From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, November 28, 2006 2:44 PM
To: MDGart@sellnext.com
Cc: rest; Devin Standard; Danielle; Jonathan Dion
Subject: Just in case...

 

You are not following along perfectly well the “method to my ANYTHING BUTT madness” [sic] was the introduction by your X of your will into evidence back when you know when, when all it could do from the “casual observer’s” standpoint is hurt the “it”.

 

So very important how they used what was a “non-public” document ONLY to say that it contained your home address.

 

So incredibly “lame” when they could have found a whole lot more emails of MINE that were NOT ONLY in the “public domain”, i.e. would not have constituted a “breaking in” of my proprietary database opening up the doorway for the most incredibly “lucrative” civil lawsuit for reasons I shouldn’t have to explain again, but so many other emails contained in addition to your home address a whole more things to suggest I was “abnormal”, even the website www.sellnext.com contained in addition to your exact home address photos of the front of the house.

 

BUT only raising the most “lame ADDRESS complaint” when even with that one document which again was NOT in the “public domain” is what had my antennae going “sky high” much higher than anyone else in that courtroom although of course neither you nor I knew anyone else in the courtroom apart from the people we think we knew-know.

 

There was so much more that the “it” and his “money talks” lawyer could have “hung their hats on” since THEY KNEW they had “stepped over the line”, attorney Ashworth doing a rather excellent job in making them so aware of how they had opened up a “Pandora’s box”.

 

There was or so it appeared, at least to me, and anyone simply READING your will that I could be “portrayed” as so very, very, very “over controlling” given the provision I had you place in a will that EVERYONE knew I had “crafted” that would have everything going to me should either child decide to “question” your judgment.

 

Remember this was all about YOUR JUDGMENT in choosing to be with someone one minute so, very, very, very “out of control” and then the next so EXTRAORDINARILYCONTROLLING” a very “big difference” than being “in control” that would have a judge having to make a “judgment call” so easily if the arguments had been presented in a “daac light” [sic] making a very sick decision not just about your “poor judgment” but my “credibility” as well.

 

A rather ingenious “I win you lose” chess move?

 

King Golden Jr. Esq. has been walking on very “thin ice” ever since February 1991 when he and his bosom buddy Roger W. Robinson who neither you nor the “it” have met visited with Annie and me in my “frugal” surroundings.

 

Without “boring” you with the details of that extraordinarily and very carefully orchestrated meeting in my Santa Monica apartment that had RWR going very silently utterly berserk, again mostly “within” but you know the “eyes are the key to the soul”, King made a point of “sharing” with the “itWHO YOU KNOW are not “soul mates” the name of “our man Roger” who was and remains a master-spy of master spies.

 

Again, it was not just the choice of using YOUR will CRAFTED BY ME that immediately placed the “itNOT TO BE CONFUSED with the word “hit”, in very serious “civil” difficulties but the choice of simply suggesting something so utterly lame that your street address was tantamount to placing your kids “at risk”.

 

Funny how things come around beginning with the “it” describing your relationship as “civil” after just hours before he presented an affadvit telling the court that were nothing short of a “cheap prostitute” bought of by me with a “nothingcabin in the mountains.

 

Funny was not the way I felt once “coming to terms” with what it all meant without having to seek “counsel” from much more sophisticated “spy catchers” you read in fiction novels or in James Bond movies.

 

John Ben is much more than a “flat line” plotter of plotter who chooses very carefully when to come in and go out “with the tide”.

 

You choose to dismiss a number of things about this evil of evil who is in fact to the best of my knowledge much more evil than King and “our man Roger” combined who you may also recall me mentioning visited along with King Ms. Annie George as King needed to CONVINCEour man Roger” that while “our man Roger” couldn’t trust me with all the top-top secret material I had “gathered” over some 15 odd years, he could still trust King who would or so King thought CONVINCE Annie to “give me up”.

 

And we are talking about another very orchestrated visit in Santa Monica at Annie’s offices around 1995 when you and I were in South Africa together.

 

I have no evidence of King or Roger sending out “coded” messages like the “error” email 3 days after filing the baseless and so insidious criminal complaint against me AND YOU that never followed with a “oops, sorry mistake. Danielle was sitting on my laps and as you know shit happens” or sending you well after we were so “generous in our victory” the “teeth” email followed 15 minutes later by the so “civil” soon to be “off with the Gevisser’s head” email.

 

I have no evidence of King or Roger while willing to sacrifice the entire world willing to use any of their children as either a “spear” or “shield” once caught with their “pants down”.

 

I have information that can in fact save the world and it is the same information that will topple people like King and Roger who make it their business to seek out the weakest of the weak WILLING to sacrifice their young and defenseless to “shoot their poison tipped arrows”.

 

Think HELMET and both anger and tears should appear in your eyes.

 

Time for a walk.

 

Please give me David’s number so I can arrange for him to “baby-sit” Pypeetoe tomorrow night and why not have both kids join us!

 

BTW last night when I let Maggie out at around 10:40 when I was about to close down the computer she just disappeared and it was not only cold but raining. I called out and thought about going to look for her but decided not to “invest the emotion” since I figured she had to know what she was doing even if it was to commit suicide. But I was very very worried and stayed awake pretty much all night going out every half hour or so just to the front door and calling out her name but nothing. Then at around 3AM I heard the front door opening, I had left it unlocked, and there was Maggie, totally soaked, FREEZING cold and of course I did more than just place her dirty blanket on top.

 

Love,

 

Gg

 

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