From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]

Sent: Thursday, September 12, 2002 3:50 AM
To: Kimberly Hunt

 

Dear Ms. Hunt,


You may recall meeting me at Dexters the pet store a few weeks back. You may have also noticed a couple of emails that I blind copied you on as well as a couple where your name appeared for all to see.

 

There are a number of things going on right now, none however, more important than understanding the routine and how many use that which is most familiar to siphon away the spirit from within.

 

With that said, I have “smoking gun” evidence of political corruption that could very possibly transcend Watergate. Certainly the issues at stake have far more reach than a bungled break in. It involves some of our “main-stream” [sic] political leaders who working hand in hand with a number of corrupt business folk closely “armor-ani-tied” [sic] in with a foreign conglomerate, who in concert, have hijacked our political system.

 

My track record in ferreting out fraud and criminal wrongdoing is rather good. In fact sum would say, Picture Perfect. The word “Perfect” you may have read in one of my emails is “psycho” in Japanese and “Ching Ching” in Chinese. I cannot read nor write either language but I can smell a rat quite a distance a way.

 

With that said please feel free to contact Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk of Finkelstein and Krinsk 619-238-1333. His “company” is a client of mine. F & K specialize in shareholder class action lawsuit litigation and I am one of his “investigators” and then sum. I have a rather eclectic background including being the CEO of a medical device company that provided pivotal evidence in a landmark case involving soft tissue injury that resulted in a multi-million dollar jury award that was at first seen as opening the floodgates to sum 2,000 class action lawsuits, being “overtuned” [sic].

 

Judge Jack Weinstein in his opinion made reference to my hand in this very positive outcome that saved taxpayers perhaps as much as a trillion dollars depending on how one does the numbers. I am though rather good with the numbers and I am finally starting to come out of my shell.

 

This is making a number of people rather nervous especially those close to me who know that when I decide I am going to do sumthing there is very little I will let get in the way unless of course I happen to love and care about the people, car crashes to boot, oil slicks hopefully a thing of the past as we proceed forward to embrace the benefits of breaking the speed of light barrier. I do happen to care about a lot of people and with that said, my one website that I have yet to launch says it best.

 

EmanANDdog.com which backwards reads GodDNAname and I am not in tTOo “moc-ING” [sic] anyone unless they have done wrong. Nor do I think I am omnipotent. I detest, however, those who derive great satisfaction in exceeding the limits of their small authority, i.e. evil doesn’t come with a pointed tail or pitched fork.

 

With that said, the book that I am writing, Manger Minute One with “peaces” appearing everywhere in my emails, may not in fact hit the bookshelves given the number of hits my website www.NextraTerrestrial is currently receiving although it is not my intent to put Simon and Schuster a former client of mine out of business, the same with the “Hearsts” [sic].

 

My grandfather started his trading company in 1910 the same year that picture was taken. Taking away a wrongdoer’s pride restores “inno-cen-t-ce” [sic] and is much more effective than penalizing someone with a fine which is simply built into the cost of goods sold.

 

Take away pride and you not only level the playing field you put back innocence, “refresh” the young and old alike, to the point that the young start to like us old fogies who lose our sense of smell as our organs accumulate in tTOo dust particles.

 

Someone much more in tune than Ronald “The Finagle King” Perelman said it best, “Perfume is hope in a bottle.” Sum might think Peter Rev-son must be turning in his grave and if he is then soon he will rest peacefully. Footsak is South African slang for giving someone a “kick in the rear.”

 

You can reach me on my cell. 858-735-6398 [SEL-NEXT]. An important love of my life, Mds can also be reached as a reference. Her cell number is 858-WIL-NEXT.

 

Sincerely,

 

Gary S. Gevisser

 

 

Ps. Gevisser in German means “certain” and Gewissen means “conscience”. I am certain you won’t be spinning your wheels visiting with me at The Cave or we can simply meet for a coffee break. My conscience will keep me from being “overbareING” [sic]. I don’t plan to give more than a couple of interviews for “free”. 60 Minutes is my limit. My hourly rate was recently increased to $63,000 per hour. No one has yet to retain me at that rate which represented a 5% increase over my previous rate.

 

Money has never, however, stopped me from pursuing my dreams nor for that matter did I let my formal education interfere with my learning. I could wait until a “more reasonable” time to hit the send button butt then again what is the point in trying to make myself look more sane when my “craziness” is what has probably kept me alive so long. So long. 

 

I do, though, have a terrible voice. The “Butts” are not intended to be anything other than to keep folks guessing what I am about to do NEXT. Who Butt-ers our bread often interferes with the light force that is within each of us that remains trapped inside the water, salt to avoid at all cost, “salt mine-ds” [sic] to boot, gold to embrace, palladium to treasure. By the way I lost the Ring of Truth down at the beach near 15th street the other night. Make no mistake it was meant to be. If, however, you find it for sale at the second hand clothing store, please let me know if I could possibly make a good deal.