From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Saturday, October 05, 2002 3:03 PM
To: dad-Bernie Gevisser

C c:rest
Subject: Tick tock...123 mother caught a flea 4=10, 5,6,7,8 who do we appreciate9

 

Dad, I am very happy to hear that your bladder and prostrate are back in excellent working order; we cannot, however, forget the past for we are prone to repeat, wouldn’t you agree. You must remember that my grandfather, your father, died a very sad man and I want to make sure that when you meet your maker you will be able to look him in the eye and say, “Good lord, I did learn sumthing and then sum” [sic].

 

It is, in my opinion, our species’ unique ability to procrastinate that helps set us further apart from the other species, large and small; number though is in fact the essence of things, good or evil. Dad, you and mom always knew that I had “common sense” and the ability to be an “above average” student although I tried my best to stick in the middle, and when that wasn’t possible creating obstacles for myself like going to 3 schools in my final year of high school “just tTOo be with my friends” [sic] when in fact all I was doing was testing the limits of my wings to one day sour above the “C  crest” [sic]. [The original spelling of our bed & breakfast + cafe was Sea Crest and sumtime down the line we will reintroduce Gip-sy Coffee and Tea.]

 

With that said, from the very first time I saw a math problem on the chalk board when I was in Mrs. Smith’s class in primary school I knew that I understood more about math and geometry than this rather good looking teacher and then sum. The next teacher I paid attention to was Ms. Earl who was a former university beauty queen who taught history and then of course there was Mr. Braithwaite who taught us Latin. Of all the teachers he may have understood my potential the best since he knew I battled to read and yet I could conjugate with him as he described the parallels between Plato and surfing the plains of Africa, First In First Out [FIFO] and to “y-hell with the Kaffirs” [sic], camp fires for the goyim and the Jews who never learned anything about what caused “Holo …---… caus-t ashes” sic] in the first place.

 

There was also, however, another teacher who left quite an impression on me. Mr. Smith, our high school math teacher, the most heckled of any teacher I had although I never once took a potshot at him. Mr. “in Jew course” [sic] always tried to play by the rules and is well remembered by just about everyone including Mr. Kessel the last of our headmasters with whom I recently became reacquainted. He too is copied on this email. Like the rest of those from my past without much backbone Mr. Kessel is also now ducking for cover to mention little of an email I got from one of the Lazarus’ to have his name deleted off my email list. I have yet to respond to Norman nor do I recall removing him from the “360 list which is-si” [sic] represents a statisticallyvalid sample of the world’s population.

 

With that said, Rome wasn’t built in a day butt make no mistake we are making headway. All, however, in due course along with the remaining 2,000 other odd emails I have yet to respond to including following up on my favorite.

 

Fortunately, I learned a thing or tTOo since I walked in to Mr. Kessel’s office the day [summer of 1974] I was voted house captain of Samson to let him know that I was now leaving Carmel College to go do my thing. To his credit Mr. Kessel never attempted to dissuade me for he knew that my “spirit” would see me through thick and thin. South Africans, particularly South African Jewish people have a rather thick skin due in large measure as a result of sweeping things under the carpet allowing a rapacious group of individuals like the Lazarus family to run rough shod over our schools and religious Jewish institutions, striking fear in to the heart and soul of everyone. Remember, not one single placard was every raised on Silverton road which housed our orthodox synagogue which bordered the kindergarten which housed the beginnings of the first and only Jewish day school, nor for that matter can I remember an occasion when the board of the Durban Jewish Club or the “City Counsel” [sic] ever once condemned this “Capo” family who shouldn’t have simply known better but much more importantly the rest of the community should have banded together to throw them out on their ears. Each one of us bears sum level of shame and those who have inherited such ill-gotten gains should now step up to the plate and do the right thing.

 

God gave us two ears and one mouth that we should listen twice as hard as we speak. And yes I only starting speaking at age 3 and some might argue wrongly that I haven’t stopped since. More importantly, in those first 3 years I gathered in a lot knowing that it didn’t make a difference what I said as long as I towed the line, remained white and got to be over 21, and yes when I have needed to, few can count cards as well as me, chips to boot and there should be shame on those of us who know better than to rape and pillage from those who can least afford to throw away their bread money.

 

The Nazi Nationalist Party abused the power of the State learning however, the lessons taught by the master Hitler, “"The great massses of people will more easily fall victim to a big lie than a small lie." My prescient timing is quite impressive to mention little of my understanding of numbers and human nature. It is time for even you Dad to take a closer look at my postings on the Yahoo Revlon message board to mention just in passing what Revlon stock closed at this past Friday, to mention why Joe Steinberg who I met with for breakfast just a few Saturday’s ago did not respond to the last email I sent his secretary which took Joe right to the heart of the things he holds dear, i.e. dying one of the richest men on the planet and possibly richer than his partner in a $6 billion joint venture Mr. Warren “Bail me Out” Buffet who is no doubt ailing given my rendition of all that is wrong in our society. By the way Joe starting his “round of gold” [sic] back in 1978 when you first accompanied me to the States, the greatest land of opportunity for the empowered second of course only to South Africa where the most rapacious continue to wreck havoc.

 

Of all the top CEOs I have known I like Joe Steinberg the best giving him credit for engaging me in the first place knowing I was unemployable [long-term] to mention in passing my not-so-happy report which I produced on December 31st 1998.

 

So to answer your question, “What do you think you can do about the ills of society” let me put it in a nutshell.

 

I detest those who exceed the limits of their small authority, i.e. evil doesn’t come with a pointed tail and pitched fork, it comes in the form of those who allow others, the capos, the Lazarus bush league entrepreneurs, to destroy the spirit of the young who in turn do exactly what works for those who have grabbed on to most hoping in fact to die the richest in the grave although some like the Zulmans say it differently but in fact they too rarely mean what they say which goes hand in hand with being brain dead.

 

With that said, my first order of business is those who usurp their authority starting with those who decided to go to bat against me. My mother did more than simply report me MISSING. Her email to me dated Tue 4/30/2002 2:58 PM says it all. You have a copy of that email. Ordinarily I would have it hyperlinked to my directory on the NextraterresTrial website but now we know that Dr. Stewart and his attorneys have tapped in to that although I have nothing to hide.

 

With that said, of course I love my mother and she is still in my book head and shoulders above anyone else’s mother I knew growing up in South Africa but she must now do the right thing which tTOo has been spelled out loud and clear.

 

With that said, there is enough information in that directory to put two and two together in terms of what I have planned next, specifically as it relates to Perfect Storm III which addresses in no small measure the level of political corruption of the Californian State House by powerful American business people in conjunction with a foreign conglomerate. Recently I became aware that California is not the 7th largest economy in the world but had moved up in to 5th position. It was in fact the Willis Brothers, a surfing family, who I have only recently got to know who shared this information with me. Now they could be wrong although so far everything about them has checked our right and although their parents may not have been Jewish per se they are more Jewish in their actions than most of the Jewish people I know especially those who lately seem to have no voice. The Willis Brothers and I share many things in common including I believe a very strong basic value system. They write a column in a local publication that seems to get better each and every week. I hope to pick up this coming week a surfboard they designed for Jonathan that may set a whole new trend in design.

 

With that said you really should be paying more attention to what is going on at the NextraTerrestrial website. First though you need to have a reliable computer that allows you to click on to what is called “hyperlinks” which should appear on your computer in a different color usually blue although I know you sometimes mix up your greens and blues. You mentioned that while in hospital you were given anti-depressants to help you get over the surgery blues but by now with your orifices working right you should be plowing full steam ahead realizing that perhaps there is a reason why despite so few people knowing about what we are doing at Nextraterrestrial, click on Mission Statement, we are still on track to be the number one website on the planet. Again Dad, you must at this moment accept that I know a byte more than the average person about math and how a statistically valid sample can be extrapolated especially if the person heading it up knows a thing or tTOo about getting the message out.

 

With that said, you have to still remember that it is possible I learned a thing or tTOo from the A team at IMS that I had a hand in nurturing and why the top 3 media companies in the world showed an interest in acquiring US, US being a group of individuals that represented the core assets of an organization that at the end of each day left the confines of the walls. Thinking outside of the box has been my driving force since day one, that we should be our own managers from the get-go, hence the book I am writing Manager Minute One a takeoff of the business book best-seller Manager Minute One to mention just in passing the attention just the website EmanANDdog.com gets even though you won’t find anything there, not just yet.

 

With that said, the day my non-compete ended with IMS I became a consultant to the Prentice Hall division of Simon & Schuster which today is part of the Blockbuster group and as you may know I happen to own bloc-buster.com. Now given my penchant to resolve conflict without going the lawsuit route I think most would agree I will be able to find some accommodation with my former employer to mention little of the things I learned from the Hearsts to mention even less the gifts I have received over the years from folks who I chose to thank me in kind. So don’t worry about me going broke although we are taking contributions at NextraTerrestrial in all shapes and sizes, i.e. be generous.

 

With that said, just yesterday I arranged for the only son of I.C. who passed away back in March to get together with db this coming week in London.

 

With that said, I learned a lot from D’s uncle, JB, not nearly though as much as I learned from D who is in my opinion head and shoulders above any white person I have known who was born and raised in South Africa, though as you have now read D left South Africa two days after his barmitzvah and had parents who realized that they were duty bound to get out of the hell hole before the system began to penetrate the soft spot of the brain which feeds the rest of the body, i.e. healthy mind, healthy body.

 

With that said, you should get more rest. I will though have my lawyers in South African contact you to begin the process of selling those assets of mine which remain and please be trusting of Emile M. in particular. Although he is not Jewish he has been schooled very well, naturally not letting his formal education interfere with his learning. I believe his parents although apparently tied in with the “Dutch Deformed Church” [sic] inspired their children to do what is right. As we know some of the most enlightened South Africans have been Afrikaners which is no different to the case of sum Jews. And just like not all Afrikaners are bad nor are all Jews good.

 

With that said, although I haven’t heard back from Trevor Manuel, South Africa’s minister of Finance I have no doubt he has read every single word of the 21 thousand odd word email I sent him on September 2nd which I copied you on offering him a deal I thought he shouldn’t refuse given his penchant for procrastination.

 

With that said, not only do I not procrastinate I am very mindful of the passage of time rarely if ever missing a beat. Even after my little hiccup in Los Angeles back in December of 1998 I got back pretty good on to my feet never accepting de feet being ever so careful about who I could trust when push came to shove. Marie Dion, the Stewart will in due course be removed, has shown quite her stripes when duty calls, i.e. Always Be Cool under fire, and never, never lie. She really is sumthing else and although I have kidded about her being a math wizard she is that and much more.

 

With that said, I have never threatened anyone other than to disclose the truth which is what I plan to do with each Perfect Storm we will be launching on Nextraterrestrial. I don’t expect you to lift a finger because you have done everything anyone could ask of any human being and more. At the same time do not wish any harm to those who choose to do battle with me, at the same time, do not, I repeat, do not provide them with any comfort. Nothing will be gained by anyone trying to intimidate you, nor will I have a consciousness if some coward decided to take out your remaining light. I have offered you time and again a safe haven, to live peacefully and quietly wherever you choose in the world, to have your full independence to come and go as you please to mention little of my putting to good use your penmanship assuming you have weaned yourself off the uppers.

 

With that said, my one lawyer TV-PAL Jeffrey Krinsk decided to get in on the act while roc-king back and forth tTOo the tune of the theme song on the home page of NextraTerrestrial and ended up hooked up to morphine although he could have simply said he had morphed himself and hitched a ride to Cc:rest although he could have said “Seek rest, America, place to Bank, stay the peeriless course.” I understand about half the stuff Jeffrey says and he in turn understands about half of what I say although given the fact that we both do pretty good at reading in between the lines we somehow manage to make ends meet.

 

With that said, I have decided to become a plaintiff in now my second shareholder class action lawsuit perhaps just to show Jeffrey that I am prepared to take it to those who think tomorrow is just another day to play havoc with our overtaxed systems to mention just once again those rapacious individuals who abuse the power of their authority and that of the state. Despite my penchant for wanting to show others that we can resolve conflicts without going the lawsuit route, it is going to take sum time to get everyone to “stand still.” Consequently when in Rome round up all the gladiators and be back in a day, leaving enough time though to smell the roses. Things may start to get even more disjointed as I need to rush out to pick up my Dukati before heading back into “the mounTOons” [sic] where Marie and I bought a rock cabin.

 

With that said, your decision to remain a sitting duck in Cape Town is your decision alone. Each of us must choose our path in life and you have chosen yours. Perhaps you will listen very carefully to LM when he visits you later this month. Make no mistake though things are going to heat up before they cool down.

 

With that said, no one should take me any longer for a fool, the “mad-hat-ted-ness routine is now over” [sic]. I have not only managed my remaining tangible assets very well but I held on to the most important asset I have nurtured from day one, i.e. my brain. My intellectual property may very well become the thing that saves us all assuming I am given enough space and time to do what I do best which is to tell it straight. Make no mistake folks like Devin Standard and Jeffrey Krinsk and just a handful others have seen how stiletto like, laser focused, my writing can be when need bee, hives to boot oh so carefully.

 

With that said, I have never confused my needs with my wants knowing full well there will never be enough gold to address those who have been wronged and why the need for us to focus on starting a new tribe and to let go of trying to find mirages. All the wars of the past could have been avoided had folks simply read the writing on the wall and not been fixated on grabbing day in and day out filling their stomachs, bloating their brains while others who simply didn’t have the big guns had their minds starved while their organs kept record of their suffering.

 

With that said, I do believe when each of us meets our maker a halter monitoring type device will be plugged into our orifices allowing for our maker to make an easy decision as to how to return our souls to earth. You may have seen my rendition of this in my “bio” which provided a few a glimpse of things to come. There is, however, more to that “bio” than meets the eye to mention little of sum of the other stuff few have seen including my account of when I last saw Sol Moshal, the not-so-good Jew who put your father into a premature grave.

 

With that said, this excerpt from Manager Minute One begins to cover old ground before laying the foundation of a new tribe.

 

With that said, Devin Standard who is executor of my estate who recognizes he will make out better by keeping me alive just called to check in as he was about to step on a plane to France.

 

In the end trust me when I tell you we will all be united at least in terms of knowing when “h.gh time” [sic] comes to meet our maker and then no doubt we will part once again, some returning like King Golden as a potted plant, at best, although I believe he will on the next go around probably end up as the lowest of low bottom fishes. Just so that you know I have no fear I have included Mr. Golden on this email and of course Mr. Devin Standard and sum of my very closest friends as well as those who I am testing to see when they will decide to come on board this chew chew train. There is an CD out there called Kebo, I think you would enjoy it.

 

Love you.

 

Gary

 

 

Ps – we in the Gevisser-Dion-Miller clan are all in shape and there is a new addition already in place, fire-flies providing good guidance as in morse code.