Remember as well mom had already written and published her and Alan’s THE WINKING CAT in which despite all the “hoopla” I had created when first hearing that she was simply referring to dad as “fighter pilot” versus his official designation which was “fighter-bomber-pilot”, mom then taking the “grand step” and calling Dad to “apologize profusely” since not only had she not credited him with this much higher ranking designation but she had gone on to suggest that Dad was “hand throwing” bombs out of the cockpit much like what occurred in World War I, and yet when THE WINKING CAT is finally published and Durban based Gerald Hackner, our RM’s financial engineer of the most worldly financial engineers calls up Dad who was living in Cape Town to get mom’s telephone in Wiveliscombe, England to “thank her” for sending him a copy of the book which apparently he and everyone other than Marie and me and finally Dad who eventually got his copy, “just loved”, there in black and white was dad’s incorrect designation, “fighter pilot”.

 

Not to mention being a fighter-bomber-pilot required a whole lot more skill.

 

To mention little of bravery;  far more dangerous coming in fast and low to bomb targets often decoys heavily armed than getting involved in “dog fights” which would have been welcomed by someone as knowledgeable and skilled as Bernie Gevisser flying as wingman to Dr. Syd Cohen, very possibly the two most “unbeaten” [sic] fighter-bomber-pilots of the 2^nd world war.

 

It is not what you say but what you fail to say that is most often much more important!

 

Now I have been through a good chunk of all this before but today it is of course taking on a whole meaning and were I to add the word “importance” you immediately come to Mom’s booklet and record, THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING A WOMAN.

 

Do you think it is possible that DG is gay?

 

Do you think Edgar Jay Hoover kept a file on our uncle?

 

Does it all matter?

 

You do know that our RM’s friend Leslie Shagam who also fought in World War II as well as Israel’s War of Independence and very possibly also a fighter-bomber-pilot but not a very good one, is gay.

 

You do know that according to our HIGHLY AWARE and extraordinarily well trained deceptive RM Leslie Shagam was thrown out of the Israeli Air Force when his Commanding Officers found out he was gay.

 

We know without our RM telling us so that Dad is not gay.

 

Does all this matter?

 

You have to now be thinking more about what exactly was and is our RM up to?

 

You do know that it is rather uncommon for a man of 54 with access to the best physicians in the world such as our uncle Dr. Leizer Molk MD to die as a result of “an addiction to Coca Cola” just moments in time before his extraordinary mineral rich estate goes “through the roof”.

 

You can compute what $6 million paid off-shore in March 1971 would be worth today had half of it been invested in Engelhard’s platinum bearing in mind that CE at the time of his murder controlled the entire world’s supply of platinum that just a few years later was mandated by the United States Government to have some $20 worth deposited in each and every new vehicle sold within the United States via the catalytic converters-exhaust system.

 

You would know that platinum is much more easily inventoried than Diamond Currency.

 

You would know that if DG then placed half of the remaining half in Englehard’s gold held “in trust” by his and our RM’s most trusted Hong Kong business partners that were our Dad to “assert himself” would afford him his own Air Force.

 

You would know that if DG took the remaining quarter, some $1.5 million and invested with Harry Oppenheimer, DG would be richer today than the Queen of England.

 

But why have your “sights” so very low when we could soon own Starbucks and Mothercare for nothing short of “song and dance”?

 

When last did any of you visit Bahrain?

 

Did you notice that there is an AIG official in the carbon copied section who is based in Bahrain?

 

Since you are only now for the very first time reading very carefully RM’s 3-4 page LIFE STORY OF ZENA that as you can see was sent out to different people at different times beginning on October 9^th 2001 you are reading it with a whole bunch of much clearer eyes the result of your brains beginning to function much the way they once did when you were all very small children.

 

Zena ends with the word “problem” before her and her very senior and very “deep undercover” Mossad agent father’s “standard” ending, “Keep Smiling”.

 

None of you can remember despite older than me much if any conversations with our maternal grandfather Granddad Al who also loved very much our paternal grandfather Israel Issy Gevisser despite all the nonsense our highly deceptive RM threw at you which you all “lapped up” like “dogs”.

 

You all recall time and again our RM saying, “You don’t have to like me but you must love me!”

 

I have always liked and loved our mother, the best mother in the world!

 

Mom, like Rhodes Scholar Bill “Rhodes-Wallpaper-Kitchen Sink” Clinton knows you never end with a “problem”, instead you start out assuming there is a “problem”, and then begin to “solve the problem”.

 

You are by now not only sufficiently in tune but very likely one step ahead of me in clicking on to this hyperlink that takes you President Bill Clinton’s speech at Caltech University on January 21^st 2001 well before committing the treasonous act of granting Marc “Trading with the enemy” Rich a Presidential Pardon at the 11^th hour and 59^th minute of his DAAC fictitious presidency.

 

Everyone gets along, everyone is fine with all sorts of jokes no matter how “in poor taste” so long as they have “money in their pocket and a beer in their belly”.

 

Hitler was a DAAC stooge!

 

Clinton, you would agree, is not as smart as me, and in fact you may also agree I would have this intellectual midget all tied up in knots even if we were to debate on any subject in the English language.

 

Clinton, however, is possibly less virile but more intelligent than a baboon?

 

Mostly this scoundrel former President of a country that prides itself on “We are a nation of laws” is just extraordinarily crooked and therefore has great difficulty keeping track of his lies from day one much like all those who lie, steal and cheat, “for a living”.

 

Jay McMichael, the CNN photojournalist who I met on the cliffs of Del Mar soon after he had got back from a trip to China where he accompanied Clinton and just prior to MDG and I going in mid-June on our 24 day “fact finding mission”, is as good a human being deciding to “make a living” covering the news, as it gets.

 

Jay has not communicated with me since last emailing me when I was still in China but I know he is following along and is still rather angry with Clinton who he thought was “one of the good guys” up until I explained to him why Clinton had presented the “problem” at the end of his “uplifting” speech at this prestigious high tech university rather than at the beginning and then went about “solving the problem” he had caused more so than any other President apart from Franklin D. Roosevelt.

 

You recall it was our great President, the very smart and most honorable George W. Bush who reached out to the hard working and enslaved masses of the ENTIRE WORLD when he condemned the Yalta Conference that followed immediately after the Red Army liberated Auschwitz which was not long after the atrocity of the Bretton Woods Conference.

 

Did you notice how many DAAC members of the United States Congress applauded our great President for telling the truth?

 

Did you notice how many of the DAAC tyrants in the rest of world such as those in Peru, South Africa and I could probably name all 44 countries who sent the 730 delegates to the Bretton Woods Conference of July 1944 excluding of course China and her Allies did not join to thank GWB from the bottom of their hearts for being so very truthful and so extraordinarily courageous?

 

The Bosnian style ethnic cleansing civil war that Clinton does a whole lot more than “allude” to but again right towards the end of his January 21^st 2001 speech of speeches that only comes across as “bizarre” to those so very few of us “in touch with the heartbeat of the universe” and yes again Jay McMichael may in fact be the only “honest” journalist in the entire world and Jay is today like all of you being very quiet.

 

Jay most probably does not have a “Trust Fund” which is what may end up saving him being re-formed as a turkey!

 

Today you don’t even need to go more than a block away from the cliffs of super rich Del Mar to know that Americans are hurting like never before.

 

The jobs are simply not there.

 

The jokes are increasingly not very funny.

 

The people are increasingly numb, no different to when the DAAC went about crashing the Deutche Mark leading in an instant to when a barrelful of Deutche Marks couldn’t afford a loaf of bread.

 

The Holocaust museums-memorials are a FUCKING joke.

 

Everyone receiving a copy of this email and chooses to “turn the other cheek” is at best a “joke”.

 

Zena Gevisser like her father and his mother Nechie Badash are the best of the best which does not make them perfect, although Zena may not have been in full control of her “reflexes” when writing the all important words, “From the earliest days of 1949…”

 

But you have to look at the “pattern of behavior” much like when examining the egregious misconduct of The Sperm Donor to know that there is in fact “method to THEIR madness”.

 

One can “sit back” and take the position that there is nothing that can be done and so what if this is all simply a repeat of the rise of Nazi Germany or you can take “my lead”, not be afraid, do the right thing and the smart thing which is also the right thing and at least try to join me in, “giving peace a better chance”.

 

I will following a run with the dogs and a short motorcycle ride come back to both editing and adding hyperlinks to the 57048 characters with space email I sent out last evening to The New Yorker which by now should be in the hands of investigative journalist Seymour M. Hersh, before then heading back to Del Mar to enjoy a relaxing afternoon with MDG and while enjoying the sunset to give thanks to all those doing their best to make at least my life so meaningful.

 

Love,

 

Gary

 

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