From: Gary S.
Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, November 18, 2003
11:04 AM
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Quite interesting that the boys from Milberg Weiss
have got so quiet on the Sterling Company-Stratos
Lightwave deal that shows exactly what these boys are made of , no one
really wanting to deal with the truth especially if, I am right, that the end
of their gravy train would be that much closer, nothing like tunnel vision, in
taking on and very likely winning, against the likes of Citicorp Ventures
Corporation, agree?
Just to refresh your memory, I have “TI in black dnA
white” [sic], i.e. Perfect Storm II, its eloquence as well
as “insight” attributable in no small measure to Mr. Newell Starks
who I have known a whole lot longer than you and tu mention little of Campbell
Soup, Newell, his wife, Nancy, Marie and I, having spent a fair amount of time
together in “good blah blah”,
Newell, particularly quite expressive, remembering that Newell Starks invented
the notebook computer while working for Texas Instruments.
And why if there was just a single attorney around who could
get off his-her “phat” [sic] arse not like that one monkey who once
worked 4 Finkelstein and Krinsk who was handed nothing short of “smoking
gun evidence” on a plate, my not forgetting for a single solitary second
all that went on in your conference room with Mr. M…, an insider at
“Peeriless Systems
Inc.” [sic]
albeit while engaging in a cell phone conversation with my hairdresser about my
dog Pypeetoe, Mr. M… and I getting off on the wrong floor m
So much so that had that yoyo attorney of yours so well
pointed in the right direction, having though tu simply pick up the phone, G-d
forbid he would exercise his legs, the thought of him having though, tu carry
his “kid” [sic] possibly preventing him from having to do anything
other than perform his bodily functions to mention little of why his partner
hasn’t filed a workers comp claim against you et al for contributing
toward further “spousal abuse”, the prospect of this former
associate of yours taking his anger out on his sex partner-s more than I
can imagine, at this time, baring in mind, all that was being asked of this
pitiful specimen was that he get hold of the two other principals of companies
taken for a ride by Peerless Systems Inc’s top m
Moreover I doubt there is a judge anywhere in the fricken
world even in a b
My prose may not be as good as it could be given the fact that
I am feeling just a little behind the “A ball” right now my having
let a number of things slide, Ms. Susan Bailey’s
“deafening silence” saying everything there is to say about what
true friends are, the kindness of strangers being rather meaningful and to heck
with so-called “family”, perhaps I will knock on Dick
Heckman’s beach house later today asking him, “What’s up Doc?”
It is a most beautiful day today and nothing, absolutely
nothing is going to interfere with my plans to ensure that M
As soon as I get back from dropping off a video or too,
penalties galore, I will be posting another post on the eRaider.com website,
The Buck Stops Here.
My thinking at this time of the song, “I am tired and
I want to go tu bed…” something I recall from being a kid, knowing
today a little bit more about how the world goes around, again and again, more
and more folks who haven’t let their deficit needs interfere with their
learning seemingly getting more in tune with my view of the worldly things,
none of us, however, that Godly, no escaping the truth, rather difficult to
define, G-D being the only absolute Truth, along with the words, “I
AM” when each of us say “I AM” none of us able to really talk
for anyone but ourselves, or when we take a deep breath, nothing quite like a
breath of fresh air, agree?
Yesterday, just prior to soccer practice I sent out this E-mail.
It is not quite as precise as I would have liked but I wrote this 6600+ word
email along with 6 other emails in less than 2 hours, my point being that if I
am wrong and the consolidation taking place within the insurance industry, i.e.
Travelers and St. Paul recently announcing their merger, that it is not quite
the same as the big fish eating the small fish, eventually they all consolidate
into a big black hole and after that there is a big bang and we start all over
again much like in the Cosmos when things become unstable, so much energy in
one place, eventually getting another universe forming akin to when
world’s collide, then the likes of you and Howard would still possibly
take pity on me and give me a job as a typist.
But also don’t forget that the evidence is getting
stronger that not only is there no such a thing as coincidences but the
mounting proof that I may have cracked open a wide enough gap to having nothing
short of a Mack truck blasting through allowing those who have been pissed on
for ions to finally declare once and for all, enough is enough, grows thick,
nothing as thick as blood clots, my feeling at this time for some of our Somerset
clottered cream, my final suggestion of the day is that you reread Perfect
Storm II on the www.footsak.com website
and draw your own conclusions whether I have sufficient “smoking gun
evidence” to wake up even the great number of brain dead people on this
fricken planet, even those who have allowed their formal education to interfere
with their learning, the likes of Susan Bailey much like Warren “Bail me
Out” Buffet their deafening silences not lost for a single fricken minute
on those of us very much in tune.
Cheers,
Ps – I summarized that mea culpa email in a 5 minute
tutorial I gave the Frostbite team at the end of the soccer practice yesterday
and perhaps if time permits I will follow up that email with the brief tutorial
assuming I can remember what I said, perhaps making a faux paux along the way;
Amir, the grandson of the last great White African Hunter unaware that Amir had
been “kept in the dark” about his grandfather, Bali, killed by a
stampeding buffalo after an 18-year-old newly married rich Texas kid blew the
instructions he had been given by Bali to “stay put”, Bali bleeding
to death a few weeks later, whatever blood that hadn’t been spilled out
of his stomach, ripped apart by the buffalo’s horns, dripping on to the
African veld, eventually spilled out of his mouth, at age 42.
Now of course I didn’t go in to the gory details of
how Amir’s grandfather actually died, or how a leopard once took a chunk
out of the back of his neck before he killed it with his knife, Amir’s
father, Shahid, no doubt quite the financial advisor tu quite royal a family
but these kids having watched movies like the Terminator pretty much know what
to expect, never to forget that voters here in California saw nothing wrong in
ELECTING someone who candidly admits to having “lied, stolen, cheated and
groped men” [sic] remember Gray Davis didn’t “die in
office”.
What I can tell you, 4 certain, as certain as any one human
being can be, in a rather imprecise world, is that these kids like kids
everywhere want tu be told the truth and they should expect nothing less from
each one of us, each one of us paying particular attention tu those kids in denial
whose parents have gone out of their way to make them co-dependants, now having
a better than average chance of turning out like their parents, nothing short
of adult diks, agree?
Can you tell me how many of your friends would want to be
the odd ones out this coming Xmess not wearing t-shirts such as
Moved
Off
Balance
By
Educated
Diks
Sum
Things
Are
Built tTOo
Last.
Evolution?
DNA
Next tTOo
Breeding is everything.
When the dialogue becomes too monologues it is the beginning
of the end.
The Meek
With Teeth
Inherit
Shall
The Earth
One last thing, my tenant in unit 5, residing in my Santa
Monica “one of a kind” property, one of the three female tenants
non-responsive to a number of my requests to provide me with their
recollections of what we had agreed to when they first came “cap
in hand” wanting a “slice of the American pie”, gave notice
this past week, surprise?
And of course I expect someone with an ounce of backbone,
not tu mention much of the price of gold these days, left in their body to take
the necessary steps to introduce me to say a District Attorney willing to
address in no uncertain terms those figures who masterminded and executed the rigging
of the Gubernatorial elections of the 6th largest economy in the
world, a year ago this past November 8th, my having
“spearheaded” California Agricultural Partners, to
mention little of the documentation all prepared by the Wetherly
Capital Group
[WCG] a sample contained in that last
hyperlink very much “part and parcel” of the “smoking
gun evidence” in my possession to mention in passing attorney William H. Jackson
Esq’s contending a number of spurious and highly inaccurate assertions in
his letter-fax dated April 3rd 2002, such a date tying in with a
number of other events that are now sending quite a chill up the spine of a
number of my adversaries
who are getting, as I have said be4, statistically insignificant when compared
to the number of supporters who are patiently waiting for those in the pound
seats such as yourself tu now step up tu the plate, in earnest, not that I will
digress into the likes of Ernest Oppenheimer, unless u insist.
