From: Gary S.
Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent:
To: Kenneth Standard Esq.
(vs4444@aol.com)
Cc: rest
Subject: The meek With Teeth shall inherit the earth
Dear Mr. Standard,
I thought that before I return your call it might help to
bring you up to speed on a number of things going on in my life right now
besides for it being the first “mother’s day” with my
beautiful wife Marie and her two kids.
We were on our way back from brunch at Il Fornio over on
The Il Fornio manager and master chef had very generously
catered our wedding
reception that was held on May 1st in no way tied to the May
Day Celebrations.
I wasn’t certain that you received my email titled,
“next”
which I sent to you back on April 28th. You can access it by
clicking on the previous hyperlink. It so happens that my email coincided with
a decision some 6 years ago by Judge Weinstein in the eastern
district of New York that placed my name for the first time in “spotlights”
here in the
Never one to “skate on thin ice”
I have painstakingly gone about preparing the “spade
work” for disclosing the “smoking
gun evidence” I have of political corruption at the highest levels of
the California State Government with ramifications that I believe will not only
impact the rest of the United States as “goes California”
but the entire “wor.d”
[sic] which is very sick, sick that is of all the lying, stealing and cheating
that has gone on for ions.
Stopping at red lights is something I have always tried to
do well aware of the mistakes of others although my
eldest brother when once stopped by a policeman in
As you may recall I was the baby of the family having 3
siblings run interference when my folks who learned a thing or “tTOo”
[sic] from their previous mishaps while raising two other boys and a girl would
occasionally go over the deep end.
I decided a few years back, December
1st 2000 to be precise to come out of my shell although I
still have a few things to “sweep up” in my
one spot we refer to as The Cave well aware of the saying “the tallest
trees attract the most wind”
having learned a thing “or
tTOo”
[sic] from my rather well-known mother to mention little of my father’s
and his father’s good
name; never though one to sweep things under the rug and you may have read
that I still like to play “touch
rugby” and have a thing or two about cartoons
making fun of folks and their misdeeds than go the lawsuit route where one has
to wait for the slow wheels of justice to turn benefiting mostly those with the
deepest pockets generally those who have of course stolen the most.
As I have mentioned several times recently there really is
method to my madness having learned quiet a “byte”
[sic] from both the Digital Age as well as former friends and attorney
colleagues like King Golden who want it all ways much like Polie Pollak who I
have yet to meet although according to your eldest son Devin, now prefers to
talk about things such as skiing as opposed to his nonsense politics.
As soon as our 13-year-old+ gets off my
cell phone I will be calling you back. In the event we miss each other again there
is enough from just this one email to make your ears ring but hopefully it
won’t give you a headache as today I can
not only spell things out very clearly but we have a number of solutions
to get this world back in to some resemblance of order.
[1] The other night an ex-South African friend of mine commented on the mileage indicator in my Mini Cooper S showing the number 10111 which was the police emergency number used when he was in the South African Police Force, an option granted to those “trusted” to carry out their duties to the T while doing their “tTOo” [sic] year compulsory military training, while others such as myself chose instead to flee, protecting whatever brain cells remained after enduring some 20 odd years of the most vile “braninewashing” [sic].
