the “brain drain”
improving once I left the country in March of 1978.
The other day I was
explaining to our Jonathan who has been told by sum of his teachers that
President Kennedy was this “great president, blah blah” that the
facts don’t quite support a number of things and as we get older not
necessarily wiser we get tu see things from a far more broader perspective and
of course sum of us get brawnier as we inhale so much of the bullshit.
And of course it
didn’t take long 4 Jonathan tu develop a smile on his face as his mother
went about explaining how President Bill Clinton, a Jack Kennedy clone, managed
tu get the media tu stop dead in their tracks with his utter nonsense,
“…I never inhaled.”
Which is why I strongly
suspect my buddy Mathew Margo from 60 Minutes has yet tu call, not really all
that concerned about his one or too-time meeting with Ms. Vicky Schiff,
co-managing partner of Wetherly Capital, “the front
boys” who masterminded and executed the rigging of the California
Gubernatorial elections last November and of course I continue tu copy both
Mathew as well as Gabrielle
Forsyth who works 4 sum big wig in the Republican Party.
My plan in following up with South Africa's Minister of
Finance is tu impress upon him that there is a much brighter sun heating up in
South Africa beyond the fact that they are now in the dead of winter, nothing
quite like a nuclear winter tu test not simply our souls but more importantly
our intestinal fortitude.
Besides 4 Sol Kerzner and the Southern Sun Group of Hotels
and I include Mr. Kerzner’s nephew on this email, Merrick Wolman, who I
would appreciate sending me Jeffrey Malatskey’s latest email address,
there are a whole number of quasi-private-public individuals who go “back
&
forth” who love testing the limits and the one I know and love the most
is Solly Krok of Twins Pharmaceuticals who was also the brains and financier of
Epilady USA Inc +++ who knows David Altman beyond too ships passing in the
night.
I seem tu recall there being a 3 Ships restaurant in South
Africa which my now deceased buddy-client Irving Cooper visited in Johannesburg
when he and I took a quick “snap shot” of
the horizon back in the 1990s exactly when I cannot say since I have lost that
particular passport +++ and then sum.
I have told u before in not necessarily so many words but I
will repeat it nevertheless just this one time; while the Chinese never
sleep, a long history of being invaded, so with their cousins the Jews who
landed plum on the southern tip of Africa with their backs to the wall having
few choices, slim and very hungry, making very strange bed fellows, twisting in
their sleep as many of them violated all of G-d's laws in pursuit of dreams not
quite like I would expect to find in one of Jacob's dreams, and remember there
were the “Capos” just like in the death camps such as Auschwitz,
never, never, never should any of us forget not one single protest banner
anywhere, where they should have been, in our schools and synagogues and I
can’t talk much about the churches and the mosques since I never went
into those places of supposed worship.
Last night was in fact a night neither Marie nor I will
forget and the signs of trouble were written all over Tippytoe’s
face as he refused tu go tu the end of the bed insisting on sleeping with his
head tucked under my pillow.
Most nights he starts off down by my feet and then ends up
by the time the sun rises resting his head on Marie’s pillow without
there being enuf space between their noses tu place a razor blade.
In addition tu the customary hi-powered bazookas+machine guns, that
fire rubber bands+MM1+tanks of water+++ that
most Americans have placed behind their white picket fences as opposed tu the
folks in South Africa with everything tu lose building massive walls with
barbed wire on top, electrified with in-house generators, possibly even
supplied by one of Wetherly Capital’s clients, Marie + I have this dagger
next tu the bed which I picked up in Peru that has the ugliest set of teeth
imaginable imbedded intu the head which I have always believed would do the
most damage since neither Marie nor I are all that great when it comes tu
knives.
Witches u know just stick pins. By now Marie who knows I can
be stiletto like when I choose tu be would be saying, “What’s the
point tu all this… can we get tu the punch line?” And the word is
“Acrophobia.”
Remember, not even your buddy Navy SEALS are capable of
sealing up every single “nook & cranny” and besides the last
time I was alone in the cabin I had a little accident with sum nuts that
somehow got spilled throughout the cabin finding their way underneath our
sheets where the dog is “ABSOLUTELY NOT ALLOWED.”
So how could I blame the dog 4 storing his food in what was
the driest spot in the house.
I am starting tu get the feeling that Marie is watching over
me right now butt suffice tu say before the sun rose this morning Puppytoe and
I had both leapt out of the bed as I went tu battle with a creature that felt
no different tu what we saw in this incredibly scary movie that we all stopped
watching after the first 10 or so minutes and remember my dog had his head
under my pillow.
Not tu forget before Marie did her nightly fashion show she
came across not one but too “giant sized spiders” in the bathroom
that she promptly slaughtered, “Chop chop.”
And u must remember The Cave is where in the past I have
done my best thinking comforted that my friendly spiders not only provide me
with all the protection I need but can be counted on tu wreck havoc with Sammy
“Shoe
Shine” Haim’s miniscule sized brain and so of course I must
include my unhealthy neighbor, and I say he is “unhealthy” since
why would anyone in great health, living the life of riley in a multi-million
dollar house would surely have enuf saved up to mention little of common sense
that it simply doesn’t pay tu have insurance unless of course someone
else is paying 4 it.
Now my logic may not be all that up tu snuff right now since
it is getting rather late and I haven’t yet eaten and more importantly I
am still waiting tu hear back from Mr. Haim as tu why he wouldn’t be
prepared tu take a lie detector test that would prove he had nothing whatsoever
tu do with the air being let out of the front right tire of my Mini Cooper S
and save him from engaging with me in an “inflationary bidding war”
to c who gets The
Tree House.
The night be4 last I saw on a local TV channel the founder
of Dell Computer speaking tu a group hosted at the Jacobs School of Engineering
at UCSD. A smart guy this young man Dell who told it like it is in the real
world bringing the professor asking him questions about how the university
should go about preparing students 4 a career at a company such as Dell,
"...Just don't keep them to long" much like the movie Lord of the
Flies, “…if u don’t stand up 4 yourself u mite as well be
a slave.”
The name of the game is information and it is not simply trading
information that counts but knowing when tu turn the tables, giving everyone
their fare share.
The Chinese have a longer history of sharing information
working in teams than many of us bright sparks operating in the western world,
operating in "spits and spurts" but what we have is tons and tons of
creativity.
U, 4 1, have moved around more so than the average
"Blow Joe" but u are still “burdened” with sum degree of
formal education that has u wanting tu show people how, u r thou one of the
best teachers imaginable.
I never cheated even tho I once had the opportunity tu c an
exam paper ahead of time and chose tu “ignore” it since I had
already done my "Jew diligence" well ahead of time, my "needs
assessment" followed up with a "proposal" that no professor
could refuse.
Remember, professors such as Professor Sebastian
Capella are
one of kind and I am now hell bent on seeing his one remaining dream come true,
everything else in his life having turned up aces, perhaps his kids waiting
just a little to long tu make up their minds, but there is given the recent
communication I received from Rick tremendous reason tu be hopeful.
And of course u know that hope is more than what the founder
of Revlon considered “perfume in a bottle”, and the more one ties
“loose
ends” together the more credibility one ultimately enjoys and of
course I would be happy if someone would come forward and disprove the rumor
now circulating in the hallways of the SCALs [Shareholder Class Action
Attorneys] that Ronald “O. Ring” Perelman was making possibly
chocolate milkshakes in his hotel suite in Beverly Hills and ran out of milk, u
know the thing about how kosher folks don’t mix milk with their meat
forgetting that it all blends together tu mention little of why I try as best
as I can tu avoid ending up as mincemeat.
At this time I don't need tu "pussy foot"
around like I used tu watching my Ps and Qs careful not tu offend the ruling
elite. And once u break with the "family ties"
only then can u fully appreciate what it means tu fly free and of course
with wireless technology things are going tu get even easier.
There is not simply "tons of money" tu be
made in South Africa, mined tho ever so carefully altho when u look at how I am
going about shaking up these bastards, both black and white, u may think I must
be crazy.
And of course I am, as nuts as anyone who has never worked
with me mite hope especially if they are feeling somewhat guilty.
And there are a number of good people out there who want tu
do good, have the resources tu help but wonder if in fact I am going tu stay
alive long enuf tu get the job done.
David Altman has seen me perform nothing short of
“miracles” given the complexities of the financial structures he
was tasked with administering, ever so poorly, I mite add, but remember folks
who have their backs tu the wall are
scrappers and know that keeping things like a "clean set of books" is
“a crooked audirtor's” [sic] dream, enuf tu be “creamed”, again the question
that cums tu mind is, “Who would u prefer tu be in business with, a clever
crook or an honest fool?”
And of course the answer is both, if u r an intellectual
midget.
I am the insider of insiders without ever once having
committed a foul act, at least not that I can recall and I still have a rather
good memory.
When, however, someone does me foul, not matter how small,
where I don’t get what I believe I am entitled tu, then instead of
putting my back tu the wall I turn around, face
the wall, keep my short arms extended and look 4 just the slightest crack
that with my short, stogy but relatively strong fingers I can excavate until I
c light coming from the other side of the wall sufficient to blind any would be
opponent.
I only have love in my heart wanting tu show people that
kindness is the only way tu reach the kingdom of heaven but when u are dealing
with people who have hardened hearts and a pee brain, whose arteries are full
of the cuc they have been inhaling 4 ions, passed down from one generation tu
the next, believing that the monies they have made, remaining tied into their
families, tu be passed down ad-infinitum, that sumhow provides them with a
fukukta legacy, what u end up with is a brain dead society, incapable of
standing up on their own too feet.
Again and again, I don't consider 4 one minute that so-called
“Black people” should feel embarrassed, ashamed let alone feel that
they somehow deserve a break 4 the evil perpetrated against them by all peoples
including their own, Christ Almighty, I think it was my paternal
grandfather’s brother who was “Blacky.” According tu my
mother, “Blacky was as black as the ace of spades.”
Folks like Sol Kerzner would be considered by many of the
folks I grew up with as “pretty smart” and most would probably say,
“A genius”. I, on the other hand, think he is a buffoon altho if I
were tu say it directly tu his face as opposed tu getting Merrick Wolman tu
simply forward this email tu “Uncle Sol” I would begin by
suggesting he and I first play a game of chess and the winner gets tu choose
anything either one of us owns that the other wants and that means anything and
everything.
Now of course he would go 4 Marie but remember I just have
“visiting rights” and besides Marie goes 4 me because I am “colorful…”
I do tho have a number of pieces of art that would look petty
good in any one of “Uncle Sol’s” homes particular his
apparent spot in
Slavery is endemic even in the animal kingdom amongst the
ants and Christ Almighty what about that female praying mantis who after sex
then bites off the head of her male lover, whether or not he performed
"miracles."
Devin, u realize this slight disconnect u now c is caused by
this “Christ Almighty” which is heresy tu the Jewish folks copied
on his email resulting in sum of them losing whatever remains of their
testosterone which isn’t altogether a bad thing especially if it were
manly Jewish women reading my emails as opposed tu the men.
Now this is how the Arabs should have engaged in war having
the Jewish people turn on themselves but they too have been running around in
circles, both groups enslaved by their fukukta leaders, David Ben Gurion being
one of a kind and very likely Mohammed altho I have yet tu read one word of the
Koran.
I not only mean well but I am also as determined as I have
ever been to help demonstrate tu the world that
Judaism if practiced the right way is the most perfect methodology tu maintain
a balanced life, keeping everything moving the way it is supposed to go,
“backwards & forwards” again much like what we c in subatomic
structures as well as in the cosmos.
Chess becomes a rather boring game once u have the
mathematics mastered more important that we each becum masters of our own
ships, individual traders who work together tu keep the shipping lanes open,
never trying tu muscle in other peoples’ territory unless they have becum
obsessed with greed.
Greed is in fact good. Evolution, survival of the fittest,
is part of the overall plan. The problem is being able tu gauge when enuf is
enuf.
The markets are all topsy turvy right know and just one
eenie, weenie, curved ball could send each one of us not one at a time but in
one big giant wave all the way tu Timbuktu and no doubt u are also looking at
the real estate market in the high ground of west Africa?
Now if u find a great deal over there, don’t bother
letting me know, just send an email directly to Merrick Wolman pretty much
along the same lines as the email u sent David Altman this past Tuesday.
The point is that we should be very careful tu judge anyone
until we know everything there is tu know about that person and in due course I
expect the likes of Merrick Wolman,
U may in fact have more in common with these too, altho u
clearly had better “jeans” [sic] just
thinking about the clothes from Target u purchased when your baggage got lost,
than with me given the fact that altho u have the best of the best military
commanders sitting on your umpteen boards which I think u know is now probably
a good time tu disband, u have far more formal education than a “prick”
like me who has made it his business tu get the “low down” on the
“hi-ups” with a lot of support I believe from The Man high up above
who watches each and every move we make and why the number of “attacks”
on my website is fast drawing tu a close.
Each and every person I come into contact with I make it my
business tu know them ever so well and once u get tu c how everything and I
mean everything can be translated into numbers including how tu translate your
partner's heart beat intu words after making love then u know how important the
bottom line is tu someone like myself.
The competitive spirit has burned in me since day one but I
have looked carefully at those around me particularly those like my mother who
altho incredibly successful was never able tu get her second wind, spiraling
downward even willing tu risk everything including speaking the absolute truth,
comforted in the belief that the means justifies the end, not quite grasping
despite her incredible intellect, number skills like no one else I have ever
met other than possibly Marie, believing like most who haven't paced themselves
from the start that the world is mostly made up of shit heads and if u
don’t grab what is yours by the time u reach say 40 then the rest of your
life will be an uphill climb.
I look at everything from the bottom up, being able to go
backward & forwards with the ease generally found in kids no older than our
Jonathan who is still 10, knowing it is just a matter of time before this world
does in fact turn upside down, i.e. we are on borrowed time.
I have a number of Proof Theorems tu attach tu my stellar
record of performance that spans not just the 25+ years I have mostly lived in
this country but more importantly how I have managed tu stay in touch with what
is happening in the rest of the world in ways that I cannot fully explain.
It is tho all in the grounding and when one looks at the
core of our planet and the incredible heat that continues tu boil since day one
providing enuf energy to light up any starship, in good or bad ways, addressing
each and everyone of our needs, not wants, it doesn’t take a rocket
scientist, not tu be confused with those idiots over at NASA, tu compute that
by digging deep using technology currently available to mention little of South
Africa's platinum stockpiles that would be critical in tapping in tu the
earth's crust, what u are left with is a business opportunity that comes around
once in a lifetime.
David Gevisser no doubt made a "healthy buck" as
executor of Charles Englehard’s estate that has him today being in a
position tu "sit pretty" anywhere in the world but he like Solly
Krok, like the Oppenheimers, like Jonathan Beare, like Anton Rupert et al
continue tu choose South Africa because it is their "stomping
grounds" i.e. once an ape, always an ape and of course I love everyone I
mentioned above including Sol Kerzner who produced terrific offspring but I
would love them all a whole lot more if they got off the dime and decided to
deal with me now rather than later since if I am right about a number of things
including e=mc² being proof positive of both evolution as well as the
“Hand of G-d” then I mite also be right in terms how as part of the
G-d’s design those of us that have failed tu stand up both 4 ourselves as
well as those truly in need end up returning tu earth as either “slave
ants” or possibly even lower “life forms” such as a worm
which by burrowing intu the soil allows gases tu escape tu clean up the
pollution our species is most responsible 4 creating in the first place, and
from their it is an uphill battle and of course my eldest brother was perfectly
sane when he declared,
TIMING
The late worm misses the bird.
There are a number of
people I miss
very much these days but I am comforted in being true tu me and of course
having the likes of u and
The sooner President Bush suspends trading of public
companies the quicker we shut down the likes of Ronald “The Finagle
Kinky-King” Perelman, freeing up much needed capital 4 entrepreneurs such
as Sebastian Capella + Marie Dion Gevisser+++.
The likes of Ronald “O-Ring” Perelman are
borrowed tu the hilt shoring up their collateral while hoping the rest of the
public companies they are not the “control person”
implode before their loans are called in, giving them enuf breathing room tu
grab hold of those companies whose market values have dropped below their
intrinsic worth, a bottom fishers heaven given their command of talking a
language the management of these public companies who are hanging on by a
thread love tu hear,
“We are here
tu help u help yourself, cut any deal u want with us, just give us the numbered
account where u want the monies transferred and of course if u want cash in
just a hop-jump-and-a-scotch u can be
seated at any one of our ‘allied’ casinos and u will be extended
credit up the kazoo just so long as u play the game on this end and I’ll
show u exactly how” [non-sic].
The co-opting of good, hard working people is going tu get a
whole lot worse before it gets better and why the need right now 4 ▲,
not after the markets implode because by that time it will be to late.
The warning signs are everywhere and just 3 minutes with our
great President George W. Bush would “bee” [sic]
enuf time 4 me tu convince him tu do the right thing, all, however, in due
course.
This type of “bottom fishing” is no different tu
what took place with our family “empire”
back in 1970 altho it was also a public company but my grandfather, Israel
“Issy” Gevisser had enuf shares tu block the deal but he took Sol
Moshal, a South African Chartered Accountant, at his word that the deal on the
table altho far less than what the company was worth in a “fire sale
liquidation” was the best that could be done “under the
circumstances.”
And of course within a matter of months a man by the name of
Natie Kirsch whose name I probably misspelled, gobbled up the company in
“a flash”
be4 beginning the quickest “fire sale liquidation” imaginable while
making a very handsum buck 4 himself and his private investors, and so the
question remains going on sum 34 odd years where were the Moshal Gevisser Group
of Companies’
auditors, attorneys, tu mention little of the consigliore or too so very close
tu Sol Moshal?
Asleep at the wheel, i.e. honest fools, or bought and paid 4
by the likes of Natie Kirsch, i.e. clever crooks.
I feel it is getting close tu reaping the fruits of all our
labor, those of us who have worked hard, done our best tu keep our noses clean
and want tu see a better world when we leave it than when we first came,
whether it is the first go around or the second or the umpteenth I could care
less, but make no mistake I care a lot, just like u about all our kids’
future so that not only do they not grow up tu be diks but get tu enjoy the
“rights &
privileges” not quite yet available tu the masses who seem tu breed
stronger and brighter offspring but not necessarily better.
There is a time tu play and a time tu work. My play time is
up. I am about tu get down tu serious work which means also serious play.
Playing with numbers provides
the necessary focus tu look at things constantly changing never accepting the
status quo since tu remain stationary defies everything we see both in the
cosmos as well as at the subatomic level and of course there is the
metaphysical level that even an intellectual midget sumtimes brushes up
against, i.e. Dr. JBS et al and my hope is that he will be hit with a “brain wave” of
sorts and if it means him having more strokes than his usual daily dose than so
be it.
And should I not be around when our trial date comes and u
feel u are having difficulty proving beyond a shadow of a doubt this one
particular point, simply concede and tell the jury,
“The
topsy-turvy-curvy fellow said in deliberating the damages against Dr. JBS et al
reduce the amount by how much u think his-their already stinky
reputation is worth.”
The math best explained in Chaos Theory altho I think my
“Goodbye” does a pretty job of explaining how
“topsy-turvy-curvy” things are today more so than perhaps anytime
in the last 2,000 odd year.
Math does require precision thinking unlike any other
language. Each of us tho without saying a word just by moving around listening
tu the talk of the average “Blow
Joe” shopkeeper who is doing his best tu keep his chin up as his
bottom line income keeps dropping especially since 911, knows our world is
sinking, just go listen tu what your local 711 store owner has tu say.
And 911 wouldn’t even be described as anything more
than a “fender bender”
in the scheme of things and instead of us all knocking heads we should be
joining hands and saying, “Thank G-d” it is only “borrowed
time” we are living on and not yet being asked tu give up an “arm
and a leg” worse yet come back as a spider with 8 legs, agree?
I was pretty good at languages as a kid, even managing tu
get a passing grade in Afrikaans in my final year of high school but once I got
"my wings"
and arrived in the United States of America no longer confined tu "playing
the game" under the rules dictated by the Nazi Nationalist Government
that ruled with much more than an iron fist 4 sum 40+ years, 4 sum reason my
mathematical skills simply skyrocketed and my wanting tu do anything else but
ponder the meaning of life became increasingly burdensome, being ever so
careful with my winnings never tu become a burden tu anyone and a slave to no
one and of course I know that not only is G-d one, but He exists within each
one of us, gently guiding but never commanding 4 the 10 commandments say it
all.
With each passing moment I would get tu c how much
"light" was still out there and tu then make haste while the sun
shone and of course if my life depended on it I wouldn’t know the first
thing about making hay,
and even now altho hungry with corn in the refrigerator I would rather simply
drive out tu the cabin tu sleep next tu “my Marie” then think about
all that is involved with boiling water thinking about all the wasted gas
simply tu feed me.
And so the dogs who are now with Marie will now get tu feast
on the uncooked corn while hopefully I get tu feast ... Marie
Tomorrow hopefully is another day. Both cars are over at the
cabin and with the Ducati all gassed up I could be over at the cabin in perhaps
an hour, just having tu make one stop off.
gg
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