From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent:
Monday, September 19, 2005 7:04 PM PT
To:
President@whitehouse.gov
Subject: FW: Lightening sunset

 

Mr. President – I wanted to let you know that my amazing French Canadian wife who has seen like most of us fortunate to be “living the good life” more than our “fair share” of sunsets – MDG agrees with me that tonight’s sunset we are still experiencing in Del Mar, California is the greatest sunset we have been fortunate to witness.

 

Gg

 

PsTomorrow, G-D willing, I will provide you with the ammunition you need to support the immediate suspension in the trading of shares in public corporations.

 

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-----Original Message-----
From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent:
Monday, September 19, 2005 6:56 PM PT
To:
Gary Legator
Cc: rest;
Devin Standard; Edward Jay Epstein - Author of The Diamond Invention; senator@kennedy.senate.gov; Stephen Cohen - Codiam Inc.
Subject: Lightening sunset

 

G,

 

Now that you are able to follow along, even if you don’t know all the names as in FOOLS NAMES, FOOLS FACES IN PUBLIC PLACES you can see how it is all fitting “to-get-her” [sic].

 

I am quite certain that you followed my advice to spend the rest of yesterday keeping our conversation to yourself although you would have had difficulty saying absolutely nothing to your wife and mother-in-law who we both know relatively well.

 

None of us “tho-ugh” [sic] knows for certain anything about the next person which is really what makes life interesting?

 

Once you figure out your place, and yes it is important to keep track of things and make the most of every single opportunity that comes your way, good or bad, in the end everything adds up, there is nothing to fear not even fear itself.

 

The puzzle gets much clearer when you make the decision to never, “turn a blind eye to evil”, that in fact life is “tTOo” [sic] short to play it even once “fast and loose.”

 

What goes around comes around but with a vengeance.

 

Appropriate that we have so many ostriches in South Africa?

 

The question my extraordinarily bright wife and I posed to Albert Einstein back on December 1st, 2002 while extraordinarily wordy, Marie could have summarized it all in a single simple sentence that would have been understood by all, goes to the heart of why we should given all the Knowledge-Information-Light that we now have at our fingertips to live each moment, not each day, like it was our last.

 

The will I suggested Marie get witnessed back on January 3rd 2002 was one that in time, perhaps this very next instant each and every one on this planet will at least give further thought to in an effort to learn from the next generation who have all the answers needing just the most gentle, sensitive hands to guide them to the promised land.

 

This world is still, at least right this minute, all about money but that too will change.

 

Worth repeating as my wife just invites me to join her at our RENTED Tree House for dinner, now also taking the opportunity to invite Dr. Pollard to join us for a wild salmon dinner, that the very same day, 1/3/2002 I was “quiet certain” [sic] the share price of Vivendi, the French water conglomerate, was about to “tank”, not for the life of me aware that it along with its 63% owned Vivendi Environmental would experience a precipitous 280 day “free fall” losing sum $63 billion odd in market value.

 

The most amazing streak of lightening just crossed another most magnificent sunset here in Del Mar, just a handful of surfers in the water all of them looking at this most extraordinary light display, the sun yet to fully set.

 

Never forget until it becomes second nature to ask yourself how many coincidences does it take before it is no longer a coincidence, Intelligent Design everywhere, without some religious bought and paid for cleric providing any commentary.

 

May I make one suggestion in addition to you of course forwarding all the missives including this one to your entire email list, that you find a way to engage either my uncle David Gevisser or his son, Mark Gevisser, in a dialogue, much like what Tefo Mohapi did back in mid April of this year.

 

Tefo was getting close to asking Mark Gevisser who acknowledges he is now revising the autobiography of Thabo Mbeki, South Africa’s prime minister, what Mark knows about his father’s relationship with Charles Engelhard whose funeral drew the likes of Senator Ted Kennedy, former President Lyndon Johnson and Vice President Humphrey, all rich and easily corruptible so-called “liberals”.

 

Of course I don’t need to tell you to refrain from starting out by asking either Mark or my uncle David who else besides for the DAAC financed our Holocaust during World War II as well as the Vietnamese holocaust and so on and so forth nor to suggest that David’s extraordinary bad stutter interfered with his responsibilities as executor of the estate of CE and if so did he consider returning his $6 million advance but at some point you may want to ask what exactly caused my uncle David to blurt out during a dinner conversation with my Royal Mater and step-father, Alan Zulman, “Gary is naïve!

 

The previous hyperlink takes you to an email Dr. John K. Pollard, not to the best of my knowledge related through recent sexual intercourse with Jonathan Pollard the American-Israeli spy.

 

My very good friend Dr. Pollard is correct when beginning the email that is essentially a “cut and paste” job of a fairly well written article detailing the “naiveté” of Federal Reserve Chairman Alan Greenspan, by stating in the subject matter,

 

This how you say it in an “understanable” [sic] fashion. Hyperlink free

 

Naturally I felt the need to place a “sic” in the color green since I added it after the spelling error in the word “understandable” for no other reason than to let Dr. Pollard know that he can “cis my ass” [sic] if he thinks for a minute GENE EPSTEIN, the author of this “An Open Letter to Mr. G” deserves a better spot than him over here at the Cliff House as this most extraordinary sunset continues to take my breath away.

 

Time within moments of “standing still”.

 

Shalom,

 

Gg

 

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