From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Monday, August 08, 2005 7:23 PM PT
To:
Cc: rest;
Subject: FW: President - Time To Tell The Truth...Peter
Jennings...addict....
Mr.
Attorney General,
While
I bring you up to speed on the important issues of the day finding the time to
even comment on possibly at least one addiction of the American Broadcasting Corporation’s last news anchor person
to “bite
the dust”, see below, allow me to take the time out as the sun begins to
set here in Del Mar, California, possibly one extraordinarily spectacular
sunset given the cloud formations, to comment on the Wall Street Journal’s recent editorial that Dr.
John K. Pollard thought it important enough to bring to the Del Mar racetrack yesterday
where I came as close as I have ever come to “breaking the bank” when
in one of the 8
horse races we got to watch in the flesh I bet on “DAAC” [sic] Beauty, beauty
doing nothing short of taking one’s breath away?
While
there are those out there agreeing with the WSJ that you are no different to
BTW
RBS has since emailed me twice today
following my response to his “friendly” overtures in this E-mail to
“ps - I never threatened you - it' my style -
grow up already .....please"
Wake
up Mr. Attorney General as I now listen rather loud to Cold Plays latest album,
“see the world in black and white, no colors…” a couple of the most beautiful
female joggers you could ever imagine other than of course my 1/32nd
Huron Indian, 31/32nd so well rounded as well as outbred French Canadian, artist-painter,
designer, athlete of athlete
Client-Partner-Wife in full stride, passing by our Cliff House Del Mar,
California upon hearing the music now stopping dead in their tracks.
Now
I am up my feet gesturing that they perform some calisthenics, even my Super Italian Greyhound is now
off his sofa, on his feet starting to run circles around me like I am “knuts” [sic]?
The
past and the future all now converging in the present, it taking just a simple
majority of the world’s population to come to terms that we are in a “closed
loop” system ingeniously designed by one extraordinarily “vengeful” G-D
who while “good” is, in my humble opinion, exclusively focused on those of
us who use our G-D-Given SMARTs to
help maintain what is a perfectly balanced system that began with nothing
missing, few arguing that at the point just immediately prior to the Big Bang E, as in Energy equaled M,
as in mass, such a moment when
looking at Einstein’s “Mind of G-D” equation would have
occurred in Deep Space when the c,
the speed of light equaled 1?
Now
jump forward and now backwards and try and keep up with me as I explain this
all in simple human terms requiring no more than an 8th grade
education.
Each
of us gets exactly what we want depending upon how much
Light-Knowledge-Information we CHOOse to enter the
incredible space between our ears, doing nothing from the start but to absorb
like a sponge, requiring relatively little food just Information-Knowledge
lighting up all the necessary connections, the neurons firing at
Light-G-D-Speed, each of us knowing all the answers from the start beginning
with letting go while crying just for the basics shelter and food delivered at
moderate temperatures, clothing lightweight nothing heavy including the subject
matter versus being spoon fed from a previous generation who have allowed their
formal education to interfere with their learning whether it be a “bad” parent,
teacher, professor or simply “sumone” [sic] so self-absorbed to the point that
one cannot work out the ingenious of one’s body that no matter how abused by a
poorly conditioned elder can and will rejuvenate unlike that space between the
brain that no matter what once it become like Deep Space cannot sustain life as
we know it.
And
why look elsewhere to know what know already about what it takes to make it all
work unless of course we seek distractions from coming to terms with our
perpetual state of constantly missing the boat thinking ourselves especially
our clergy who go out of business the very moment our one and only G-D makes
His-Her appearance, again I don’t see any reason why anyone until such time
were to become unemployed unless that there is their choice, relying on “blind
faith” to see the Light-Knowledge-Information.
At
that moment when light was “commanded” to light up the heavens and earth in a
dizzying array of objects that kept m
“floating” like “E” in every spot other than our unique planet Mother Earth our solar system speeding away from all over heavenly objects
at an unimaginable speed, each tick of the clock the night sky getting darker
no different to those not being given the right to grow to become independent
thinkers, “lights will guide you home… and I will try to fix you.”
I
have now just begun another email to the Chief of Police for Santa Monica to
address a $62 penalty my wife received on my late payment of a $47 ticket so
please forgive me for any disconnects that I will leave it up to you to “puzzle
through” which in due course you can read by clicking onto this hyperlink.
I
realize you are a lost soul but please don’t tell me how you feel without first
pondering if necessary until Kingdom Come which I know versus believe has now
arrived, up to each and every one of us to work through all the Science and the Math as well as the Art
and Religion drawing simply on Technology to lead each and every one
of us to make the right decisions and the smart decisions which are the right
decisions without being told exactly how or what to do knowing though perfectly
well that not only can you not ignore me as the masses not caught up in this
“dog eat god” [sic] world are enlightened by the difficulty you have in simply
addressing my “sound” logical thought processing incapable of even calling on
scripture to get you out of the deep end, you know even if it is only intuitive
that there is a shallow end, the entire system beginning with Einstein’s “Mind
of G-D” equation, totally in perfect balance.
One
other major difference between me and say an intellectual midget such as failed
local Del Mar Journalist-politician
Moreover
I have quite the stellar track record of being able to operate at the highest
levels of the pyramid without having “blackened my hands” possessing both
the “skills
and knowledge” to hold my own against the very best of you
lawyers-liars, even punks like Bill Clinton with his Yale and Cambridge University
Degrees tucked under his belt wondering now what exactly he was getting in to
when he “chose” to join
Wasn’t
last night’s New Moon, Rosh Chadash to us Jewish
people, quite spectacular, here on the Pacific Ocean it was darting “back and
forth” although it was of course the clouds keeping me on my toes not to take
anything for granted, the sun right now just poking through one layer of cloud,
now descending into another layer, just a matter of moments before my wife
joins me, still needing to tidy up the place a little to make it fit for a
queen, the earlier winds having not only thrown papers all the way to back of
this one room house but even the masterpiece paintings of
Perhaps
it won’t even be necessary to file lawsuits against WCG et al who of course
were very likely in violation of securities laws from day one, not having the
proper bs licenses in place, that it wont take depositions administered by a
very “skilled and experienced” SCAL such as Mr.
Such
impudence for anyone with the last name Clinton referring to themselves as a
“centrist” has me as sick to my stomach as thinking of Bill Clinton, a
non-athlete of non-athletes, daring to suggest that at one time he played
rugby?
Actually
the more I think about such a skit, didn’t he once kill a dog when reaching out
once to catch a ball, enough to make me and my growing number of supporters
from the hard working classes made up of rich, middle class and poor smile from
ear to ear, such wording reflecting both Clintons’ imbalance I happened to
catch a glimpse of when jogging by the newspaper stands on the way to meet up
with my amazing wife for the most delicious breakfast at her “digs” just a mile
or so from our Cliff House after I had possibly overexerted myself earlier in
the morning trying the impossible of keeping up with my SIG, Pypeetoe though at least now fast asleep with his head resting
on my legs resting atop his sofa letting me know that he got “sumwhat” of a
workout, the sun now appearing to stand still, the colors being created simply
out of this world.
Yes,
Mr. Attorney General my supporters when you cut through all the rhetoric are in
all likelihood the same group of supporters that if they don’t already support
our great President the most honorable George W. Bush will do so in short order
once I-We finish uploading on to the Internet my 15,788 draft word communiqué
to Mr. Bush as well as complete this “spy” communiqué and given
the feedback I have now received I will be very possibly throwing in an
“addendum” that may in fact go out to the President before the end of the day
tomorrow unless the surf picks up by then and/or I get distracted by nothing
else other than my amazing wife who “sum” [sic] suggest that she is possibly
the only human being on the planet not to have given up in the race to beat me
to die the richest person ever in the grave.
Dealing
with distraction, part of the plan.
Later,
Gary
S. Gevisser
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-----Original Message-----
From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Monday, August 08, 2005 1:25 PM PT
To: Valerie Coster
Cc: rest;
Zena Rosland Ash Gevisser Zulman; Bernieg@tpg.com.au;
Subject: RE: President - Time To Tell The Truth...Peter
Jennings...addict....
Nothing yet from Richard. Don’t sweat
it.
We have been bouncing around the idea of an Internet
Café that provides the best food, coffee,
tea, cakes, Somerset cream along with very best of the best artists, poets,
writers, scientists and to have experts in their respective fields come in and
give talks all webcast over the Internet, eventually to have even the subject
matter put up to vote by the paying audience and if they
start talking nonsense or get in the least bit boring to have someone such as
you, on second thoughts your 6’6” ex-husband toss them out on their ear if they
are simply too thick skinned to have collapsed in to a heap of tears?
One thought I had if we were properly set up today
is discuss what other possible revolting addictions Peter Jennings of ABC News
had other than cigarettes?
Don’t you just love my eldest brother’s blank verse;
REVOLUTION
The serfs up!
Right now it is extremely hazy here in Del Mar,
California, the wind blasting in to the Cliff House, so incredibly refreshing,
allowing me to type away at light-G-D-speed, the surf though totally washed
out, 3 in pretty good shape guys running by just being caught up by a sea
rescue helicopter.
Now to be clear on Peter Jennings who for all I know
Jennings having just died of lung cancer may have, like Dr. Michael Moshal who along with G-d may
have saved my life back in 1980, never smoked a cigarette in his life, moreover
may have also done more to get paid the big bucks sitting in front of a TV
camera other than looking pretty while incredibly still competent to read a
teleprompter, allowed such much airtime to debate either people who only agreed
with him or idiots like that right winger who recently walked off a live
broadcast of CNN incapable of responding appropriately to this left winger who
derives great satisfaction sharpening his pitiful fangs on his incredibly ugly
right winger wife?
I couldn’t be bothered to even try remember the
names of all these intellectual midgets who give the masses nothing more than a
false sense of security that there is “sumhow” [sic] open debate in any of the
media throughout the world.
Furthermore, for all those people hooked on ABC News
versus coming to any one of our websites, still I might add under construction
from the bottom up, now going “cold
turkey”, Jennings I understand just
recently took up American citizenship, this English Canadian saying something
to the effect,
“I did it for
my Canadian family who were being embarrassed by my bashing of President Bush,
my politics having nothing to do with this decision”
The 100 years of extreme superficiality fast drawing
to a close as the past and the future all come “to-get-her” [sic] in the
present.
Aren’t you feeling better and better about how great it is to be alive at this most exciting time in the history of mankind to mention little of what an incredible weekend Marie and I just had spending it mostly at our rock cabin where we got to experience the most out of this world lightening storms that brought with it the most wondrous rain showers that ended with us joining John K. Pollard yesterday afternoon at the Del Mar racetrack, the highlight I would like to note for the record not the hot turkey dinner, not even close, but the outfit worn by Marie that had the horses “cing
” [sic] into the stands to our table number 235 that Dr. Pollard, no relation to the jockey who rode Seabiscuit, has decided not to leave to me in his will on account of the fact that his daughter does a far better job in forging his signature.Weather been
shitty again, waiting for heatwave still.
Be in touch
soon. Hope see you soon.