From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent: Wednesday, October 01, 2003
11:33 AM
To: 'Emile Myburgh'
Cc: rest including Tony Leon,
Leader of the opposition to the ANC
Government in South Africa; Diana Henriques of the New York X, Po-Li Pollak, a
money changer and talking head on TV networks, Devin Standard,
Professer Aaron “BrownNose”
Brown of the Yeshiva University in New York City and co-founder of the floundering
eRaider.com website.
Subject: MOBBED continued...
Emile, it has just gone 10:00AM PST and I
am in Del Mar, California, “rejewvenated”
[sic] after a brisk early morning walk along the beach with Marie
and the dogs who were clearly quite surprised not to be jumping in to the car
as they have in the past, custom often leading to quite strange behavior when
confronted with change and the biggest change I have noticed is in how certain
members of the media in particular are dealing with me at this time not quite
sure what next tu expect from me hoping that I would get so exhausted from
going “back & forth” covering so much subject matter forgetful
that I have a fairly decent command of “anti-matter” which is what
I believe keeps Deep Space in balance, nothing quite like traveling at sum 254
times the speed of sound which is what I have gathered is the speed our planet
is traveling at and why I have painstakingly gone about trying to determine who
in “Hells name” is at the “command post.”
And since there is more and more consensus
that Hell only exists here on earth so I thought “What the hell, why not
see if G-D has a hand to play in all of this, what more is there left to
lose”?
And remember sum 90% of the world’s
literate population happen to believe in God, one God that is, doubtful that
even if he-she wasn’t a loving God that he-she would be distracted as the
leaders of organized religions in concert with the “Power Brokers”
have the masses going around in circles trying to like dogs to catch their
tails, G-D-Nature having dispensed with our tails but for sum reason this
hasn’t stopped all the tale telling and those dam commentaries.
I am assuming that since you were raised
in Afrikaans household you didn’t practice much Judaism although I seem
to recall that your father was a Christian missionary which meant he might know
that the overwhelming Jewish populations spread throughout the world not only
believe the following but incredibly agree with one another that the essence of
Judaism is “Do unto thy neighbor as you would want him to do unto you,
and the rest is commentary.”
I have explored this particular aspect in
some detail in my Knotty Jew
addendum that I sent out on December
1st 2000 that today has a number of folks quite perplexed,
mostly incredibly pissed off at themselves for not having taken heed of the 2
“winners”
and 2 “losers”
that would have them now at least calling me up and saying, “Thank
you.”
I learned, however, a long time ago what
contributes to resentment, again a subject matter I have explored also in sum
detail and my scheduled lunch meeting with Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. today will
cover perhaps this one aspect, a subject matter he happens to also know quite a
bit about, no doubt Jeffrey thinking it may be time to downscale and join our
little beach community which I must tell you is made of quite an eclectic
group, the funniest though are the recovering Rancho Sante
Fe crowd who now live in 2,000 square foot homes having downscaled from 6,000
square foot plus mansions, now trying to figure Marie +
me out.
On returning back to her beach cottage
well before 8AM we got to meet our one neighbor who had the looks to be a
“pin up” model despite producing 4 grown children, the youngest
just entering college who then introduced us to another neighbor not quite into
dogs as much as “Paddy” or us but certainly he has the toys
including a joy for riding motorcycles; my sense is that what he rides is not
exactly a Ducati ST4s which I bring up as this time to let you know that I
haven’t completely lost all my testosterone,
you know us boys and our incredibly obvious insecurities.
The key is to stay mostly staying out of
the way although I was quick to take up our new neighbors on
getting together this Thursday evening for dinner, and only come “into play”
when one knows precisely what one is doing, having acquired the necessary
professionalism, a sufficient dose of skill and knowledge never to be thrown
off one’s game
plan knowing most of all how to gauge when one’s opponent is making a
mistake, getting them to continue playing to your advantage until they either “resign”
or agree to “spin” the board 180 degrees, my ability to ferret out
spineless characters perhaps at this time better than Marie but then again she
not only has to worry about protecting two kids from an out of control biological
father but at a moment’s notice be ready to respond to, “What do
make of this character The Pisser?”
And of course her answer,
“He’s colorful” stops them dead in their tracks which allows
her to get back to doing what she does ever so well, tolerating and pampering
me at the same time, never though, not even once encouraging me to “step
on the gas” and of course she knows when on the back of the Ducati
reaching speeds there is no way I would even attempt engaging in a dialogue
with her especially since we the two-way radio we once had is no longer
operating.
Deafening silences mean as much to me as
sound in Deep Space which is non-existent meaning that just the slightest
movement results in noticeable action, and thus I contend that we should
examine a little more carefully Newton’s principle that for every action
there is an equal and opposite reaction, that nothing is gained nor is it lost,
action-reaction, however, when combined with gravity may in fact have an
exponential effect on matter within say a non-vacuum environment such as we
have in space ship earth, agree?
Marie, although having the assets is clearly not
quite willing to test out the strength of her liability insurance carrier in
the event I were to “slip & fall” the move not quite over,
comfortable though in me being the designated driver of the one rental truck
which she had me organize as she moved into her new residence, my rights and
privileges being married to her not, however, interfering with her ability to
reason and I won’t get into at this time why I am not on the lease to
mention little of Marie and I not being the only married couple in the world
who keep separate residences.
Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. is no doubt
breathing easier today since Jose and his Mexican staff never showed up at the
Krinsk’s residence in Point Loma my lunch meeting with him today I am
assuming is still on, my hope that we will have enough time to discuss the
finer points of the will
I helped Marie prepare that was witnessed by our neighbor on of all days
January 3rd 2002 which is part of the reason I have more than just
the average Joe Blow standing still at this time, the likes of Diana
Henriques having less and less to play with, knowing full well that not
only does ignoring someone like me do little in a non-vacuum environment that
even thoughts which have brain waves propagating can be felt by those of us
sensitively tuned.
During the “welcoming-goodbye”
party this Sunday at Marie’s old house I had the opportunity to test out
with our neighbor Blema, who is a psychologist why the will I first
thought of well before I attended the University of Natal, South Africa
“cantering” [sic]
mainly for retards, is having more than a handful of estate attorneys around
the world considering taking up gardening, the fact that there were a few
Indians, maybe one or two Blacks elevating the standard, sumwhat,
despite what many of us whites thought of their supposed “less than
standard” elementary and high school education, best illustrated
yesterday as Marie, Jose and I spent between us more than an hour trying to
figure out how to put the frame of JoNathan’s
bed back together, before a Mexican laborer who didn’t speak a word of
English in a matter of seconds figured the whole thing out, and now you have
figured out why I was so exhausted yesterday, much like a kid on a soccer team
who finds that he-she is not as quick as others on the opposing team who have
been bred from an early age to become independent, that the best results come
from 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration, choosing to simply “clown
around.”
First, I must tell you that although Jose
looks Mexican and I found out yesterday that he can actually speak fluent
Spanish, he acts and thinks like a white person which is why he added zero to
Marie’s and my effort to fix the
problem.
Marie is without any doubt the most
logical person I have met once she is focused on a particular task rarely if
ever being thrown off track unless her maternal instincts are threatened which
is something her ex-husband Dr. JBS had figured out aways back, his treating
women like maids a habit he was allowed to take perfect from an early age to
mention little of his girlfriend “Ms. Dawn Killcat” [sic] clearly feeling no different
to the way Marie felt which is why Marie divorced this despicable character,
Ms. Dawn though deciding to take out her passive aggressiveness on me one
Thanksgiving Day back, I believe, in 1999 when the “fireworks”
first began.
As I have mentioned before the description
of me in the complaint filed back on September 11th 2002 against me
by Dr. JBS is very much LIKe the way I remembered Ms.
Dawn at the time, again the only difference in that description and her “actuals” that I could tell in the description of me
in that insidious complaint was the fact that some out there would consider her
to be a woman although if one looked closely at the amount of testosterone
flowing through her body on that particular day and the amount of going through
my body it would far more “weighted” in her favor and of course the
amount of gas coming out of her or Dr. JBS’ body right now should Dr. JBS
and/or his attorney Mr. George G. Hurst Esq choose to share this email with
her, I would assume to be rather toxic, but again, this is not my area of
expertise.
Nothing though quite like mixing alcohol
for jet fuel and of course Dr. JBS et al are now thinking of all the women he
has come into contact with over the years who would refute my opinion that he
treats “all women” as though they were maids which is based on his
interaction with the only 3 women I have seen him interacting with, Marie, his
mother and Ms. Dawn and then there is of course Ms. Kathy
Murry and the only time I ever saw Dr. JBS and Ms. Murry interacting was
when both of them were flirting with one another on my “green coach”
[sic] in front of Sebastian Capella’s masterpiece which is not insured
which brings me back to my having Blema flirt with
the following thought.
“Blema, lets say for example you had an incredible
relationship with one or both of your parents and I really don’t want to
know anything about your actual relationship with either parent both of whom
may be dead since I am only speaking hypothetically and you will see there will
be no divergence in this conversation to the point that has you thinking you
should hypothecate your belongings in order to support either Marie or me to
mention little of her kids who I care 4 deeply who like all kids are each one
of our futures which is the whole point of this case study I am about to unload
on you.
And so you want only the
very best for this parent of yours who as they get older get sicker and stinkier with each tick of the clock but you ‘grin & bear’ because you love them so
very much, them having giving you the best that they could blah blah and that with every tick of the clock you find
yourself having to replace the clean air filters more often than in the past,
the changing of diapers not as much fun as it was in the beginning when it had
you thinking of the incredible fun you and Richard had when you set out on that
great journey raising both of your kids so much so that that the next time
around I bet you will want to have at least 10 kids who in turn will get
quicker up to speed than this last time around allowing you and Richard to
begin enjoying sex before you reach 90 years old, not that you don’t look
a day over 70 even though I know for a fact you have not yet even reached
menopause.
So this experience, in a
nutshell, is starting to wear on you and I can assure you those are not ants in
your pants since I had Jose spray the area with the strongest prescription
toxins before you sat down to enjoy this delicious salad that I had a hand in preparing,
and I think I do remember cleaning my hands after Beth our next door neighbor
chastised me as Maggie simply took a leak on her front lawn, ‘Gary you
will pick up after your dog! and my response knowing that she had been invited
to our rather terrific party, ‘I just provide services to this household,
speak to Marie, she is Maggie’s owner’ not that you and Beth have
much in common, it is though important that each one of us know our neighbors
which is the whole point of another discussion my sticking to my commitment not
to go off on a tangent.
Once, however, you begin
to reason that in the worst case scenario u wud be
reimbursed your ‘out of pocket’ expenses for the
‘materials’ you have provided your loved ones so you begin to feel
a little more comfortable, not that time is worthless but of course it would be
unconscionable to ask your loved one or the executor of their estate to pay you
‘equal time’ for what you could have a maid babysitting folks who
have no ‘good friends’ or possibly a better trained nurse cud do
right from the start as opposed to repeating the cycle, generation after
generation, the elderly becoming less and less independent much like the kids
of today, certainly in affluent communities and I am not asking you yet to
agree on anything, but try and stay with me, this horror story will soon be
over and then I will give Richard a call and he can lead you back to your house
where you can sleep on it and if you wake in the morning, and your brain is
still in tack then of course you can consider a frontal lobotomy but first
check with the children as to whether or not they agree with my point and
please be tactful when letting me know whether their opinion jives with all the
other kids I have tested this out on.
Point being what if you
knew for an absolute fact that you would not get a penny in inheritance from
the parent you were attending to who could very likely outlive you at the rate
you seem to be going now remember my mother’s famous
Or something else to
consider, what if you had a sense that the medical care advocated for your
parent-s by physicians was not simply going to come
out of what you stood to inherit but out of your hide not tomorrow but today,
the insurance markets drying up like never be4, would you still feel as
strongly as you do that we as a society should do whatever it takes to
‘prolong life’?
Now if you are feeling
sick to your stomach please take it up with Marie all I was tasked with doing
was mixing the salad and no where in the instructions Marie gave me was there
anything about me not using my hands” [sic].
Which, Emile, brings me back to Diana
Henriques of the New York Times et al who is an acute sufferer of carpal tunnel
syndrome.
Even though Ms. Henriques has never worked
with me, nor for that matter have we met she like the other 20 or so
journalists-TV reporters I have contacted over the past couple of years know
today enough about me, you would think, to at least sit down with me and to
have me show them the “smoking gun evidence” that talks to in very
clear terms the “hijacking” of the California Gubernatorial
elections that granted those providing the “horsepower” the
equivalent of “control” of the 6th largest economy in
the world and there used to be this saying, “As goes California so goes
the rest of the world” today I happened to glance at the San Diego Union
Tribune Headline that referred to Arianna
Huffington
having decided to “bow out” of the recall race.
Not only do the likes of Ms. Henriques
know that I am not easily scared but they also know that there are more than a
handful of pretty credible people out there who would vouch for my “work
product” that my ability to reason logically should not be overshadowed
by recent writings albeit them making perfect sense as long as you are not
brain dead.
A first cousin of mine, Adrianne Ash, the
only son of my uncle Joe Ash, a rather prominent Durban City Councilman, not
that he ever got me box office seats when Durban City played soccer, was once
the “victim” of a so-called “terrorist attack” in South
Africa, Adrianne though getting a lot of “kicks” out of the South
African Police Force where he so enthusiastically performed his military
service, Adrianne not being the only individual I knew rather well so proud of
their accomplishments and remember those doing military service under the
Apartheid regime who grabbed power “in the heat of the night” back
in 1948 were not of the same caliber as folks like my father who were the real
heroes of WWII.
The thought just occurred to me now of
Marie at this time living out of boxes, and so for the next 24 hours her
ability to think outside of the box somewhat constrained which should give me
all the time I need to get back into perfect top shape condition, both of us
committing to ourselves with her living now even closer than my Cave to the beach
to get in shape to mention little or no excuse for us helping both kids get
into “our currant condition” [sic].
Not that we are in perfect shape although
I have yet to see even the youngsters who go the local high school called Torrey Pines quite as “picture perfect” as
Marie on her “off days”,
this particular high school quite the fashion show, girls with legs to die 4,
boobs, blah blah today hearing for the first time the
“in thing” is for the kids to get together before school at the
local Jamba Juice bar to kibitz while downing a $4 smoothie, frozen fruits,
i.e. highly concentrated sugar.
And of course I love my smoothies as much
as anyone I know raised on chocolate and candy but you would think today with
the knowledge we have on the ill effects of such items, certainly not as bad as
coffee, my still feeling the urge to have two cups of coffee a day, that at
least some of us would be smarter and promote more exercise, so much so that if
Mr. Schwarzenegger does get elected the next Governor of California, over my
dead body, he will get with the program, “Healthy Mind Healthy
Body” so much so that the kids at least understand that in order to work
the cardiovascular system the basic requirement is that one builds up a sweat.
One of the things about surfing is that it
allows both the greatest of athletes and the fat pigs to all pretty much
circulate in the same waters but it doesn’t take the likes of a Shawn
Tomson to outpace someone like Dr. JBS in every category under the sun.
Getting down to business.
I had mentioned some time back about a
property in Seapoint,
Yesterday
I received an email about, Dennis
Kozlowski, which read in part,
“the
former chairman and chief executive of Tyco… spent Saturday at a lavish
wedding party for his daughter on
The
accusations against Mr. Kozlowski, on the other hand, are relatively
straight… he and a co-… Harry…”artificially
inflating" … They are also accused of "enterprise
corruption," a charge often used in organized-… New
Hampshire-… a "pattern of using aggressive…”…
"This is not Les Misérables,"…"The
question is whether a jury can get beyond the honey pot."
And of course I include Tony Leon on this
email, who I assume is still head of the only opposition party catering to the
non-brain dead South Africans?
I do expect though to incur sum out of pocket
expenses in the meantime.
With that said, my mother could experience
sum difficulties, first in getting the South African government to go along
with my plan to unblock those monies, second as you may have read in my
previous communications, my mother could possible be “senile”
certainly neither my wife nor I can explain her childish behavior, the other
day further evidence of this, not that it couldn’t also be more “horse play”
when she called Marie’s house wanting to know how we were doing, proud to
have too more potty trained “grandchildren” Marie though, to the
best of my knowledge failing to inform “mother” that I had
absolutely no intentions of adopting either kid, but hopeful should I live
beyond 240 years of age to received from them a royalty income stream in the
event that were to decide to adopt my last name.
The point is that my mother should have figured
out by now that Marie has the brain of a rocket scientist and a body to boot,
Zena Gevisser though no longer in the beauty pageant business, ipsofacto Zena
Zulman just really wanting to know that I was “well” and I assume
you can understand why my step-father’s first cousin Arnold Zulman is
reexamining all the times he went to the bathroom after Zulu Chief Katsha Buthelezi visited his home in Durban, South Africa.
Just like my wife suggested to her
ex-husband, Dr. JBS
that he ask their daughter how she feels about not having her biological father
interfere with her fun on their planned trip next spring
to Italy, Marie told my mother she should do the “smart”
thing and call me, hear directly from the “horse’s mouth”
how and why it is that the most rapacious, out of control folk in the world
right now are cowering in their closets fearful not only of what I might reveal
about their tardiness but fully acquainted with my ability to respond to fast
balls thrown at or near head.
Had my mother suffered another
debilitating stroke I believe I would have heard by now from my dad as well as
my siblings, at the same time letting me know that even if my mother was having
trouble grasping why she should not give a second’s thought in leaving
anyone but Marie + me whatever remains of her and my step-father’s
zillion dollar estate they, Neil, Melvin and Kathy fully comprehend why I would
not “let stand” them or their children receiving a dime, despite
each and everyone of us raised on besides for meat 3X a day, never expecting to
inherit a dime from either of our incredible parents, who I believe like all
parents were chosen by G-D, to do the “smart” thing,
repeat time and again until we perfectly understood the First Commandment, the
rest, all the commentary, I felt was needed.
The sermon that I suggested Professor
Doctor Rabbi Weiss should have given on Yom Kippur instead of talking about
“a man coming from outer space” seems to have struck quite a raw
nerve to the point that I seem to be once again in the “good books”
of the gentile world, particularly the Roman Catholics who felt that I had
pushed things a little to much in asking in part 2 of the 8 part mini series to
Jim Gibson, a Republican hoping to win election to the California State
Assembly, over my dead body, why the Pope looked older than his years.
For sum reason though there are now a
whole new group of Jewish people from all 4 corners of the world applauding
what I wrote the night before last which perhaps is worth repeating since I
don’t believe I included you in that email to Mr. George “MOBBED” Hurst
Esq, Dr. JBS’ shell shocked attorney who I am quite certain that if he
were to show up today at Rainwaters for lunch with a
cashiers check for $2 million I would insist that Jeffrey R. Krinsk pick up his
meal tab and of course Jeffrey could have trouble deducting it as a business
expense, certainly I wouldn’t be forking over to Jeffrey or his partner,
former U.S. Attorney, Howard Finkelstein, a single dime, even though I love
them both very much, to mention little of Dr. JBS et al just a few months back
had the opportunity to settle my differences with them for a mere $500,000.
As much as it pains me at this hour,
particularly the fact that I may not be able to be with my family to celebrate
the ‘breaking of the fast’ since it is unlikely I will get support
from any of the other leaders of community when members of BOSS
don’t simply wiretap
my telephone but decide to arrest and then ban me, I am compelled by my read of
the First Commandment, ‘I am the Lord Thy God, who delivered the
Children of Israel out of the land of Egypt out of the House of Slavery, never
to return’ which to me also means that we cannot tolerate the slavery
of others which is what this Apartheid regime has implemented nationwide, no
different to what the Nazis did during WWII and what the English did to the
Afrikaner people during the Anglo Boer War of 1899-1900, to instruct each and
every one of you here today, parents
and children alike, to leave in unison this place of worship that has been
vilified by the likes of the Lazarus family who are all seated below me to my
right as well as above to my left, and to remind you all what I have you read
aloud, each and every Friday Night that is as holy as this day of Atonement,
‘Guard my tongue from evil and my lips from speaking vile… May
the Lord Bless you and keep you, may he cause his face to shine upon you and be
gracious unto u …” [sic].
.
Yesterday, at precisely
“Make room at the
table for me tomorrow, I might just fly in to meet Mr. Krinsk. Tell Marie to
forget buying herself a fukukta Lear Jet because the number of folks I think
wanting to join us on our next trip to
Now of course Devin would never use a word
like “fukukta.”
And of course I would expect Devin’s
college pal Poli Pollak
to be granted, a seat, although I would provide my “best efforts”
to have him seated next to Diana
Henriques of The New York Times, naturally just a
“hop-jump-and-a-scotch” [sic] across from the toilet allowing Poli
and Diana and other journalists such as Matt Potter and his buddy JW August,
the managing editor of the ABC Network here in San Diego who are currently
“ducking &
diving” to kibitz, perhaps joining en masse Kibbutz Hagoshrim
in the northern Israel where they can refurbish used Epiladys.
I am also copying members of my immediate
family on this email who received too emails from me recently, one on September
11th and the other on September 17th.
My instructions will be very specific and
I would expect nothing short of a formal proposal from you and of course you
will let me know whether you will be performing these services for me within
the confines of your duties and responsibilities as a member of a law firm or
individually.
Time to fly,
Kind regards,
-----Original Message-----
From: Emile Myburgh
[mailto:EM@advogados.co.za]
Sent:
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: RE:
Dear Gary
I got both your e-mails,
and managed to access the link you sent. I understand what you are trying
to do.
Well, send me your
instructions so that I can make you a formal proposal. Where are you at
the moment?
Regards
Emile
-----Original Message-----
From: Gary S. Gevisser
[mailto:gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
To:
Subject: FW:
Emile – just in
case the other email address have for u didn’t work.
-----Original Message-----
From: Gary S. Gevisser [mailto:gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
To: 'Emile Myburgh'
Cc: Jeff
(jrk@class-action-law.com); Devinq@Nethere. Com (devinq@nethere.com)
Subject: RE:
Emile, wonderful, especially the
"nice and cosy" part, winter is soon approaching
these parts and
You can access the ad I placed,
again only once, in the Sunday Times more than a decade ago, by going to the
homepage of my one website www.nextraterrestrial.com
and then clicking on the "G" at the bottom of each page until you get
to page 19, which you can either count or look at the web page address and as
you click through the numbers will increase until you finally get to this page
below
http://nextraterrestrial.com/images/3-17-02/new%20temporary%20website/page19.htm
You should be able to either click
on this hyperlink or “cut and paste” it into the address section of
your browser but for sum reason you are not the only person having trouble with
my links.
The ad campaign is going to start
very small but if you are able to follow any of my writings you will see that I
have begun to ruffle the feathers of not simple a whole number, integers, of
people but those who I felt would be the toughest to “ferret out”,
those operating in the shadows, in so-called “negative space” who
were in many ways the stumbling blocks to South Africans of all racial and
ethnic groups being the best that they could be.
Its title will be the same, A Name
From Here You Can Trust Over There, but after sum very short verbiage I will
have folks go to one of my hundred odd websites, probably www.nextraterrestrial.com but
right now I am not certain.
I am meeting a close
attorney-colleague of mine tomorrow and once our “Chicken Pot Pie”
lunch is out of the way I will then give you something to chew on.
If you go to page 16 of the nextraterrestrial.com
website you will see a chewing gum rapper that I picked up on my first trip to
My other close colleague, Devin
Standard, wrote these words,
Any,
and all moral highground 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, least shine a light into the dark corners where evil
manifests. Otherwise you
are abetting the Devil you've recently dodged.
And someone else came up with
“A Man A Plan A Canal Panama” which reads the same backwards.
The fact that at one time Brazil and
Africa where once connected and that you are of Afrikaner decent having
trekked-hobbled the Inka Trail is further evidence that not only is anything
possible but we can bridge any gap most importantly the generation gap which as
I have said before is nothing short of a credibility gap.
The “can do” approach
will prevent anything from getting in the way, getting though the editors of
the newspapers to go along with my plan to put pressure on the likes of South
Africa’s Minister of Finance may be a little hurdle at first but nothing
that should really get in the way, that for every action there is at least an
equal and opposite reaction and I have this thing for slingshots.
I will get back to you within the
next 48 hours.
Ps – you can access my latest
“writings” by clicking on below
http://nextraterrestrial.com/pdf/GH%20MOBBED.htm
and you may notice that Professor
Brown of eRaider.com has yet to respond to my posting of sum 4 days ago.
-----Original Message-----
From: Emile Myburgh [mailto:EM@advogados.co.za]
Sent:
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: FW:
Dear Gary!
Thanks for the e-mail, nice to hear
from you again.
I am in
law firm, nice and cosy.
I would be delighted to help you
with your ad campaign. Please send me
some
more info and background and what
you would like me to do. I could not
open
the link in your e-mail.
I look forward to hear from you,
Kind regards
Emile
PS: Please use the following e-mail
for future reference: EM@advogados.co.za
-----Original Message-----
From: Emile Myburgh
[mailto:emilemyburgh@hotmail.com]
Sent:
To: EM@advogados.co.za
Subject: Fwd:
From: "Gary S. Gevisser"
<gsg@sellnext.com>
Reply-To: <gsg@sellnext.com>
To: "Emile Myburgh"
<emilemyburgh@hotmail.com>
Date:
Emile hello there.
I am about to step up the pace and need
to know whether you are in a
position to assist. You may have
noticed that I am taking issue with
members of the community,
specifically the Jewish community of
<http://nextraterrestrial.com/images/3-17-02/new%20temporary%20website/p
age19.htm> similar to the one you see in the previous
hyperlink in one
or more South African newspapers in
the course of the next week or so.
That ad, by the way, only ran once
in the Sunday Times back in the late
1980s and the feedback I received
spoke volumes in terms of my family's
good name especially amongst the non
white communities, particularly
Indians, many if not most, of the
Islamic faith; my family never hiding
though their commitment both to the
Jewish faith as well as to
If you are not in
could "run with the ball"
in getting an updated ad placed.
Thanks,
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