From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, October 14, 2003 5:38 PM
To: Principals of
Cc:
Subject: HOWZIT
Dear Alvero and
Oscar,
Despite repeated attempts to contact you gentleman I have
yet to hear any response, so as the Americans say, “What’s
up doc?”
I am including Dr. JBS’ attorney, George C. Hurst
Esq., who along with an ever increasing statistically valid sample
representative of the world’s population received the email contained in
the “doc” hyperlink; Dr. JBS being Marie’s former husband who
last night committed more than a simple faux paux and why I include both the
San Diego Police Department as well as the FBI on this email in addition to
Cristina Lanata as well as Ms. Myburgh [ANOTHER PLANET] along with a South
African attorney Mr. Emile Myburgh
who Marie + I first met on the Inka Trail which is why I include our friend Augusto
Benito Vargis who I believe you may have met previously, never tu forget
Mr. Devin
Standard who I, just this moment, got off the phone speaking with, he and I
setting aside all day Thursday and Friday to pretty much hang out.
I was at one point thinking that Devin, who is the
co-executor of my estate would join Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. the other
co-executor for our customary Wednesday, Chicken Pot Pie lunch at Rainwaters in
downtown San Diego where the possibility exists two other gentleman from the
law firm of Bartlit Beck
could end up joining Jeffrey and I for more “fun + games” to
mention little of the difficulty I have been having hooking up a new HP
printer.
Perhaps if u have been following sum or all of my emails as
much as media people like Mr. Jeff Rabin of the
Los Angeles Times you would have sum sense of what it would mean if folks like
Jeffrey R. Krinsk, and Howard Finkelstein of Finkelstein and Krinsk were to
team up with Thomas Stephens and
Lester Houtz who is the litigator that Thomas Stephens keeps in his back pocket
if someone were to so much as fart out the words “foul”.
That last hyperlink contains a letter which their client Mr. Newell Starks
sent me on January 18th 2002 which was not included in my original email to
these two very distinguished gentlemen that I sent this past Friday evening
never though am I to be distracted from current events including those folks
from the Wetherly Capital Group [WCG] responsible for masterminding and
executing the rigging of the California Gubernatorial elections held last
November 8th 2002, the recent recall election nothing butt a smoke screen
as folks like Mr. Rubin ought to know, so what did you think of my comment to
Mr. Rubin, “Take your prick” [sic]?
Nothing quite like being ambidextrous that facilitates keeping
track of a number of things all at the same time including folks like Mr.
Warren “BO”
Buffet the financial advisor to Governor “Schwaterzenegger”
[sic].
Several of these hyperlinks “contained” [sic] such
highly explosive material that has now caused a number of folks out there to do
nothing short of “standing still” [sic] and of course I don’t expect both
you fellows to follow all the goings on
of the “high finance” world such as “standstill
agreements” that do nothing short of pick momworker63s
all around the world, apart.
Timing as u as well as more sophisticated Wall Streeters and
their lap dogs such as Diana Henriques of the New York Times know only tTOo
well is everything, agree?
And although this is all my opinion there is again nothing
to stop a whole number of folks out there from attempting to derail me in my
efforts to balance things out sumwhat, well aware though that the very instant
they throw a left, or a write, let alone a writ, I will respond with more than
equal and opposite force, having painstakingly deposited my most important
resource, my “goodwill” all over the globe that now has these folks
not simply “in
check” but the only move they can make at this time outside of lending me
a hand is to end up in the dog house.
Now as u will have read in the first hyperlink even Marie at
this moment doesn’t think being reincarnated as Pypeetoe who goes through
name changes daily is the end of the world especially as she is now convinced
the world unless we all get our shit together is undoubtedly going to the dogs
to mention little at this time of another comment of Marie’s I expect to
remain in the final document to be sent to Dr. JBS as it relates their daughter
getting “a nod of approval” from Dr. JBS to enter the 2003 Nationals
Pageant Program,
“I cannot see
any redeeming value to it. Quite the contrary I think it is degrading of women,
period. This is a business that is not based on attributes and moral values it
is only about money, exploitation of women and stupid people.”
Suffice tu say there was at one time quite a bit of dialogue
“back & forth” between Ms. Myburgh and I who I don’t
believe is related to Emile although her last name I seem to recall had
something to do with Emile deciding to stay at her “youth hostile” [sic]
which is why I also copy our mutual buddy Rafa.
Emile is currently waiting on instructions from me to launch
a worldwide advertising campaign geared toward helping bring unity to this
world but what I have found as you should have gathered from my previous
emails, my making a point of copying you in at X, is that until such time as we
hold those close to us accountable for their wrongdoings there is nothing to be
gained from preaching anything to anyone else, agree?
I am just a matter of hours perhaps even minutes away from
sending an email both to Marie’s ex-husband’s attorney Mr. Hurst
Esq. who is copied on this email as well as an email to a boyhood school buddy
of mine from South Africa who I recently found out now lives the “life of
Riley” in Australia, Ivan Oshry along with the leader of the only South
African opposition party, Tony Leon, being perhaps the only two attorneys I
know of growing up other than Ivan’s younger brother, Raymond Oshry who
could have made it “big time” here in the United States.
But I am under the gun to complete this email be4 sunset and
so I will stick to my plan to use this communication to provide Mr. George G.
Hurst Esq. with a “heads up” in terms of what to expect when my
wife next communicates with him and his client, Dr. JBS.
Although there is something like 1 attorney for each United
States Citizen, possibly 1 for every 10 people living here in the United States
when one considers illegal citizens who keep the furniture delivery trucks
moving although I did come across too lily white wheaty eating
Caucasians such as yourselves the other day, there are few attorneys, however, who
really make very serious bucks such as my one attorney colleague Mr. Jeffrey R.
Krinsk who is so incredibly busy right now that the only way I could get his
attention this past week was to call his home and speak with his wife, whose
code name is Campbell Soup to c if I could help her afford on her own the
alligator shoes Jeffrey put his foot down on when last visiting Paris in an
attempt to balance out my putting down the French responsible perhaps since the
beginning of time for fermenting unrest in the rest of the planet so much so
that they with support from the French Legion in cahoots with the likes of
Vivendi and the other major water player in the world, Suez, wreck havoc with
the masses, agree?
Earlier today I spoke with my one banker from Wells Fargo
which remains under the control, I believe, of Warren “Body Odor”
Buffet and tu repeat by the time Jeffrey gets around to examining very
carefully the E-mail I
sent out the two most capable “hostile takeover” attorneys on the
planet this past Friday evening more than a handful more folks copied on my
emails to mention little of the number of folks who are forwarded my emails
will begin paying even more attention to what I have to say which brings me to
the draft email I
assisted Marie prepare earlier today which she will send undoubtedly at her
leisure to her former husband, the at least twice divorced, Dr. JBS.
You can click on that draft 6 page email by clicking on each
of the hyperlinks below:
Now “bare in mind”
[sic] that Marie could very likely send this bastard an email that amounts to
no more than say 10 very precise sentences, much like the 10 Commandments.
Which brings me to the promissory note Oscar
signed back in I believe it was March 2002.
It is so very rare that I do business deals in writing but
it seems more now than ever that whenever I have something in writing folks seem to
either take advantage of my “good-will-nature” or take me 4 quite
the fool, a hunter I am not, but today I know a thing or too about surviving on
berries, the folks at Jamba Juice have this new berry smoothie which I have yet
tu taste.
And remember deafening silences are so incredibly telling to
folks very much in tune although it is unlikely I will give up my day job to
join U2, Marie being unusually full of comments this morning it must have been
her walk yesterday afternoon along the beach skipping stones with Jerry’s son
a 16 year-old probably on heat who tu his credit knows a good thing when he
sees one as amazing as my incredible wife.
As I sang my customary morning soliloquy, “It’s
a beautiful day” our JoNathan was hard at work coming up with another cartoon series soon to
hit the airwaves, nothing quite like upsetting the applecart, Danielle getting
more impatient by the second thinking she was going to be late for school, no
one though really believing that Marie had sent the lead singer for U2 a taping
of my voice, Jonathan believing that if his mother had in fact done so then not
only would this moron Bono feel insulted but JoNathan’s need tu start
earning a living becoming more urgent with each passing minute, hence further
proof of Manager Minute One taking hold in our backyard.
Which is not tu suggest that we would ever think of growing pot
in our rented backyard although the other day as we sat down for lunch on the
9ft mahogany
table with two of Danielle’s friends in attendance I did make the point
that were it not for the United States laws prohibiting underage drinking I
would have offered each one of these kids a glass of wine, again the problems
of the world having nothing to do with race color or religion simply poor
parental religious teaching.
So what is your excuse for this deafening silence, surely it
cannot be the same excuse as that of Professor Aaron “BrownNose”
Brown of the
Be advised that to less and less folks out there I not only
know my “risk assessment” business “blind” but my
ability to stay focused on the most important issues of the day the impending
worldwide insurance crisis that is only days away from having most of the folks
in the western world having to take more than a deep breath, perhaps a good
gauge being the number of toilet flushes in each household particularly amongst
the super rich; in fact I believe the graph would show very much an exponential
effect much like the level of carbon monoxide in the air following the
industrial revolution.
Part 8 of my 8 part mini series to Diana Henriques of the
New York X
is sumthing you “lily white, blah blah”
boys should possibly pay attention to even though you live in the mountains of
Peru because it along with the worldwide ad campaign that I am in the process
of launching could have folks knocking on the door of our new additions to Rupa Wasi, you
of course remember the two condor houses I helped finance asking, “What’s
up Doc?”
And if I were you I wouldn’t give them any bull about
your inability to speak English to mention little of please would you send me
the best looking photo you have of yourselves the only one so far of the full
frontal is that of Oscar on top of Machu
Picchu with the incredible Cristina and of course my sight seeing dog Pypeetoe
stealing the show.
Now of course it is always possible that the two of you have
come to a parting of the ways that despite both of your good looks and
incredible gourmet food servings u have simply not been able to make a go of
things as well as someone like my friend Augusto who could one of these days
show up at your doorstep demanding a number of things including a full review
of the books..
That “full review” hyperlink takes you to an
article that was sent to me earlier today by one of the very many folks out
there keeping me abreast of things but make no mistake I have known for quite
sum time that the “end was in sight” although I also happen to have
strong evidence that the world is in fact “endless” and of course I
still love your vegetarian dishes and who knows if Margaret doesn’t get
with the program rather quickly I might have one or both of you get over to
England.
And when waiting for the yeast to rise I would have u
sitting naked on the front terrace
seeing if you could attract a crowd and of course I am aware that winter is coming, as my
eldest brother says, “A death can chill a winter but nothing evens things
out for us Jewish boys by having incredibly well hung gentiles like yourself
play out in the snow” [sic].
Please understand that I am about to get on to my Ducati and
head up into the hills and although it is the most gorgeous day out here when
one is traveling at speed, 4,000 feet above sea level it can get quite
depressing especially if you have been circumcised.
I am neither superstitious nor do I believe for one second
in fairy tales although I do happen to believe quite strongly that even the
most pathological at times tell the truth which is why I don’t always
assume when I see a beggar without arms or legs that they decided one day to
simply chop off all their limbs in order to get our Jonathan and his mother to
be more generous.
I tend to give everyone I meet the benefit of the doubt but
once they go “sideways” on me, i.e. watch
out.
So what do you think of I should make of This note plus all
the architectural drawings blah
blah and please I beg of u don’t tell me to
go out and play sum golf; just remember you could very easily get an honorable
mention in my “cook book”
Manager Minute One.
Now of course it is just possible that u have all got so
caught up in simply wanting to impress me like Margaret-Nan who is running the
Ccrest Café for us in England that u simply want to wait until I next visit
before showering me with gifts, the problem is that I have my plate full of
other obligations including mouths in other places of the world to feed, people
who may in fact “me” [sic] more needy than a bunch of lilly-white-wheatie-eating boys trying to pass yourselves
off as indigenous Indians.
Of course I could be more subtle and kind but who really has
the time for such niceties especially given how generous and patient I have
been with u all.
So lets stop with the bull and get on with the program and
don’t even think of giving me sum fukukta lecture on spirituality, the
same applies to u Ms.
Myburgh and lets get on with some symmetry, enough with
the brownnosing and start getting away from running around in circles and tu heck
with “stand still” agreements and why not c if you can come up with
something along the lines of EmanANDdog.COM that works just as well in reverse
as it does forward as prescribed by Quantum Mechanics.
And if u need a lift or too not tu suggest that u go smoke
more dope at this time, just simply get your head
out of your arses and think about doing the right
thing, and of course I would give the too of u a discounted rate should u
decide to be one of the first to enroll in my Bottoms
Up Schooling [BUS]
for Kids who have been MOBBED
Moved
Off
By
Diks.
I am on a roll today wanting to
make it up to our rock cabin retreat before the sunset
ends. That last hyperlink shows a photo I took this past Sunday afternoon at
around 4:29PM PST just be4 I called Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk Esq. at his home to
get his impression of the sunset and incredibly Mr. Krinsk suggested after I
got telling him just one little story that I call him the next day at the
office something I am loathe to do given the ever increasing number of calls he
has been getting as of late particularly it seems on Monday mornings in
reference to me and to provide him with further proof of my legal status in
this country, I attach this
hyperlink.
I just got an email from Mark Weinstein who
seemed perplexed as to how he ended up on my email list
which is why I add him to the “to” section not wanting to upset a
former prosecutor and especially someone as nervous as Mark Weinstein.
Mark is also a former client of mine,
perhaps one of my poorest who nevertheless has amassed a not altogether
insignificant real estate portfolio in the Los Angeles area, probably in excess
of $200 million although he operates in many ways out of something bordering on
a squalor, again not only is everything relative but u folks know better than
most having had Mr. Fumigator running havoc over your country’s lifeline to
mention little of who may have at one time owned the train that
goes through Aqua Calientes, one’s rot is another’s treasure.
And of course Mark Weinstein is now
checking his armpits to see if he remembered to put on deodorant this morning.
I haven’t got around to billing this
Mr. Weinstein the monies due to me for my having performed so admirably at the
Beacon Self Storage facility to mention little of the manager I hired who was
once told by Mr. Mark Weinstein that he, Mark Weinstein, “wouldn’t
hesitate to trump up charges” against this great employee, not tu forget
that Mr. Mark Weinstein is a rather well connected player especially amongst
the Democratic Party ruling elite, only though in the State of California which
so happens to be the 6th largest economy in the world, as goes
California so goes the rest of the world, blah blah.
Tu sum I am playing with fire when
taking on a former prosecutor, Mr. Mark Weinstein though, is a pussycat
compared to the likes of Ron Burkle and to the best of my knowledge Mark
Weinstein had nothing to do with Mr. Dan Weinstein the co-managing director of
the Wetherly Capital Group who blah blah.
And I say the same thing right now to Mr.
Mark Weinstein as I said to Ms. Vicky “Sticky”
Schiff just be4 my flight took off from JFK International airport on Saturday, July 26, 2003 8:32 PM ET
on my last trip to Europe,
“… 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.
I will be in touch…
Mark Weinstein mostly knows Dan Weinstein on a
social level although they may have been “referees” together where
these boys and sum girls learned a number of tricks of the real estate trade
that I will soon be making available to the masses.
Mark Weinstein was, however, involved with
Ms. Vicky “Sticky” Schiff the other co-managing director of the
WCG; all very much business between Ms. Schiff and Mr. Mark Weinstein, Ms.
Schiff though informing me that she simply wanted tu vomit each time she
witnessed Mark stuff his bacon down his throat while the tomato source, eggs,
lettuce, chili peppers and lobsters went up his nose although I seem to recall
Mark not that much into fish.
Again gentlemen, should I come across sumthing I have
written here that needs sum clarification or too then I will do so in green.
Good
Day to you all.
Thanks,
The Rattlesnake.
Ps – Hey Mark let me know if you are
interested in buying my
perhaps u know of a
good tenant,
one who will appreciate my generosity, going going
gong, show time.
And may I also suggest that be4 u decide
to contact anyone it is very possible that such a communication will become at
sum point part of the discovery process, i.e. not only r u not a practicing
attorney, i.e. no attorney-client privileges, u r better off thinking long and
hard be4 interfering with material
witnesses, better yet do the smart thing and give either Mr. Jeffrey R. Krinsk
Esq. a call 1-619-238-1333 or just come on down to Rainwaters tomorrow, 12
NOON, and bring your check book, no need for a cashiers check.
Should this not be sufficient notice for
you to high tail it down here not that I am suggesting u go hide out in Mexico
then relax a day or too and then come on down, perhaps you will get to meet Mr.
Devin Standard, I know you would get on famously although I doubt u have heard
of Poli
Pollak, what about Professor Aaron “BrownNose” Brown of the
Yeshiva University in New York City who as I have said repeatedly today has
gone awfully silent on the eRaider.com, The
Buck Stops Here message board, no doubt his handlers telling him,
“Tis better to keep
quiet and let people think u tu be a fool than to speak out and remove all
doubt.”
