< From: Rand LeShay

From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, July 18, 2006 6:06 PM PT
To:
Rand LeShay - A MARK
Cc: rest; Newell Starks - Chairman of the Board - Sterling Holding Company - A Citicorp Venture Corporation fronting corporation; Ron Bellows Senior - Risk Management specialist - AIG; James A Mackay - LORDS-LLOYDS OF LONDON; John Maudslay - Lloyds of London - Agent; 60m@cbsnews.com; editor@shanghaidaily.com; Nicholas Oppenheimer - DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel [DAAC]; Mossad; Oprah; President Rosenberg of the Screen Actors Guild; Roger Hedgecock
Subject: RE: The Jewish African Grey Parrot...GOLD LAST TRADING AT $630.40...---...

 

DnaR [sic],

 

You protest too much about the size of your intellectual dishonesty.

 

Bear in mind as you cannot get out of your head this E-mail I sent on May 26th to the stooge principals of Codiam Inc. headquartered on 47th Street in New York City, the money launderingcapital of the world, that it is very possibly what little remains of your conscience has you sending me this rather funny Yom Kippur-Day of Atonement stuff which of course is just one of many ways you could deal with the guilt of not doing enough to defuse the crisis in the Middle East to mention little of your continued blackened hands.

 

Thank you, however, for providing probably your best effortsin bringing Public International Attention to Diamond Currency as you now place yourself in the shoes of dead, dismembered and not all that seriously injured Israeli soldiers as well as those 3 kidnapped whose families are increasingly aware of their sacrifices in doing nothing short of supporting your and your familys fictitious lifestyle, the result of DeBeers-Dollars propped up by an increasingly irrelevant western military alliance.

 

Relax. You are not the only trader in the world increasingly concerned by my revealing to the world the SIGNIFICANT implications of Russian President Putin having used the Hasidic-Black Hatters on 47th Street located on United States soil to launder some $13 billion odd in diamonds which while increasingly non-strategic have benefited SIGNIFICANTLY for more than 100 years the worst of the DAACs despots beginning with the United States Congress that continues for good reason to turn a blind eye to the mafia of mafia.

 

I will now take the liberty of using this patriot [sic] joke as a hyperlink in my next heavily broadcasted communiquéé to Ms. Mary Campbell of the Wall Street Journal which you can access at your leisure by clicking on to this hyperlink.

 

With all that said, can you please put me in touch with folks who might be interested in offering to the masses gold-banking services apart from the obvious porn [sic] shops and the such to mention little of how you might use such an opportunity to seek absolution without me stating more of the obvious reasons for such an important need of small gold investors, currently preventing all of Wall Street and their pimps in the form of each and every western central bank such as the Federal Reserve and London Exchequer from crashing the gold price, to now find on the ball western financial institutions willing to take small amounts of gold as collateral while loaning increasingly worthless MUNIes [sic] to mention in passing those countries awash in worthless DeBeers-Dollars building up their gold reserves like there is know tomorrow [sic] bearing in mind you must not forget those commodity forward contracts the result of mineral rights between corrupt public corporations and illegitimate DeBeers-Anglo American Cartel [DAAC] despots scattered throughout the world including here in the United States of America, moments in the history of time from being annulled.

 

G-d forbid I were to have you distracted to the point that you would now DARE to explain your understanding of Diamond Currency or better yet spell out what precisely do you NOT understand in Alan Greenspans most brilliant 1966 essay titled, GOLD AND ECONOMIC FREEDOM.

 

Dont forget that a significant amount of H2O, i.e. two gaseous and highly combustible substances, has passed over the back of the ducks since I began tightening the noose around the DAAC infested Lords-Lords of London just hours before I left on my most eye-opening and delightful almost fly-free 24 day trip to China.

 

So much so that it shouldn’tt take much of your imagination to figure out what insurance giants like AIG and ING with quite the presence in the skyline of Hong Kong, the fictitious moneycapital of the world, now have to be ever so worried about especially as I go about patiently, methodically and ever so painstakingly advising the Chinese operating in the most free and fair market to continue sticking to their guns, strengthening key provisions in their Anti-Trust/Anti-Monopolies laws that has more than just my pal Ron Bellows Senior, a senior risk management specialist for the fony cr*p megalopy [sic] of AIG-Marsh & McLennan-ACE Ltd thinking of taking a slow boat to china, a country of 1.5 billion strong, productive and much happier folks than our heavily corrupt politicians and media talking heads would have us caring to believe to mention little of all our so many lawyer-liars producing so many bs laws contributing significantly to the U.S., beyond a shadow of a doubt, the largest welfare state in the world.

 

I suggest you give serious thought while coming to grips with the role insurance has played in destroying individual responsibility to taking the advice I gave yesterday to Adam Tucker, my one American programmer, and should you decide not to remain in China you will nevertheless come away with knowing China has won World War III without so much as firing a shot.

 

Dont forget to pay attention NOT ONLY to the Chinese, far too busy to talk negatively about anyone other than our Japanese stooges who have yet to properly apologize for their atrocities towards the Chinese both prior to and during WWII, CONTINUING to invest significant sums of their trade surplus with the U.S. in what they know versus believe to be worthless United States Treasury Bills as the technology transfer continues unabated, BUT to look at Chinas extraordinary investment in infrastructure, from dams, to roads and most all education as the best of our best hard working westerners continue to make China that has learned from the mistakes of the west and are pulling out all stops to protect their awesome green lands, their permanent home.

 

You would also realize that the Chinese who come top at all our western schools and universities while deeply rooted in Chinese culture that would take someone as enlightened as Confucius and King Solomon combined into one to explain ARE NOT stupid enough to believe that a people who send their best of the best fighting-fit war heroes like American 5 Star General Stilwell to Coventrywouldn’tt think twice about lighting a fire or better yet in terms of stupidity, invading these very non-aggressive 1.5 billion strong and united people as we did in 1900, were it not for the fact that NOT ONLY has China made unimaginable economic as well as political progress since I was last there in the spring of 1989 but these extraordinary smart people have been forging alliances with the State of Israel, the most democratic country on the planet, ready, if necessary, to find a new, peaceful and safe homeland.

 

Shalom,

 

Gg

 

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From: Rand LeShay [mailto:rleshay@amark.com]
Sent: Tuesday, July 18, 2006 2:18 PM
To: Gary S. Gevisser (E-mail)
Subject: FW: The Jewish African Grey Parrot

 

My pea sized brain thought you might enjoy this

 

Meyer, a lonely widower, was walking home along Delancy Street one day wishing something wonderful would happen in his life, when he passed a pet store and heard a squawking voice shouting out in Yiddish, "Qwawwwk ... vus machts du?" (how're ya doin') "Yeah, du." (Yeah, you.)

Meyer rubbed his eyes and ears. Couldn't believe it. Perfect Yiddish.

The proprietor urged him, "Come in here, fella, and check out this parrot..."

Meyer did. An African Grey cocked his little head and said: "Vus? Kenstsprechen Yiddish?" (What? Can you speak Yiddish?)

In a matter of moments, Meyer had placed five hundred dollars on the counter and carried the parrot in his cage away with him. All night he talked with the parrot. In Yiddish. He told the parrot about his father's adventures coming to America. About how beautiful his late wife, Sarah, was when she was a young bride. About his family. About his years of working in the garment district. About Florida. The parrot listened and commented. They shared some walnuts. The parrot told him of living in the pet store, how lonely he would get on the weekends. They both went to sleep.

Next morning, Meyer began to put on his tefillin, all the while saying his prayers. The parrot demanded to know what he was doing and when Meyer explained, the parrot wanted to do the same. Meyer went out and had a miniature set of tefillin hand made for the parrot.

The parrot wanted to learn to daven, and learned every prayer. He even wanted to learn to read Hebrew.

So Meyer spent weeks and months, sitting and teaching the parrot, teaching him Torah. In time, Meyer came to love and count on the parrot as a friend and fellow Jew.

One morning, on Rosh Hashanah, Meyer rose and got dressed and was about to leave when the parrot demanded to go with him. Meyer explained that Shul was not a place for a bird, but the parrot made a terrific argument, so Meyer relented and carried the bird to Shul on his shoulder.

Needless to say, they made quite a spectacle, and Meyer was questioned by everyone, including the Rabbi and the Cantor. They refused to allow a bird into the building on the High Holy Days, but Meyer persuaded them to let him in this one time, swearing that parrot could daven.

Wagers were made with Meyer.

Thousands of dollars were bet that the parrot could NOT daven, could not speak Yiddish or Hebrew, etc.

All eyes were on the African Grey during services. The parrot perched on Meyer's shoulder as one prayer and song passed - Meyer heard not a peep from the bird. He began to become annoyed, slapping at his shoulder and mumbling under his breath, "Daven!"

Nothing.

"Daven...parrot, you can daven, so daven...come on, everyone is looking at you!"

Nothing.

After Rosh Hashanah services were concluded, Meyer found that he owed his Shul buddies and the Rabbi over four thousand dollars..

He marched home, so upset he said nothing to the parrot.

Finally several blocks from the Temple, the parrot began to sing an old Yiddish song, as happy as a lark.

Meyer stopped and looked at him.

"Why? After I had tefillin made for you and taught you the morning prayers, and taught you to read Hebrew and the Torah. And after you begged me to bring you to Shul on Rosh Hashana, why? WHY?!? Why did you do this to me?"

"Meyer, don't be a schmuck," the parrot replied. "Think of the odds we'll get on Yom Kippur."