From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, July 17, 2007 11:58 PM
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Subject: Marcia hello - earlier I sent you a relatively large email that
had several photos. Please let me know if you did not receive it.
And once
you get thinking more about diamond currency price fixed by the mafia of mafia
your mind begins to wonder in all different directions thinking first about how
very different your life would be had you known as much as me when I was just a
very young kid left to figure it all out pretty much on my own given how the
most trusted Jewish people knew that the most trusted of us Jewish and
non-Jewish people were murdered by the DAAC Nazis.
And to
“speak ill of the dead” we were all told was not a “good thing” which was one
of the first “tell tale” signs which led me to at least believe I could still
totally trust my mother who was not talking much while letting me know in no
uncertain terms that all the people she knew of importance were all dead, and
of course she would smile and make a joke of it.
Those who
know don’t talk. Those who don’t know do most of the nonsense talking because
those who know don’t talk unless it is to deceive.
The idea
that Murdoch would pay any attention to a board set up to protect the WSJ’s
editors from his “Money Power” is comical since it assumes the current editors
are more independent than Murdoch who is at least an interesting character
albeit totally corrupt and at the same time maybe more or less corrupt than the
current owners who we know are all corrupt.
The total
collapse of the world’s capital and financial markets is not imminent for it
has already begun as each person I “touch” is forever changed with the
knowledge of DAAC’s corruption which is not simply the corruption of
corruptions but the extent of the corruption is significantly greater than your
very worst nightmare.
You may
have already picked up on my commentaries regarding the total collapse of two
Bear Sterns hedge funds which really doesn’t amount to anything but a United
States Treasury Department PR piece promoting United States Dollars.
So long as
there is this $ sign that can be clearly seen that is all the 3 Branches of the
United States Government, the Federal Reserve and the U.S. Treasury are
interested in apart from of course the rest of the world fearing our military
that has them still willing to accept our worthless-fictitious so very bloodied
DeBeers-Dollars.
You do
understand perfectly well that we could end all the violence in both
Afghanistan and Iraq in 24 hours or less were we interested in the least in
stopping the civil war which not only creates refugee crisis in neighboring
states that allows our industrial-military-complex to produce stellar business
plans out in to the foreseeable future but
with the sectarian violence creating so much bloody noise as well as people
fearful of venturing out of their homes we control the “purse strings”, making
certain that whichever of our tyrants is the figurehead they understand
perfectly well that all pricing is to be in U.S. Dollars or “off with their
heads”.
You do also
understand there is not an international trader “worth their salt” who doesn’t
also understand perfectly well what I am spelling out in simple English and
that includes of course each and every senior member of the DAAC who knows they
can count on the Ted Kennedys and Hilary Clintons as well as all the right
wingers and all those in between, all one and the same, just a bunch of
nonsense talking freeloaders, to keep up all the mud slinging along with of
course the media.
Remember we
are talking here about Economics 101 that covers the basic principles of Demand
and Supply.
Everything
about a “free market” gets tossed out the window once you have a single price
fixer let alone one such as the DAAC who have been in command and control of
the world’s monetary system for one hundred years, deciding in essence who
shall live and who shall die and for those that live whether they will live the
“good life” or that of a peasant.
So when you wake up
tomorrow morning and notice the response on the Street to the Bears
Sterns-United States Treasury Departments infomercial for the
peasants to continue having trust in the United States Dollar just do
yourself a favor and “Keep Smiling!”
Try placing
yourself in the shoes of my great maternal grandmother Nechie Badash whose
picture you see below with my Royal Mater’s fingers on the top edge.
Start out
thinking as an 8 year old as you and your parents and siblings hear the sound
of horse hooves approaching your tiny village-shtel of Plonsk,
There is
certain hurried pace that is unmistakable and the next thing you hear are
screams of neighbors being butchered to death by the Cossacks using their long
sharp knives on your friends and their parents.
There is
that final look you see in both parents deathly fearful eyes as they help you
squeeze into the tiniest of the closets followed by the words, “Shmah Israel Adonai Elohainu Adonai Echad Baruch Shame Kovod mulchutoh LeOlam VaEd followed by the
faintest of mutterings that translate into the English, “May the lord bless you
and keep you. May he cause his face to shine upon you and be gracious…”
And the
next thing you hear is the front door bursting open followed by a handful of
screams and blood gurgling out of their slit throats and then an eerie silence
followed by shuffling of feet and in the background more quick screams and then
total silence.
Your legs
are beginning to cramp up and you know what is awaiting you although you have
only seen the smallest amount of blood when your mother has cut herself peeling
one of your homegrown organic onions.
Now jump
forward to 1929 and possibly your first grandchild has
been born in your son’s home in Blackpool
It is no
surprise since this birth was no immaculate conception but you have a new life
in
Money can’t
bring back my and my wife’s most precious dog, Pypeetoe.
Money
couldn’t bring back just one member of Nechie Badash’s
immediate family to enjoy watching my Royal Mater grow up to want to become a
journalist and to drop behind enemy lines during World War II as my Royal Mater
writes in her rather hastily but very well written memoirs titled, THE LIFE
STORY OF ZENA emailed to a handful of people on October 9th, 2001,
the day after I let her know I had attended a board meeting in Los Angeles of a
very corrupt private corporation whose seed capital of US$2 million was
provided by
Have you
yet asked yourself how long do you really want to live in this beastly society?
Do you
really want to grow old and possibly have to wear diapers and listen to the
utter nonsense stories of old farts with whom you have absolutely nothing in
common apart from the customary 4 limbs, torso and head.
But then
there is in fact G-d who is both smart and extraordinarily vengeful and simply
commands you to play the game with all your heart, with all your soul, with all
your mite and to never be afraid of losing your life but at the same time not
to be stupid.
Remember I
only know what I know and only share what I think is
important to share.
Only an
ignorant person would say a silly thing like, “I believe in God” which means
only that they are looking for an excuse for their “bad judgment”.
My wife
says, “Being non-confrontational is no excuse for bad judgment”.
If I only
“believed” in a Superior Being I think there is every reason in the world that
I would be no different to most brain dead and corrupt to my core.
But I
“know” versus “believe” that G-d does in fact exist and of course it helps
being able to explain such a fact of life while employing the highest levels of
math and science but in a way that kids with just an elementary school
education can get their “arms around”.
Even if I
didn’t have such a “command of numbers-logic” given what I know I would still
say that I “know G-d” but only to myself which I daresay would inevitably drive
me nuts.
And knowing
G-d does not stop me from grieving for my awesome dog whose physical presence
is simply impossible to replace but life and death are both part of the cycle
of life which I know versus believe will get better and of course I know from
my entire life’s experience I will be in a matter of moments reunited with
Pypeetoe but in the meantime I have securely placed in my heart, soul and mind
his most unimaginably uplifting curious spirit.
Time to sleep, to dream not of a peaceful world but one which has all
the nonsense talkers walking around with leashes and in a spot where I cannot
see them.