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Ms. Hess - Your
communication below is simply not explicit enough.
If you and your
advisors, since you use the word “we,” meant, “will take action against u” [sic], you obviously feeling the need not
tu spell things out crystal-nacht clear, then you won’t mind if I spell things
out a little better 4 u while sparing you a dime, at a minimum, by my copying
on this email Detective Steele of the San Diego Police as well as the FBI in addition to every fricken person
who may have been responsible for sending me that UNSOLICITED URGENT PROTEST that has my blood still boiling.
My assuming the
Lazarus clan of Durban North, South Africa are digging into their pockets even
if it is just to provide you with unleavened bread helping you seek relief, not
they would lean on u, Excedrin another option?
Feel free to
click on to this MISSING U
hyperlink to c what else is in store 4 those who I believe protest to much.
I am now reminded
of my eldest brother’s poem
THE MIRROR
The night has come again.
The mirror has crept back into the window.
Our mother’s
brother Joe Ash published
AUTHOR ASH
The Third Reich’s crematoriums
With insistence
Burnt
Ghandi’s “Passive Resistance”.
I am now
suggesting the FBI direct my
missives further up the line perhaps in a week or so directly in to the hands
of the Director of the FBI although
quite frankly now would be just fine by me given how methodically I have paved
the way to ensure that no “roadblocks” get placed in the way sumwhat akin in
the corporate world to the NIH
Syndrome as in Not Invented Here, just as I mentioned in the E-mail I sent out yesterday
to my attorney in England, the most honorable Mr.
Of course the
road to hell is not paved with good intentions but with idiots such as yourself
who fail tu c the writing on the wall, and the audacity for us Americans to
complain about Asian drivers, agree?
Furthermore,
depending upon where u sit, nothing quite like this shit to read when taking a crap, hi Lee Selbo,
you will see names of a handful of attorneys spread across the globe who U can contact if “absolution”
is really what you seek, in addition to Mr. JRK during my one week,
Or
So Sabbatical, their
fees ranging I would guess from $250 per hour to those like Mr. JRK whose fee
schedule once I pull “the plug” on his candidate Senator John Kerrey will begin
to approximate mine, $300,000 per hour.
In my haste tu
get out the door on Wednesday and not be late for my lunch date with Mr. JRK at
Rainwaters in downtown San Diego I failed to complete a number thoughts which I
may or may not get to in this missive, but may I suggest if you do nothing else
while pondering your navel over the next week give some thought to the title of
Mr. Epstein’s book, The Diamond
Invention
And u may begin
to understand the workings of the physical world a little better than most, transitioning
into metaphysics tho is not as difficult as many would like to suggest given
the fact that I don’t know of anyone else other than me, at this time, who can
at least explain such matters in ways that any single literate human being on
this planet with an IQ not probably much less than 85 IQ points would
understand, which means very possibly you could become a student of mine, my
fee for you given the incredible boost you have provided me at this time would
be half a penny, not a penny more or a penny less as my incredible mother, Zena
Rosland Ash Gevisser Zulman would say, hi Penny Coelen,
And so say all of
us South Africans,
Or as us Americans
say, 5,6,7,.. who do we appreciate?
First Mr. JRK who
informed me not so long ago that my most indulgent act would be tu think that
the # of people attending my funeral would be other than determined by the
weather, and the second, u know, is believing u can make a difference, and of
course u know by heart at this time that the reasons why people get married are
very selfish butt the act itself is not because it is a giving act and adds
complexity to your life, just ask my wife, Marie.
U also know about
the myth of education, because they learn to talk and sumhow use that as a
substitute for wisdom and they only come out different idiots than what they
went in, but idiots nevertheless.
Tomorrow before I
go on my 1 week or so sabbatical I am supposed to complete my taxes having
promised the IRS that I will be a “good boy” and comply with the rules even
though I don’t owe a dime, bearing in mind that its not class warfare that I am
encouraging by questioning the fairness of the tax system, it’s class welfare I
am questioning and I am a member of the favored class, agree?
As I have said
be4, the only people who should pay taxes are the members of the political
party that win an election, 4 they get more than their taxes back in the form
of economic preferences extorted.
My message is all
about hope and truth, butt it takes sitting quietly in peaceful surroundings to
hear the power of an almighty G-D, remembering it is “Hear O Israel…” not “Look,
my way or the highway” or “Smell my god’s farts” [sic] or “Feel my dik” [sic],
sound being exclusive to planet earth, agree?
And why not “push”
things a little given the fact that when I approach “dark matters” using the
Queen’s English I get deafening silences even from my incredible mother who
only debates people who agree with her, at least since I began to demonstrate
an understanding about “UFOs” as in
Unified Theory
For the inner
workings
Of the universe
beyond Professor
Doctor Rabbi Abner Weiss’ sermons about The Man From Mars which we heard
from the pulpit at the Orthodox Jewish Temple on Silverton Road where it
intersects with Musgrave Road, just a “hop-jump-and-a-scotch” [sic] from where sicko
Gunter “The
Pig” Lazarus used tu live, a floor or so below Dr. Jonathan Beare whose
name incredibly doesn’t appear on your PROTEST list.
I am, thanks tu
u, in the process of speeding up the launch of my book Manager Minute One
disclosing a number of my “Trade Secrets” given to me by an
Since I cannot
recall exactly which person in that stellar group was responsible for wasting
my fricken time, I am now pushing 4 full-on gold with or without the help
of those identified in that URGENT
PROTEST as you all start
hoarding your money thinking that even if this nightmare doesn’t end you will
at least when meeting your maker think He-She will be “turned on” by the color
of your money, that character sumhow will not count for much, agree?
Start counting
your blessings is all I can say at this time thinking yourselves oh so
fortunate if you come back with egg on your face, so think the next time you
order “sunny side up” my reminded of another of my eldest brother’s poems,
IT CHANGED A MOMENT
I swallowed a
swallow
With my breakfast,
As it rose into
the sky.
Just like you,
It changed a
moment…
The moment passed
me by.
Doubtful it was
Not very much is
lost on me and please please please don’t start pitying me, I am well aware of
the good that exists within each and every fricken one of us, the problem is
who has the time to listen to a bunch of whiners like
At 5 :55 PM PST just when I was getting down
spitting this out I was interrupted by a phone call coming in from USA
1-858-244-7600 which I believe is Mr. Tim White, Citicorp’s attorney and as I
was about to answer the phone it went dead, and he left no message?
Oh yes, how could
I forget Trevor Goldberg, which is not tu suggest to
How nuts can
“Hey minis were in and what alternative means were available to us
on weekends other than using our parents’ fancy imported sports cars not quite
lower enough suspension in providing us a bird’s eye view of Zena Gevisser’s
models and every so often we got lucky and came away with nest, full of eggs”
[sic].
The clamp down occurred
when it started to look somewhat shady as Blacks were being incarcerated around
the clock by the likes of Jewish policeman like
So Carol, what
did u know and when did u know it in terms of the focus needed in understanding
why it is that I have managed to get these loud mouthed characters to fricken
keep their traps shut, at this time?
While I may have
a “big mouth” it certainly isn’t any close to being as foul as I suspect the
farts coming out of the Durban North Lazarus and their supporters, although I
did eat a little of my dog’s chicken for lunch yesterday.
I knew I would
eventually remember my “failed student” from Natal University who 4 all I know Trevor
could be hiding out these days in London’s underground, point being the instant
we allow even the minutest “free pass” to a “wrongdoer” we do not only the
wrongdoer a disservice and those ultimately impacted as the “evil ones” get
more courageous with each miniscule rise in their testosterone levels but worst
of all we start the process of setting aside space within our brains that once
“short-circuited” are all butt impossible to fire up, much like a light bulb
which you know is simply a “charged filament” encased in a sealed glass tube,
and of course u have heard of a vacuum tube which is not me suggesting that u
should have your tubes tied, u okay?
Now of course one
could possibly overcome even a frontal lobotomy with heavy enough dosages of
prescription drugs which of course our media people are quite the experts at
thanks in so small measure to my incredible ingenious mother, Zena Gevisser,
who, however, made it her business to steer the likes of the top foreign
pharmaceutical conglomerates operating in South Africa in a “positive direction”
the best example of her exemplary work was in stopping I believe it was Smith
and Nephew from being the first into the South Africa market offering “skin
lighteners” to an ever increasing black population being blasted on packaging
and over the airwaves that “White is Right”, Zena Gevisser much like
Yes you got it
right, once our great President George W. Bush and his inner circle get with
the program of what is it about the “prospects” in South Africa these days that
has the likes of Gunter “The Pig” Lazarus’ son and his still-living brother
Bernard Lazarus so “Gung
Ho” on doing
business in the Casino mentality of South Africa, then u can bet your bottom
dollar my ad campaign, INFORMERS WANTED will be a more welcomed distraction 4 all the peoples’ of
South Africa than say Babes Watch, agree?
And remember my
target audience is folks with no more than 85 IQ points at this time, in time
with advances in technology I might be able to communicate my message to those
with possibly IQ points of 75, my point being that eventually even Trevor
Goldberg will agree to pay me at least one United States penny, so help me with
the math would u.
I am on a roll and
with little time to waste no possibility of checking this email for at least
another 7 days so I could very easily make a mistake even with a simple
computation like multiplying 1 cent by 6.3 billion people on this planet taking
out the 63 odd with IQs less than 85 points which would put it seems sum $63
million in our coffers, and of course I have thought about the cost of the
certificates, and ink jets, along with the wear and tear on the laser printers
as well as on those days when the sun doesn’t shine my having tu use
electricity coming off the public electricity grids, and no doubt there are
incidentals that I have not thought of that could reduce that number quite
significantly, one example being someone puts a bullet absolutely square
between my eyes using say the same caliber gun that Israeli Special Forces from
Flotilla 13 use when taken out the enemy from at times a mile away, point being
if there is the possibility of just one neuron firing in my brain that will
prevent the co-executors of my estate who have the most to gain by me being
killed better yet declared mentally insane then there is also the real possibility
that sum folks may decide to be a little more generous with their hard earned
money, agree?
It appears that
it was Bernard Lazarus, Norman Lazarus’
father, The Deceased Pig’s brother, who got that URGENT PROTEST to gather steam much like I heard Bernard
once did when sending letters out to the Durban Jewish community warning them sum
30+ years ago of the “Communist Nelson Mandela.”
Now I have not
confirmed the substance of this letter although my mother once did mention something
about it, not that came up on that infamous train ride between Zurich,
Switzerland and Kitzbuel, Austria since my mother at the time was very much “solution
oriented”
and she saw no solution to dealing with the vulgarities of the Lazarus clan
short of violence which was not part of her vocabulary then.
Again that “Chinese
look” photo u c in the previous hyperlink is the only “bad” photo of my mother,
my mother seeing the empowerment of women the only way “to turn the tables”.
To understand the
genius of Zena Gevisser u have come to grips with a number of things, the first
being how had she been born say 50 years later what a difference she would have
been able to make to the world gone stark raving crazy, men such as Newell
Starks who I now have in my “cross hairs” perhaps beyond the reach of my
incredible mother who saved many lost souls, giving them far more than hope the
results of her actions imbedding the IMPORTANCE OF BEING A
WOMAN as much on the men she came into contact with as with the women, the biggest
problem being, however, that my mother “burned out” at age 40, preparing tho
each one of us siblings 4 her death from the youngest of ages, another of her
poignant comments, “A mind a terrible thing to lose” not exactly lost on me,
and remember now I can compute at least as well as Poli-Pollak the Democratic
Party New Poster Boy, my willing tu say it is possible he would score higher
than me on both an IQ test, me comfortable with 100 points as well as on an
Emotional Intelligence test, the problem though there are no prescribed
standards for quantifying Emotional deprived human beings such as the Sperm
Donor.
Granted, u obviously
think, more, about your spouse, I am assuming u r the more female, then my wife
or I feel about her former husband but which one of u feel more in terms of
being a Lazarus clan co-dependant?
Getting back to
that supposed letter Bernard Lazarus sent out that in my mind may have been
geared toward lynching Nelson Mandela had he been released by the Nationalist
Nazi Party authorities running South Africa with an Iron-fist from the time the
State of Israel was formed back in 1948, getting harder with each passing
moment, the iron-fist, that is, nice to see The Pig’s and Bernard’s certified financial
statements for each one of those 40 odd years something my incredible father
asked of his step-mother related to The Pig’s wife after his father passed away
when Jenny Gevisser would come whining that she couldn’t afford to live on the
stipend left to her by my father’s amazing father who had unfortunately come
under the spell of this very very wicked woman, smart enough, however, this
witch despite the short-circuitry in her brain not to once ever comply with my
father’s request, because possibly she knew that lurking in the background, off
the radar screen, was this one Gevisser grandson, a very proud Yank, who the
moment he got his hands on her “certified” financial statement it would have been
“lights out” for possibly every single one of the top dogs operating in Durban,
South Africa, in violation, at a minimum, of being without a leash, ferreting
out the dirt on these bastards, akin to playing in a sand box?
As long as u can
think outside of the box, not that u should feel boxed in, oh so u r thinking
of being shipped off to Wiveslicombe, u understand even with the extension now
complete there will at some point be a limit to how many ex-Jewish South
Africans can take refuge with my mother and step-father,
Even one of my
most ardent adversaries at this time has to be chuckling rather loudly at least
to himself, Mr. King Golden Jnr. Esq. who has met all members of my immediate
family, an invited guest at my sister Kathy Gevisser’s wedding to David
Danziger which took place in Professor Doctor Rabbi Abner Weiss’ residence in
Beverly Hills, knows first hand how “stiletto like” I am the instant I get my
hands on a financial document such as a balance sheet to mention little of how
preparers of such documents suddenly implode into a heap of tears at times be4
I get the opportunity to toss a coin, deciding who goes first, and despite Mr.
Golden these days having his own series of short-circuits the result of my more
recent knuckleballs thrown his way, the best yet to come, he will remember the
day the controller of Epilady USA sat in tears in our “jerry rigged” offices
aways from the yoyos “playing business” with an enterprise valued by the likes
of Merrill lynch in excess of $500 million when million dollar bonuses handed
out to each one of these yoyos just months earlier meant real money, i.e. half
a million dollars back in the mid to late 1980s could have bought someone the
best built 6 unit fully completed apartment-condominium project in west Los
Angeles.
King Golden Jnr.
Esq. and I were quite a team once I had him focused on the “end game”, his very
poor Roman Catholic conditioning eventually, however, caught up with him, as it
did it seems so many who were raised in the 50s and 60s not just here in the
United States but throughout the western world, a fixation on sex without the
necessary grounding, again part of the Spirituality course u will be receiving for
your 1/2 penny, no more, no less.
It is how we r taught
the basics in the too most important areas Science and Math which causes a good
number of us to opt out leaving testosterone clad folks, i.e. mostly men to “railroad”
their place into the record books, a good example is John D. Rockefeller who
were it not for a one incredibly courageous woman by the name of Ida Tarbell could
have done more to break the spirit of all Americans of that generation leading
us today tu be under Nazi rule, many would argue that is exactly what we are
facing these days as the world goes topsy turvy, but have u noticed still how
much laughter there is in the air, enough to warm the cockles of any aching
heart, there though only so much that one incredible pump can do and when one
considers the burdens being placed these days on those households who pretty
much carry all the load for those phatsos who have got so fricken piggish going
from one trough to the next playing it so fricken cutesy given their command
not simply of science and mathematics but equally important human nature one
can understand why my incredible parents, most of all my mother, being perhaps
the most well-informed person on the planet had only one wish when I had one
million dollars “socked away” in “safe keeping” that I would open an ice-cream
parlor, instead I decided to follow in her footsteps and become a “cowboy.”
My reminded of
another of my eldest brother’s blank verses-poems:
COWBOY LAMENT
I’ve grown lonely
in the saddle
Since my horse died.
The Essakow
family from Durban and our family as close as any operating in such a
dysfunctional environment where greed and jealousy rank supreme wondering how
just one little conversation between the matriarch of the family, Norma Essakow
and me on November 8th 2000, the day of the Presidential elections
that had George W. Bush swooping into the White House by nothing more than “a
nose”, could have so many ramifications, bearing in mind I don’t know of too
families that were closer than the Essakows and Lazarus clan, this being one of
the very few remaining mysteries, that may never be unlocked?
Again Mr. King
Golden Jnr. Esq. and his closest female friend in the world Ms. Valerie Schulte
Esq. an attorney with the National Association of Broadcasters know perfectly
well I had everything to do with George W. Bush getting the necessary votes even
though I had no idea of actually how close it would get, the calls beginning
with Norman Essakow telling me “to vote your conscience… we need Joe ‘Scal Cap’
Lieberman in the White House, blah blah” [sic] which led me to first call King
and Valerie who were glued to the TV set in Valerie’s house in Georgetown as
the media called “Florida Gore” and the rest was easy thanks in no small
measure to Fred Deluca whose buddy’s in the Justice Department during the
Clinton Administration got him “off the hook” did nothing short of “returning
the favor” my getting maximum leverage out of the trip I made back in December
1996 visiting with Fed and his goons in his Fort Lauderdale enclave, hi Fred
and yes George W. Bush should thank you and so should every single fricken person
on this planet, and yes one of these days I plan to come calling on you as well
as Dr. Jonathan Beare to give generously, to your heart’s content, and then sum
until it really hurts and then I will know u have found G-D.
Now for those of
u unfamiliar with the subway sandwich shop, well Fred is the founder, keeping pretty
much everything to himself and his one partner or so the story goes, Dr.
Associates the name you see at the bottom of each of Subway’s commercials
houses Fred’s “crown jewels” and of course it is not the $100 million odd he
takes out each year for the past G-D only knows how many years that I have my
sights set on, it is his “intellectual property” and no I could care less about
his trademarks, or his ownership of the Subway master franchise it is Fred’s
smarts that I plan not to own but rather harness the same with Dr. Jonathan
Beare, the best and brightest never want to feel owned by anyone, which again
is why there is nothing to this worldwide conspiracy that keeps so many folks
up at night imploding just at the moment they reach the pinnacle of their
success, choosing to opt out and play the fricken boring game of chess to
mention little of what golf can do, one day I suspect someone will come along
and make it interesting by squaring off the holes on the putting green and then
creating obstacle courses like one sees in steeplechase racing, then again there
is putt-putt, i.e. miniature golf.
It takes one to
know one and the same in certain ways can be said about G-D a word I am really
not that comfortable in using despite using His name a lot these days, but
there can be no other way to describe what it is that I know, not what I
believe, I believe very little, my entire makeup is pure science-mathematics,
observing perhaps a little better than others being allowed possibly because I
was the youngest of 4 to explore and when I pulled things apart I was never
once scolded, moreover I was only encouraged ever so gently to simply “try
harder”, such a simple phrase, much like “Take care” but for some reason “Try
harder” resonates better than anything I know, whoever it was from Avis Rent A
Car who nailed down that sucker is someone I want on my team, the game is team
work and one has to be able to play hard in order to work hard, those who play
by the rules who don’t cut corners no matter what, no matter how idiotic the
rules are, no matter how rigged the system are the ones I now seek, and there
are going to be mouths to feed for this gravy train is fast approaching “standstill”,
there being no one “risk assessment” expert on the planet that can explain at
this time why the financial markets have not reached “grid lock” and without
getting into the knitty gritty my being able to debate any single person on
this planet as to why they don’t have the slightest clue what they are talking about,
I can assure you there is a clear cut way out of this mess and it begins first
and foremost with doing nothing but telling the whole truth and nothing but the
truth.
And of course I
can cut out all the “butts” and “penises’” and then where would that leave us other
than glued like Valerie and King to their TV sets possibly both of them on
their hands and knees praying to some fricken virgin to get them out of this
hell, my simply projecting a little forward at this time, my ability to move “back
and forth” with ease a function of my command of mathematics and science that
positions me at this time to play what can perhaps best be described as a chess
game which comes down to numbers and applying probabilities to each and every
move, sticking with the ones that have the most likely outcome and then going “back
and forth” until exactly what, when your opponent farts and screws up your
train of thought?
It is quite
pitiful to watch all these fricken experts whether they be coaches, or talking
heads on TV throwing out all sorts of statistics that they think makes them
look so smart which of course they are geniuses and so are the rest of us
especially those of us who realize that one of the reasons we are here on this
planet is to procreate which requires we have sex and finding a mate is
something again that doesn’t require one being a rocket scientist one just has
to be good in bed and remember guys, women are by nature far better at mathematics
which requires problem solving than men who are single dimensional and although
us guys may score better on average than the gals only because of the fricken
boring way science and math is taught all geared toward keeping women from
being the best they can be such woman i.e. Those not testosterone clad the last
thing they want to fricken hear is sum fricken yoyo talking numbers which is
why right now I am all alone with in The Cave with my dog, the front door
locked because I lost the key about 2 years ago, the garage door now serving as
my front door that has been unlocked day in and day out ever since no matter
the climatic conditions outside, in fact were it not for the dust that blows in
when the winds come from the North I would have kept the garage doors fully open
allowing whoever came in while I was on my first trip to Peru back in early
2002 easy access, taking only photocopies of the “smoking gun evidence” I have
in my possession of the blah blah…to have entered “freely” without busting the
pitiful lock on the back door that could have just been opened by the person-s
simply nudging the door ever so gently, a sawn off arm at the shoulder would
have been just perfect, leaving no possible trace elements other than to send
me a message “We know what you are up to” them knowing of course all they had
in their possession were photo copies, them thinking, u might think, that
somehow I would buckle under the pressure and agree to a Settlement Agreement
that would take me back exactly where I was back in December 1967, my having
learned everything I needed to know if in fact my incredible mother saw fit
that I should die the richest person in the grave, although it would take a few
more years before I mastered all four elements of the business world, i.e. Insurance, Real-estate, Stocks, Bonds and Clothing so that well be4 I finished high
school my focus had become finding someone rich to marry, believing that the
only way I could make a whole lot of money was to “play the game” and the game
I best liked to play with the man who taught me everything about the one
industry my mother understood but was so preoccupied with other stuff leaving
it to
To catch a thief
is an Oscar winning movie I don’t think I have seen but I do know that Natalie Wood
was one of the stars. She was a regular customer of
Now a lot of what
I am saying at this time may seem sumwhat “out of kilter” but u have tu
understand a little bit more about how my mind works, going back to the chess
game where if I were to play the world champion player assuming it is not a
computer it wouldn’t take me more than a few moves or too to work out how to
beat my opponent whether a man or a woman and lets just assume for the moment
he is
Which brings me
back to those human birds Fred Deluca was trying to feed me back on New Years
Day 1977 after he saw first hand that although I have never once to the very
best of my recollection ever hit anyone with a bared fisted hand, I used to box
against
Understand tho,
if someone is 1/64th of an inch shorter than me at full stretch,
bearing in mind sum think I have curvature of the spine, I consider them a
superflyweight 4 sum reason my thinking that because I have pretty strong legs I
could kick my way out of trouble after first jumping into Fred’s moat to escape
his man-eating sharks, Fred tho, possibly concerned that he might be forced to
leave the neighborhood my voice possibly reaching my wife decided to duck out
of the house, Marie at the time was my “travel companion” who although making
fun of my “stick-like” legs which they r when compared to hers, a born and bred
fricken French-Canadian downhill skiing freak, who reeks odor cologne, would
have put too and too together got hold of either
My thinking at
this time that when serving the folks from the Wetherly Capital Group with an “out
of this world” lawsuit in addition to each one of them getting at least one
Epilady I throw in a couple of GrubbyGrub and GirlieGarb.com tee-shirts or
simply having them choose from an order sheet which t-shirt design they would
like in terms of style, color, fabrication, size and most of all which of our
expressions will help them best address their sins, my thinking at this time
that for Ms. Vicky “Sticky” Schiff the one that best suits her without a doubt
is Marie’s expression,
When the dialogue becomes too
monologues it is the beginning of the end.
4 Dan Weinstein,
and yes I must remember to try and get hold of 4 epiladys, he would probably
just love,
Moved
Off
Balance
By
Educatied
Diks [sic].
This fricken nincompoop
if it weren’t for the horrific implications of the corruption he was
responsible for “spearheading” could get a job being anyone’s jester although I
suspect those jobs are hard to come by these days, would you agree, Ms. Hess?
Ms. Hess, I am
assuming u and/or your advisors are not thinking that Israel is going to
continue to allow Jewish rogues or otherwise to simple pass through its borders
collecting Israeli citizenship and a passport to boot like she has been doing
since going back, yes to the time the State of Israel was founded and yes in my
opinion, David Ben Gurion should have put a stop to that nonsense the moment we
beat the crap out of those Brits who dared hold us “in check” in the final days
of the War of Independence, the instant u turn a blind eye it becomes a
spirally path toward hell, hell here on earth all 4 the taking those who choose
to “cut corners.”
The signs
beginning with the magnificent Star of David says it all, in so many ways, one
must always work from the edges staying as far off the radar screen as is
humanely possible constantly looking 4 higher ground, willing tho to get low
and if need be very dirty, without tho having to soil one’s hands, bearing in
mind one simply needs to get a grip on the meaning of life, our ZQuestion is
one starting point, but there are many ways to reach Spirituality, it takes
though hard work along with Hard Play which can only come about when one has
mastered one’s ABCs, and it is not enough to simply
When u have seen
as I have the very best of the best and worst of the worst, their being no
worse person I have ever met than my wife’s first husband which to some may beg
many questions, par tho for the course I have traveled on 4 sum time, sum
things I can explain rather well some things best left unsaid, and besides I am
now getting tired, despite my having taken several hours to hang out by the
beach with my dog who is now done for the day, the time just going on 1:30 AM
PST and tomorrow, Saturday, the start of my one week sabbatical, my still
wanting to rise early today and get off to a bright fresh start.
And all this Ms.
Hess because u left out the letter “U” silly u, hey?
I am reminded at
this time of another of my eldest brother’s poems-blank verses:
REMEMBERED
And in the
morning,
He will be
remembered
By his dog,
As she passes the
last post.
Not to forget there
are the yoyos from Arden Realty so fricken cocky as they “rode into town” willing
to take “center stage” as they got to see upfront all the boys and girls wanting
their “shot at the brass ring”, the Wetherly Capital Group simply a lobbyist
organization “cloaked” by way of incredibly pitiful window dressing into a
supposedly financial services company which even if they had complied with all
the SEC regulations in a timely basis would have meant exactly diddly, their undoing
some may feel more comfortable in putting it down to them simply being “unlucky”
to have had someone such as myself “knocking on their door” as opposed to say “An
Act of G-D”, G-D-Nature is nothing more than DNA, and nothing less, and then
sum.
So maybe assuming
I get to sleep be4 2:30AM PST today, my now watching the clock very closely as
I still have quite a bit to say wanting to tho to get this out of the way given
all my commitments later in the day, first thing I will go to a local Subway
and test out their fresh oven baked bread and then give Fred a call, although I
no longer have his personal telephone numbers, but I am sitting on a judgment
against Sunmed, a company he helped get “kick started” be4 his “consultants”
started to mess with it, there being absolutely no evidence, however, that Fred
himself had directed these yoyos to play it “fast and loose”, at the same time
they may have got their “cue” from how Fred had amassed such incredible wealth
starting out with just sum $2,000 in his back pocket which I think he borrowed
or part, so this “Cinderella” story goes, me just not one to believe everything
I read, agree?
Unless of course I
know a thing or too about its source, the key to happiness is lots and lots and
lots of truth, truth and only the truth with no buts or excuses and to fricken
leave the
If I knew exactly
what a lark was and of course I could go onto the internet to find out what I
suspect is some type of bird, then I 4 1 would be able say such words, 4 that
is truly how I feel, it is my truth, I cannot tell u how u really feel nor do I
care to because only u really know that is why the word “truth” is so important
4 it is so difficult to define, but each of us knows exactly who we are and
that is why when we say the too words, “I am” that is one truth, and when we
see something beautiful, a cloud formation, a bird sitting atop a cookie, a
beautiful song, or just reading words about love conquering evil it can take
one’s breath away?
It takes tho a
leap of faith when one considers all the evil that is out there but faith at
this time is all most people have other than what each of us knows in our
heart, again, we go back to the words, “I am” which is not about “me, me, me” but
something a whole lot deeper, again as in the deep breath we take when we see
real beauty, such beauty coming from deep within, a second truth, the breath
each one of us takes when finding true love, and then there is the 3rd
truth we know of which brings us back yet again to the too words, “I am” the
first words coming out of G-D when He-She said, “I am the Lord thy G-D, G-D is 1.”
Another day
another time I might do a far better job in explaining the pure mathematics
that provide me with absolute proof of an
My still having
not figured out why Fred Deluca couldn’t have seen to it that his very special
guests on New Years Day 1997 didn’t have at least this piping hot fresh oven
baked bread with the most pitiful pressed meats that I wouldn’t serve to my dog
but then again I don’t know of a human being on this fricken planet including
me that has a better diet than Pypeetoe, often looking at me before chomping
down on prime rib steak $12 a pound as if questioning how good the steak can be
if I am not joining him, our dialogues having not yet got to the point of my
explaining to him that I am simply not into eating as much meat as I used to,
which is a good thing otherwise the too co-executors of my estate would not
have to be thinking about conspiring to have me declared mentally insane my
wife would simply order a limo, and toss me in the back, and to prove how
fricken strong she is would probably do so with one hand tied behind her back and
if I were to ask her if she would also tie her one leg after wrapping it over
her shoulder she might think I was wanting to have sex with her in which case,
she might grant me a reprieve, possibly, 4 no more than a week.
So Carol where r
we going with all this?
Focus for the
time being on
Sum
Things
Are
Built tTOo
Last.
Evolution?
Fred Deluca in
many ways is the mirror image of Dr. Jonathan which brings me to the source of
this information about Bernard Lazarus wanting to “Hang” Nelson Mandela, which
of course should come as no surprise, I seem to recall quite well my own mother
sharing the very same sentiments, my mother’s frame of reference quite
different thou to the likes of Bernard Lazarus in that first of all my mother
kept her comments on such a subject to herself simply believing that anyone who
takes a life should pay with their life and there were so-called “soft targets”
who died as a result of Nelson Mandela’s acts to “shake up” the system geared
toward destroying the “will to survive”, no more, no less, were the policies of
the Apartheid regime, and those who point the finger at the British and want to
go back in time, I say to them “come on down and lets get it on!”
In the words of
my now deceased friend Irving Cooper, “U r nothing but a bunch of chicken shits”
who want it all to nothing, growling as u lick your chops thinking that a
bigger stomach will attract more flies from the other carcasses as the masses “unload”
making it that much quicker be4 u meet your maker, think again, you fricken
idiots, where exactly do u suspect G-D is planning on taking an inventory of u,
that maybe G-D is in fact on this very earth, right this very moment watching each
and every one of us as we go about beating up our spouses, cheating on our
girlfriends, making fast talk with a pretty waiters thinking that if he-she doesn’t
fall for your ploy nothing gained, nothing lost, but wait there is Newton’s
first principle, that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction,
nothing is gained nor is it lost, there u go, feeling all warm and fuzzy again,
but think again, are we talking about a non-vacuum environment such as within
SpaceShip Earth or perfect vacuum environment such as within Deep Space?
Things start to
get a little fuzzy when one fails every so often to take deep breaths, and of
course sleep deprivation affects even my dog, agree?
We know, at least
we can assume with a high degree of certainty that Dr. Jonathan Beare is not
having sex with dead people and to the best of my knowledge Bernard Lazarus is
still into women can it be that Dr. Jonathan Beare who is not a medical doctor
but a physicist would be impressed with the Lazarus’ pitiful money, which is
why he hangs out with them?
My guess is that
this Lazarus clan with all their international holdings combined are probably worth
no more than a measly $3 billion, and over the course of time today, tomorrow,
perhaps no more than a week from now Jonathan Beare is going to be provided
with “smoking gun evidence” that if I had wanted to be a “pig at the
trough” it would have been easy pickens, nor would I have needed T. Boone
Pickens to finance me either, and of course in “buying them out” I wouldn’t have
taken their spot below Jonathan in that rocket shaped building on Musgrave Road
just a “hop-jump-and-a-scotch” [sic] away from our Orthodox Jewish Temple where
the Lazarus clan “held fort” while the likes of Professor Doctor Rabbi Abner
Weiss in order to communicate with the likes of me and my mother had to use
imagery in his sermons about men coming from mars in fear not of BOSS,
Merrick Wolman,
you fricken idiot, but those who made the job of the Bureau Of Secret Service so fricken easy having the likes of the Lazarus clan
keeping the rest of the yoyos in mostly fricken silent prayer, rocking back and
forth, agree?
A good number of
us youngsters growing up distracted by whether the cost of Neil Gould cutting
our hair would keep pace with inflation so as to be in compliance with the
Jewish day school rules where the despicable Lazarus clan maintained their full
“command and control” positioning, is what life pretty much was all about
growing up in pitiful Durban, South Africa, and hoping to feel girls’ tits,
agree?
Sidebar to
Suffice to say should Ms. Vicky “Sticky”Schiff or anyone whether or
not associated with her former employer Stor America or current hangout, the
Wetherly Capital Group contact you again and that includes inside as well as
outside counsel, may I suggest, this time, u act real smart and do one of three
things:
One, tell them either to go to hell, i.e. they should continue what
they are doing filling up “negative space” on this amazing canvas known as
Planet Earth gifted tu each one of us by an
Second, contact the local chapter not of a trade union associated
with the Wetherly Capital Group but rather the FBI and why not first begin
using the email address above.
Final option, again just my suggestion, place a call or even try
sending an email to Mr.
Vicky, I am about to
be told for the second time to turn my computer off… gateway… I expect a “welcoming committee”
although I will be happy if John, the chauffer, shows up and doesn’t have tu wait
to long for us
tu clear customs.
There are a number of things I wish to
communicate tu u at this late hour. Suffice to say, however, as emissary to
lost souls and disturbed spirits feel free tu contact Mr.
Jeffrey R. Krinsk, and don’t
even think to yourself that he is sum kind of jerk, who will act as a conduit
to put you in touch
with capable counsel.
Our respective father’s played on the same rugby team and our paths have crossed more than
most and you have to be asking yourself a whole lot more when looking in the
mirror than the one I suggest in first helping people get into “real-ty check”,
the “How many coincidences does it take be4 it is no longer a co-incidence?”,
and the fact that u may not have “asked” to be placed in a position where u r
now having to “choose sides” may at first be quite discomforting but in the end
the truth will set u free.
Make
no mistake I am counting on absolutely no one other than those who I trust
implicitly and at this time your deafening silences speak volumes about how
certain I am in terms of my computations about how many will in fact make it
through to the “Promised Land.”
Art
was your forte and how and why it came about that u would end up selling real
estate is anyone’s guess but I make it my business never to guess, knowing that
each of us are gifted certain things at birth and that it is up to our “caregivers”
who don’t necessarily have to be our biological parents to guide us to make
right decisions, and how it comes about that sum kids get the right guidance
and others don’t all boils down to numbers, and it is very much a numbers game,
and there is a reason for everything and right now I am simply to tired to
think beyond what I have written and sum might argue I have written to much at
this time, but I fear not.
Tomorrow
will be another day and so will the next whether or not we stand shoulder to
shoulder I am certain of where I am headed next but I cannot speak for u or
anyone else, only u know who u r, and what sort of life u would want your kid
to grow up hearing about, my version of the truth or the pitiful excuses that
abound everywhere these days, a time for living, a time for dying, a time for
peace, no time, u just have tu trust me, 4 the wicked, it is endless.
At
this time u, Paul and most of all Shaun would be
welcome to drop by and say hello to us either at our beach house located at 227
27th Street or come this February 15th right next door at
219 27th Street which as I mentioned previously this spot is going
to be the world headquarters of Manager
Minute One.
And of course there will be no “handouts” but folks with your G-D
given talent and worldly experience would feel very much at home in our very
warm surroundings, the same with you
Sidebar to Roger W. Robinson:
Should Ms. Leslie
Stahl the Lilly-white-wheaty-eating correspondent for 60
Minutes contact you once again may I suggest you let her know a little
bit more about you including the fact that your male best friend, Mr. King
Golden Jnr. Esq is as left of left as it gets, that while you sat in the “pound
seats” of power during President Reagan’s first term in office where intelligence
and counterintelligence agents such as Hanssen &
Ames got up to “know good” [sic] Mr. King Golden Jnr. Esq. was general counsel
for Science Applications International Corporation [SAIC] which he would on occasion,
as you well know, refer to as an
“Offense Contractor… the more secrets we share the less likely we will
be to send our ‘best and brightest’ into ‘harms way’, blah blah” [sic],
No surprise that the likes of Senator John Kerry and Congressional
Medal of Honor winner former Senator
Bob Kerry get all choked up when discussing their valor military service,
there being goodness in everyone, the dead tho never really resting as revealed
in the “eyes” of even the most wicked who will weep, at times, and why my
step-grandmother Jenny
Gevisser cannot and must not be forgiven for “turning a blind eye” to the truth,
finding out from a relative who may have himself played it not all that “straight”
having survived the Holocaust while every single other member of the family who
chose not to take the outstretched hand of my incredible grandfather Issy
Gevisser was murdered by the Nazis all of whom remain very much a part of each
and every single one of us or so it seems to me, the likes of Rabbis Dennis
Prager and Abner Weiss incapable or so it seems of responding to what would
seem rather easy questions, in the words of many a good attorney, “Who knew
what and when did they know it?”
Roger, this is, not to suggest that someone in your PR department didn’t
make the first move asking to have
someone sexy and appealing to undecided voters such as Ms. Stahl interview you
although I was so shocked to see your good looking face on TV I simply cannot
recall whether in fact it was Ms. Stahl doing the interview perhaps, it was
none other than
My reminded at
this time of another of my eldest brother’s poems,
NO VOICE
A grave has no
voice.
Old blood is not
wet.
It will happen
again…
When our children
forget!
I hold out an
olive branch just at this time extending it all the way to the doors of the
Wetherly Capital Group letting them know, however, they have no choice at this
time, it is going to be my way or the superhighway with its light speed causing
them the worst type of short-circuitry only someone like
Stonehenge II is
where I plan to hang out at this time although I don’t really know exactly what
move I will be playing next but if u have been paying attention to what I have
had to say you would know I mostly just “hang out” waiting for my adversaries
to simply implode, and you
None of u can say
“I was not alerted”
certainly not any member of my immediate family.
Within minutes
from arriving at Rainwaters on Wednesday I received notice that Mr. JRK had to
cancel our lunch meeting which didn’t prevent me from ordering everything my
dog looked at on the menu that had him wagging his tail, although I decided
since Mr. JRK came across as so incredibly genuine to eat at sumwhat lower
priced 5 Star restaurant only Pypeetoe’s lunch will be charged to Finkelstein
& Krinsk.
I never saw the
movie Tail wagging the dog with, I think, Dustin Hoffman, but don’t hesitate tu
let me know or have whoever assisted you et al in your “non-response-response”
give us your views of how the world really works, ok?
Ms. Hess, your
“war” declaration reminded me so much of Wall Street Analyst Melissa Grant who after emailing me something along what you
have been tossing my way as of late suddenly went oh so very quiet, that
“Melissa” hyperlink should give you et al something to chew on, for if nothing
else it shows you how very very careful I am in “peacing” [sic]
things together, so easy to destroy all the good that is out there, requiring
therefore a rather delicate touch, the almighty powerful folks at Citicorp a
whole lot more sophisticated than the Durban North Lazarus clan of South
Africa, perhaps just this very moment Thomas
Stephens Esq. the best of the best “hostile takeover” attorneys on the
planet coming to terms that when I mean business I mean business, their
decision to bring “back to life” a “wrecking ball” like Mr. Newell Starks as
chairman of the board of one of Citicorp’s “Holy owned” [sic] subsidiaries may
not sound like much to you given the fact that I believe you have your head-s
so far buried up your anuses butt to my ever increasing inner-circle of lets
just call them “friends” such communications, although at this time very much
“one sided” say a whole lot about WHY
IT IS that there is
such deafening silences out there particularly amongst the media folk whose
business you would think is ferreting out the truth?
And surely you
know a thing or too about business models to understand how important “growing
markets” are particularly to folks on Wall Street who look for “good
news” to share with the masses of “brain dead” individuals enough out there
to fill exactly WHAT?
Yes, there you go
even you can be possibly cured, the “bad news” gets shared with their “friends”
and why it is that people like
And remember even
if you delete this email, I have strong evidence, not as good evidence that
just our one website www.nextraterrestrial.com
remains on track to be the number one website on the planet, but pretty good
nevertheless that at least 1 out 10 people who receive my emails have them
stored sumwhere on their computer networks which is not tu say that number
won’t drop as folks like the FBI begin to cast their “fishing net.”
Yes, Ms. Hess the
days of so-called sophisticated financial wheel dealing where the likes of Sandy Weill
Citicorp’s former CEO and Chairman of the Board and one-time partner of “my
buddy” Arthur Carter playing “toughies” one minute and then Mr. “Nice Guy” the
next are fast drawing to a close, agree?
Arthur who is also
a client of my eldest brother doesn’t even has his first name appearing in that
previous hyperlink displaying the “philanthropy” of Mr. Weill and back again we
go to the question not so much of whether “Black hands lay white eggs” given
this “God eat God” [sic] society of ours but why we shouldn’t never ever ever
buy into conspiracy theories of their being this world order of Jews,
Christians. Muslims, Roman Catholics blah blah in sum sort of conspiracy when
too peas in a pod like
Leading me into 6
of my brother’s poem-s-blank verse-s from Cunning Linguist
RELATIVE
A stone to an ant,
Is as a mountain to a man;
It reflects Time
In the shadow of a Day.
11th COMMANDMENT
Nobody
Is permitted
To use me
Without
The prior consent
Of the
Soul Operator
Himself
THE PERFECT MARRIAGE
A part
Yet apart
Like
Compartments
On a train
Each one apart
Yet
A part
Of the train.
FROM A PASSERBY
An empathetic tear
From a passerby,
May speak more volumes
Than your kinfolks’ cry.
FRIENDSHIP
I like that person
Not because I can
Find myself in her,
But, because I can
Lose myself in her.
And the best,
LOVE
Torn between
The Promise
And the Threat
Stands Love.
Good Day –
Fri-Day.
The Rattlesnake
Ps- Again any changes will
appear in green.
