From: Gary S

From: Gary S. Gevisser

Sent: Tuesday, October 21, 2003 8:15 PM
To: Dad

Cc: Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq.; Devin Standard
Subject: FW: No. 80 ::

Dad – think while waiting 4 your furniture to arrive, not that u shouldn’t “kick back” nor am I looking 4 any type of “kick back” from u but don’t think 4 more than too minutes that I have forgotten about the E-mail I sent u et al on 9-11-03 in commemoration of the first anniversary of the atrocious act perpetrated by Marie’s former husband Dr. JBS

4 that matter my FARCE-FAST email of October 3^rd.

About 2 hours ago, at precisely 4:07PM PST I sent an E-mail to a lady I have met on the odd occasion at Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq’s residence, Jeffrey being an attorney-colleague of mine who once suggested I purchase a parcel just a “hop-jump-and-a-scotch” [sic] from where he lives.

As I have previously noted Jeffrey’s agenda could have simply been to create a run on the market allowing him to go buy up the entire jetty known as Point Loma overlooking San Diego Bay, sell off everything once he had bought me off at a fraction of his ultimate profit and then to use 99% of the proceeds to finance his own campaign to run for King of England and the remaining 1% to buy out Vivendi.

As I was subsequently reading thru the email to Susan throwing in a word or too all highlighted in green deleting just a few extraneous letters the email ending with,

And on that note I want to spell out clearly that I would expect nothing short of you doing your own exhaustive due diligence on this property baring in mind that I make no representations other than the rents I am currently receiving as well as the fact that I own “clear title” to the property; all other records in “safe keeping” which if required will take me away from what I do best, i.e. responding to fast balls thrown at or near head, although I have yet to deposit this month’s rent checks and perhaps more incredibly they have not got lost other than 4 a few hours the other day

I felt that I should let Susan know that there is apparently a lien on my Santa Monica property for $150 the result of me failing to file a Homeowners Association form with Bill Jones, the Secretary of State for the State of California.

And of course it would be nice to say that my tardiness was as a result of my not agreeing with the State that I should be subjected to paying a dime let alone waste my time with more paperwork given the fact that I am the fricken association, i.e. am I supposed to replicate myself for each of the 6 units that I own, making certain I have at all times a quorum present before deciding to sock it to myself leading to questions such as how much should I pay “poor Gary” for his-her time assuming the cloning process doesn’t work perfectly each time?

Butt the truth is just this very moment I came across the unopened letter from Mr. Jones that is dated January 15^th 2002 which shouldn’t give any of my adversaries a possible “shoe in” to try and take advantage of something they supposedly sent me in the mail but I say to them, give it your best shot, better though to think about how to make things right with me, including u Mr. Newell Starks, preferably before Stratos Light Wave’s Annual General Meeting next month.

Dad u were alongside me on April 1^st of this year when I was forced to appear once again in a criminal court as a result of Dr. JBS just a few days after being granted a Temporary Restraining Order [TRO] on 9-11-02, one year after terrorists brought down the Twin Towers, using this illegally obtained TRO to file a “violation” against me while Marie + I were having dinner in her house to mention even less of the trauma caused to JoNathan when within a few minutes after speaking with his “sperm donor” he answered the phone, Marie + I thinking that Dr. JBS was just doing his usual “call back” routine.

And instead of hearing this out of control individual’s pitiful voice JoNathan got tu hear not just a police officer having been summoned by this poor specimen of a father but perhaps, more importantly, his mother reading the San Diego Police Department the “riot act” without though, once raising her voice, questioning how it could come to pass that a court system would issue a TRO involving minor children without the mother of the children ever being consulted to mention little of the events detailed in the “call” hyperlink a week ago today when Dr. JBS violated both my permanent restraining order against him and in my opinion worse, the explicit written instructions of Marie never tu step foot on her property unless in the case of an emergency.

Now if u have trouble recalling sum of these events do not bother yourself since none of us to the best of my knowledge can be at two places at the same time, yet.

Who knows though, what tomorrow will bring, agree?

Certainly u can remember my attorney on April Fools Day commenting on the similarity of both our smiles to mention little of the South African who we ran into in the foyer of the criminal courthouse who was seeking a brilliant attorney such as Mr. James C. Ashworth who after seeing this malicious violation being removed then went AWOL [Absent With Out Leave], Marie + I only finding out on June 11^th that James had been “hospitalized.”

So much 4 who is sick these days my ability to keep track of things it seems a whole lot better than a whole number of folks including those of u in the land “down under.”

Copied on this email is George G. Hurst Esq. as well as a representative sampling of the world’s population, time running out both 4 the wicked as well as the indifferent who r in many ways a much harder nut to crack.

Now of course I like nuts as much as u, more importantly u have managed to maintain somewhat of sense of humor unlike my incredible mother; do u think this word “humorous” is tied in with the one bone in our leg leading to folks during the time of pogroms sitting around cracking jokes as they went about chopping off the legs of our more recent ancestors, point being how far back should we go with this “blame game” before calling it quits?

Do u think that is why some people kick their dogs that perhaps they have such keen sensitivity that they can trace all our problems to when we emerged from the bushes and had to compete with wolves who later got domesticated and don’t think this is about u continuing to think about engaging Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. and his partner former U.S. Attorney Mr. Howard Finkelstein in formulating a class-action lawsuit against mom who chain-smoked nearly all of us to our deaths?

At least I must thank my ingenious mother for not only giving me the best “kick start” imaginable remembering though the possibility that G-D had a hand to play in it as I strongly suspects he has in everything presented before us each and every day the choices really incredibly simple, do good or do bad and of course it is very impolite to fart when others r around, perhaps the most singular reason I stay out of Dr. JBS’ way, the incredible coward that he is.

Tu repeat at sum point in this E-mail the brilliant words of Mr. Devin “Salesman” Standard whose muscle strength is mostly between his ears as opposed to fricken brain dead lily white wheaty eating cannibals that hop-jump-and-skip town whenever it suits them one of the best examples being Durban boy Eldred Savell who were it not 4 our Indian friends could have made off tu Israel with a whole chunk more change from the rather pitiful estate left by your great father, Israel “Issy” Gevisser.

And so I say to the likes of Merrick Wolman who dare tu utter a word against the good name of u and your grandfather,

“Watch out, your time tu show what u r made of will undoubtedly arrive sooner than what u may have expected at the time u decided to throw your crap my way.”

Marie just the other day picking up the watch contained in the previous hyperlink and without being worn in at least 33 years perhaps closer to 50 suddenly started working keeping for at least a day perfect time.

And of course Mr. Wolman is sumwhat embarrassed by my having exposed the little dark secret of how a whole number of folks including him and David Levy, the head boy of Carmel College now president of one of those “stinky” Orthodox Jewish congregations here on the west coast of the United States got assistance from the likes of our buddy Jeffrey Malatskey who in turn got his “audirting” [sic] start by co-opting Indians from the University of Natal who in turn saw nothing wrong in making a “fast buck.”

And while everyone goes around in circles looking to protect their last buck to mention little of the recent “hate crime” at a local synagogue here in Del Mar, given my ability to compute never allowing anyone or anything to interfere with my sequencing, choosing to confront evil every step of the way no matter what, always somehow managing to focus on the central issue, time, motion, space all being one when one has truth on one’s side.

Never allowing, most importantly, others to use you to shoot their poison tipped arrows.

The one thing that really disturbs the likes of Merrick Wolman and Cliff Benn who I have yet to hear from is very simply,

Who knew what and when did they know it?

as it pertains to how such a well branded trading name such as the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies gets sold 4 significantly less than the net asset value of its real estate holdings under the watchful eye of not only its “high class” auditors but why sophisticated business people such as Alan Benn and Gerald Hackner both with very strong ties to the real estate industry couldn’t have seen someone like Natie Kirsch, the so-called “Maze King” with ties to African despots, from a mile away, not as though Mr. Kirsch was out there breathing in the polluted air of Mile High Stadium in Denver, Colorado, agree?

Or were the likes of Hackner Benn Pty Limited immersed themselves in so many other similar type opportunities that they couldn’t simply be bothered to have created more of an auction environment perhaps leading to an “inflationary bidding war”?

And now their excuse is that the upshot of their “sitting on the sidelines” prevented further inflation possibly even arguing that their “indifference” sum 33 years ago prevented even more of the fairly recent run on the South African Rand, agree?

Then there is the old question and answer,

“Who is it better to be in business with, an honest fool or a clever crook? Neither”

So go ahead my very precious father and tell me loud and clear how it comes to pass that such synagogue going people so fricken self righteous could have missed such an incredible play, i.e. were they perhaps just a tiny wheeny little bit, deaf, dumb and blind

Were they very much part of the overall problem that enslaved the peoples of South Africa for sum 40+ years who have at a minimum a debt of gratitude best illustrated by forking out NOW, BIG TIME, agree?

And of course I, 4 1, never forget the heroic services u provided during WWII in saving the world from the likes of Hitler but quite obviously your efforts were not enough; no doubt my message could very easily get lost to mention little of the difficulty u and others have in accessing my hyperlinks but in time folks will begin to pay even more attention for the simple reason I have all the proof I need that I have more than handful of people’s attention at this time and not all of them are a bunch a weasels like Jeff Rabin, hi Jeff.

Never should u forget how fewer interruptions I get these days and make no mistake the likes of Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. and Devin Standard know full well why it is that I have some of the most powerful business people and their hangers on in the media standing awfully still.

Hi Diana, Hi Mr. Hurst, hi AW August, hi Don Bauder, hi Peter Bloch, hi Kimberly Hunt, hi Chris Keeley, hi Jim Gibson, hi Matt Potter, hi Margaret, hi Rupa Wasi folks, hi Norman Lazarus, hi Carmel College alumni, hi Julie Split et al realtors who I have caught playing it fast and loose, hi Seth Lubove, hi Professor Grundfest, Professor Grundfest perhaps the most honorable of the bunch, certainly from what I can tell one of the most intellectually honest although Margaret my manager at the Ccrest Café might possibly be right up there.

Nothing quite like the power of the pen to hold folks in check and so I include in this email Ms. Vicky “Sticky” Schiff as well as Mr. Mark Weinstein, again Mark is in “knot way” [sic] connected with Ms. Schiff’s co-managing partner, Dan Weinstein who was the “lead dog” in masterminding and executing the rigging of the California Gubernatorial elections held last November 8^th.

And to think the Republicans would be so dumb as to replace Governor Davis who along with the rest of the Democrats who control the State Assembly were headed 4 sum major fall very likely leading to a Republican “sweep” in the next elections now these same Democrats r in position to point the blame of a “Terminator” Governor squarely on the shoulders of the Republicans.

Butt there is one very very big but that folks in the know understand all too well and that has to do with what takes place when the bottom falls out of the market and why folks like me and Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. and Devin Standard are now beginning to celebrate BIG TIME, besides for the fact that our solutions will in fact be heard, one way or the other, and it is not a matter of my way or the highway, I could care less, about fat farts who simply take up space, the children though are beginning to listen BIG TIME, nothing not even an M1 Tank squishing me over as I hurtle as break neck speed to our cabin, now did u hear that Mr. Keeley, our cabin, will anything, other than the will of G-D get in the way of inevitable change.

The one point that I shall make at this time is that there isn’t an actuary in the world worth a dime who would be able to convince the world populace that he-she let alone an idiot like Warren “BO” Buffet has the slightest clue as to how come the world’s financial markets have not already imploded given the data that shows the fundamentals of the western economy in worse shape than at any time in recorded history where the consequences have led to nothing short of total mayhem.

And of course never be4 in history have Weapons of Mass Destruction been so available to the masses the light though at the end of the tunnel assuming we can get over the “me me” tunnel vision is The Internet that will in my opinion set each one of us free.

Shame on anyone at this time who mostly complain they don’t have enough time which reminds Marie + I very much of her mother’s decision to ship a container full of her old furniture from Montreal to Vancouver to find that with prices tumbling everywhere to mention little of the headache of moving all the fukukta stuff to mention even less of the disenfranchised lost souls to mention in passing the really poor South African whites who have been MOBBED, she has now found in the new Chinese Republic of Vancouver the most incredible bargains, so much so that the freight for now shipping her old furniture all the way to China will be significantly reduced, not that Chinese folks on the mainland of China need any more support given the handing over of power by non other than Bill “Wallpaper” Clinton.

Which now brings me to Mr. Chris Keeley’s latest email which u can access under the “hi Chris” hyperlink.

Perhaps the most important hyperlink within that hyperlink is the “laughable” hyperlink, particularly the “able” hyperlink that takes u tu the approximately 8500 word email I sent to too of perhaps the most seasoned, certainly most competent “hostile takeover” attorneys in the world back on October 10^th just 7 days shy of the anniversary of one of the best depositions I have come across taken by a very “skilled & experienced” attorney in the form of Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk who just a week or so prior was hospitalized his condition possibly brought about by the World Series, the padres not being contenders, this “yard” thrower finding refuge in a place full of sickly people as opposed to the local baseball stadium to mention little of those fukukta bonds sold on the backs of taxpayers to finance the new downtown baseball park.

And as u know hospitals have their virtues; G-D only knows how back in December 1998 I spent the better part of 10 days at a Los Angeles Westside hospital allowing me to complete my “Happy Report” for the President of HomeFed, a sumwhat “holy owned” [sic] subsidiary of the incredible Leucadia National Corporation [LUK].

Now the fact that I got fired the instant I handed over this pretty well tuned document to mention little of how well HomeFed as well as LUK performed over these past going on now 5 years is attributable to exactly what or should the right word be “who” given the fact that I don’t believe in “luck” more importantly my comprehension of mathematics and more recent higher level familiarity with physics to mention little only recently becoming aware that water is made up of 2 hydrogen atoms and only 1 oxygen atom as opposed to the reverse, a perhaps though better understanding of Quantum Physics-Mechanics than the average brain dead student coming out a brain dead society like Durban, South Africa, has allowed me not only to stay on track but tu throw the type of knuckleball u c toward the end of my email to Mr. Lester Houtz and Mr. Thomas Stephens, the type of attorneys u, my incredible father, would have been well served having in your back pocket as the likes of Natie Kirch picked the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies apart.

“During the fall of 2001, James W. McGinley, the Chief Executive Officer of Stratos, and Newell V. Starks, currently the chairman of Sterling’s board of directors, briefly discussed a potential combination of the two companies. This discussion was preliminary in nature, and neither company analyzed a potential combination or took steps to explore the possibility of a transaction. During the same period, Stratos and Sterling commenced a customer-supplier relationship, through which Stratos supplied fiber to Mr. Starks’ anus, all connected to Sterling Silver, blah blah” [sic]

Again, a more accurate read of the above paragraph can be found on this hyperlink page 28 of the Merger Proposal prospectus sent out to shareholders of Stratos Light Wave.

And when u r done with all this and after investing in say a T-1 Internet access link ponder over the “28” hyperlink and if your furniture still hasn’t arrived then speak with my brother-in-law David Danziger to c if he knows of any folks who are in recent X [Times] fully “paid up” on their freight charges as it pertains to importing chemicals into the United States of America, nothing wrong I c in contacting your first cousin David Gevisser given his “command & control” position over Charles Engelhard of Engelhard Chemical & Supply Company, assisting me in these rather important matters which would take the pressure off my mother and my stepfather Alan Zulman from having to continue throwing away what remains of their estate on international phone calls to the media, my worldwide ad campaign beginning in South Africa just hours away from launch.

Please refresh my memory on the Wallis and Greenberg deal that took place subsequent to Natie Kirsch buying the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies “for a song”, my waking up each morning to c if G-D has gifted me just a decent singing voice, and why he, Natie, not G-D, would let go of this rather valuable “asset” although it was really at the time a “Work In Progress” [WIP] not tu be confused with our buddy “Weeping Whip” that resulted in the Sternberg family of Durban, I believe, getting this “ace” freight forwarding company.

Quite a different experience this past Saturday night festivities compared to when Devin Standard showed his full repertoire of muscle strength, most of all an aptitude to read a monster of man who with just one twist without anyone else conscious of what was going on had a 6foot 3inch muscle bound “man child” turning into nothing more than a weeping kid.

Until such time as we address the wrongs committed by those still with us how the heck can we complain about the atrocities being committed elsewhere in the world particularly in the Middle East, the hands of many a South African Jewish person very much bloodied having turned a blind eye to the evil acts committed by, in relative terms, just a handful of people, relatives nevertheless.

And tu repeat ad infinitum the words of Mr. Devin Standard,

Any, and all moral high ground is undermined if the minute one's proprietary

skin has been saved, one turns a blind eye to lesser, equivalent, or

greater evil. The fact that the gift of one's life has been spared

obligates one to, if not ruthlessly wield the sword of righteousness, to

at the very least, shine a light into the dark corners where evil

manifests. Otherwise you are abetting the Devil you've recently dodged. Cheers, D

Quite a salesman sum might consider Devin tu be having reached the pinnacle of success, i.e. understanding the essence of truth a little sooner than most of the other kids he grew up with, becoming president of his high school, the only black kid in his class and while the other kids were partying Devin was doing his homework to mention little of the virtues in later life by remaining a virgin until such time as one has full “command & control” of one’s senses.

His mother before retiring was a psychotherapist for New York City and the MTA [Metropolitan Transport Authority]. Any time a bus driver or subway driver ran over someone such a transgressor was obligated to speak with her department, i.e. Mrs. Standard Senior has seen pretty much every excuse under the sun, from drug and alcohol abuse to domestic violence and why she perhaps better than anyone else I have conversed with is so understanding of Jewish people born and raised in such a dysfunctional society such as Durban, South Africa where were it not for the waves I can only wonder what would have become of people like myself, many a whole lot braver but not necessarily wiser.

Which brings me to Devin’s father Kenneth Standard who u must agree mustn’t think I am altogether a nincompoop giving me on more than one occasion a good deal of his time.

I have met many multi-billionaires and so-called successful practitioners of their particular “art” and no one was perhaps more familiar with business being more art form than it is science than your father who lead a relatively simple but “value added” life, his first wife, no doubt, like my mother and all mothers “a gift from heaven” his second wife, Jenny, a train smash waiting to happen.

But I never really had the opportunity to discuss real issues with my paternal grandfather as I have with Mr. Standard Senior who u will just have tu trust me I put through the ringer a week or so after last Mother’s Day.

If Kenneth Standard had a choice, a short cut or taking an extra load of work he would undoubtedly take the extra load of work every time, coming from the “old school” of “If u r going to do it do it right the first time”, a man comfortable with a million or too who could have been at least a deci-millionaire if not a multi-billionaire if he was in the least bit interested in playing it “fast & loose” but tu do so was simply never part of his style much like the rest of the folks I consider in my ever expanding “inner circle.”

Dad, u know perfectly well that I can cut tu the Chase when I have to which is how I shall begin my email tu Mr. Kirk Hulett

Esq. a former partner at Milberg Weiss Bershad Hynes and Lerach who I first became acquainted with when the president of Homefed refused to pay me 4 for my “Happy Report” unless I signed all sorts of fukukta Post Employment Confidentiality & Release Agreements.

Suffice to say not only did I get the monies due me within 24 hours of communicating my level of distrust toward Mr. Borden I never groveled by acquiescing knowing that to do so would only bring on permanent brain damage, only groveling when it comes to having sex with the love of my life, the need to change pace a constant in my life, keeping me abreast though ad infinitum of the spiritual elements that defy the purest of languages, mathematics and physics.

Perhaps one day I will try repeating the tutorial that took up perhaps half our soccer practice yesterday but within it were the makings of my attempts to translate the meaning of life through a game where what happens in “negative space” is more important than what is happening to that taking place around the ball, the need though to stay on the ball, to maintain position to be able to rely on your team players to “hold the line” those in the defensive positions by grasping the fundamentals of the “off side” rule can create opportunities left by folks wanting to go it alone, very often the most skilled but at the same time arrogant who perhaps on an individual level are better suited suiting up in wet suits and doing things such as spear fishing but who haven’t quite mastered the concept of the sum of the parts being greater than the individual.

This group of kids began the season as nothing short of “losers” the fact that they were unfit was the least of coach Drei’s problems, their inability to listen best illustrated in their clowning about despite Drie’s incredible understanding and humility in not professing to being the greatest soccer player in the world, having himself scored his very first goal at a practice just too weeks or so ago, but it was on that day that I decided the kids were now grown up enough to be told some truths about this incredible game, that very much like the game of chess geared toward getting your opponent to constantly play to your advantage much like the game of life, competition critical to “positive change” change like nothing else capable of building not only character but the mathematics proving the “choice of change” is “best” just like the evidence I have in my possession of political corruption at the highest levels of the Democratic Party, irrefutable.