From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Friday, March 05, 2004 6:58 PM
To: Brian Winkworth, Director, New Business, Bank of Scotland
Cc: rest; San Diego FBI
Subject: Next Symposium {:} ...---...4 digits...---...What exactly is your beef?...---...{:}

 

 

Dear Brian,

 

I am just getting back to our rock cabin in Pine Creek up in them golden hills just east of San Diego-La Jolla-Del Mar-Solana Beach after spending a good part of the day in Julian about 25 odd miles away, the time is exactly 4:24PM PST and this is big time celebration time.

 

Martha Stewart, I just heard this very minute, guilty on all 4 counts.

 

There is more than a G-D.

 

Justice and soon peace, the yoyos over at Citigroup’s Citicorp Venture Corporation make no mistake “shaking in their boots”, hello Newell, hello Tom Stephens Esq, hello Les Houtz Esq and hello Tom McWilliams.

 

And of course I would be remiss if I didn’t say hello to Mr. Debonair JRK Esq. and then there is the Wetherly Capital Group, gang of how many, even members of my immediate family having the quite the “bad hair days” over the past 72 odd hours ever since they and a whole lot of other folks thought I had finally “crashed and burned” with this so pitiful epitaph, my sister, Kathy Louise Gevisser Danziger not doubt getting quite the kick out of that “shaking” hyperlink, agree?

 

Prior to leaving the Julian coffee shop I met a lady who I shall simply refer to as “Nurse Jenny at AOL” attracted to my dog, Pypeetoe, and after making “small talk” with this “one of a kind rich chick magnet”, Nurse Jenny at AOL picked up on my “New Zealand accent” which is where she initially thought a buddy of mine Dr. Kevin Rapaport was “born and raised”, my simply telling Nurse Jenny at AOL that the last time I saw Kevin, very possibly in the top 3 cardiologists in the world, was “sum time back”, in fact I recall rather well since Kevin left right after I blew my speech at Mr. Debonair JRK’s “one of a kind wedding” my suggesting to Nurse Jenny at AOL that she simply forward this email to Kevin who “will get a good kick out of it”, there being every possibility, however, that Kevin will get to read this email well be4 Nurse Jenny at AOL who works in one of the hospitals where Kevin has his “privileges” returns to “work.”

 

Have u heard of the expression, “That son of a gun is a piece of work”?

 

Hang tight and remember it is all about balance.

 

My laptop as well as my one website www.nextraterrestrial.com where I “pick up” my hyperlinks is acting very strange, slower than ever, no surprise tho, to those of us in the know?

 

Point being this missive may take me a little longer than usual, a highway patrol jeep just passed by, we, Pypeetoe who is fast asleep in the passenger seat and I, me driving of course, pulled to the side of the 1.7 mile stretch of road from the old highway leading to Stonehenge II which to repeat, to the best of my knowledge neither Mr.

 

NOr

 

Mrs. JRK Esq have ever visited.

 

Brian, sq. have ever visited.repeat, to the best of my knowldege stretch of road from the old highway leading to r seat and I  VentureI thought my response to you was very straight forward,

 

“Butt maybe, not” [sic]?

 

Can u

 

Or

 

Can u not make a loan based purely on my using the property in Minehead, England that I own “free and clear” which I paid blah blah back on Dec 2001, it’s value now what?

 

Or

 

Do u think I should contact Mr. Jost our family's one banker stationed in Zurich, Switzerland, the possibility existing that this "one of a kind rather secretive individual" is now retired

 

AnD/Or

 

Dead, I never did tho, get the opportunity of asking Mr. Jost whether he

 

And/Or

 

His bank had facilitated the German-Nazi military machine that the likes of my terrific dad bombed the crap out of day and night, Bernard Nathan Gevisser for sum 71 odd operations, "wingman" at times [X] to one of the greatest if not the greatest Jewish fighter-bomber pilots of all time, Dr. Sid Cohen who no doubt completed a significant more number of operations, my father upon returning to base after his 71st being notified that his mother was dying, returning in time to say, “goodbye”, sad.

 

Sadder no doubt 4 the mother of the fighter-bomber pilot whose right arm drapes my father’s shoulders in the “wing” hyperlink, the † indicating that he was killed in a war that had what purpose, since we keep repeating the same mistakes generation after generation telling our youth who are all our futures that they will have their chance to “screw up”, agree?

 

Time wouldn’t u think we started counting our blessings and stopped with the nonsense of there being a “generation gap” and call it 4 what it is, nothing more

 

NOr

 

It is anything less than a “credibility gap”, agree?

 

Sid Abelski my attorney-friend, no relation I know of to Sid Cohen, who was one of the founders of the Israeli Air Force and a medical doctor to boot, was born and raised to too Holocaust survivors, Sid Abelski like others I have known a lifetime growing awfully silent as of late, do u think the email to  David Moshal where I raised some “bones” buried deep in the past had anything to do with these deafeningly silences

 

Nothing quite like marriage, tu get, folks thinking oh so much the same, u of course had tu also be wondering about what became of those Jewish Capos lined up so neatly parallel tu the railway tracks so well displayed in the movie The Pianist, quite shameful, agree?

 

Or

 

What about their spouses, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents, blah blah who may, just may, me just in the process of gathering evidence, have got a “free pass”, u know enough about the law that the better the evidence the better the proof, ever heard tho, the expression about Holocaust survivors being the “victims” and how their offspring like my very very good buddy Sidney Abelski r the ones who have suffered oh so horribly, agree?

 

Those deafening silences thanks tu the likes of my step-grandmother Jenny Gevisser now, as may G-D help me, coming very much back tu life.

 

I could have sworn the person who told me on the phone last evening to “fcuk off” had an Israeli accent

 

Or

 

Possibly the same angry kid who blasted the back window of my Mini Cooper S?.

 

David Moshal as u could read about in previous missives is the grandson of Barney Moshal, well I have a good sense u read about Barney’s role in assisting my dad become his very best as well as David’s father Michael Moshal who I credit with saving my life-death.

 

I have no reason to doubt your word in terms of your gibberish response to my very clear question to you in my Wink email, again,

 

I am looking to have a first mortgage of anywhere up to 177,000 pounds placed on the property…

 

Back on March 17th 1978 just a week be4 my 21st birthday when I arrived in the United States from South Africa I worked for a rather small consulting-accounting firm whose main principals within a matter of weeks had me handling a number of their most important clients, one was Joseph Seigal who owned a not altogether small commodities trading firm located on La Salle Street in downtown Chicago, known as Seigal Trading.

 

One day I arrived late due to a blistering snow storm that ultimately cost Mayor “Jane Burn” [sic] her job, Mr. Seigal who was working with the Hunt Brothers of Texas in “corning the silver market” wasted no time in explaining to me the value of someone else’s time.

 

It has taken me less than 5 minutes to type this missive, but it could take me another 5 possibly 10 minutes when I am eventually done to decide who on my 1500 odd email list I should include in the event that they may wish to “cut and paste” segments just like I do with other stuff I write so as to make up for the time that others waste of my precious time.

 

Mr. Seigal was simply having a “bad hair day” of epic proportions that day when I arrived wearing the seal skin jacket u c in the “born and raised” hyperlink which now drapes a chair which we refer to as the Chair of Shame, and it had nothing to do with silver debacle that followed; as best I recall Mr. Seigal had covered his bases rather well, rather it was his pork belly trades totaling I seem to recall well over $100 million that had him “kicking my butt” and one just needed to look around his offices with fist impressions every 20 meters

 

Or

 

So to know this was not first time this one of a kind commodity trader got “upset.”

 

Were it not for the fact that the seal skin jacket’s collar wasn’t designed well enough to cover my face, my mouth sealed shut from the freezing cold I would have given this “son of a gun” a mouthful ruining what turned out to be one of the greatest experiences of my life, a lesson that combined with the lessons of other mavericks such as Irving Cooper and my mother, that train ride from Zurich Switzerland to Kitzbuel Austria, preparing me at age 10 what u at what age 18

 

Or

 

21

 

r just now learning, agree?

 

In other words think very carefully your next response spelling out for me clearly in precise English what if any amount up to 177,000 English pounds Sterling u

 

And/ Or

 

The bank of Scotland are prepared to lend me using ONLY the property, its improvements as well furnishings and fixtures as collateral and then there is my word, of course.

 

And should u want a tutorial in “money laundering” that I can almost guarantee u even if u r ready 4 retirement contains material u have never even dreamed about.

 

Remember I essentially retired at age 27 once I “nailed down” a number of things most importantly how it paid when meeting people “by chance” at say an airport and after giving them a schematic much like this one saying,

 

“U hold on to this and should it prove valuable at any time in the future don’t hesitate to place a check in mail,,, In time u will know how to reach me since I don’t make it my business to carry business cards but do not no matter how much u feel at this moment that I might have changed your life send me any amount of money that could have u feeling in any way resentful.”

 

I have learned a number of things since age 10 which I think r pretty well spelled out these days perhaps more so than before, my next missive to Ms. Valerie Schulte Esq. a senior attorney at the National Association of Broadcasters should make u feel sumwhat better, i.e. that not only r others possibly, more at the center of the universe than you but u can thank the Good Almighty Ingenious G-D there r others at this time more the focus of my attention.

 

Ms. Schulte, just to prep your saliva, always good to carry around a hanky-chief just in case, u know what I mean jellybean, in addition to carrying on a sexually explicit relationship with Ted Turner for sum 15 odd years is not altogether “ungodly” and just in case u didn’t know this but Mr. Turner is the founder of CNN and be4 getting into the broadcast business was in the billboard business which was a contributing factor in my former pal-attorney Mr. Mark Weinstein going “bad” on Mr. Ortiz; moreover, Ms. Schulte was exceedingly helpful to me while I conducting “Jew diligence” [sic] on behalf of the Hearst family whose corporate executives tasked with running the empire founded by the original William Randolph Hearst had hired a guy by the name of Sikes, the first name Bill comes to mind, and in filling up the posts at Hearst New Media an entity tasked with “gaining a foothold” in the frenzy that was going on back in late 1993 early 1994 as media companies “jockeyed for position” in the last quarter mile of the superhighway, Mr. Sikes had brought with him a bunch of bureaucrats some of whom had first got “intimate” with Mr. Sikes when he was over at the United States Commerce Department.

 

Now u don’t think I am going to get into what possibly could have gone wrong with the plane that crashed carrying Ron Brown another bigwig at Commerce who was doing as good a job as anyone working for a communist inspired organization such as the Democratic Party in helping developing countries become strong trading partners with the United States, then again u must be asking why Ron didn’t “kick the butt” of South Africa’s Minister of Trade and Commerce who when I presented Mr. Trevor Manuel who is currently South Africa’s Minister of Finance with the opportunity to buy Made In USA Inc. a tradeshow organization built by my buddy David “Crazy” Altman this idiot did not much more than “stir” in his lounge chair.

 

Much like this yellow arms chair I was sitting in earlier this morning over at our rock cabin, be4 heading out 4 a cup of “capuchina” [sic] and an egg croissant at the Julian Coffee Shop waiting to see if Steve Weinglass showed up again.

 

Steve doesn’t really know me all that well but enough to know that when I mean business I mean business and when I give someone my word that I am going to do something even if it means that his girlfriend, apparently the heiress to the Universal Studios fortune might spend to much time in front of her computer screen reading my missives either scrolling through my websites

 

Or

 

Simply going on to The Internet where folks unbeknown to me are posting emails just like these in places that search engines “find attractive” of course I can understand Steve’s nervousness but when u consider that Steve is the brother of Leonard Weinglass who many in the world of criminal defense consider the preeminent authority I say, “Hang Tough put yourself in my shoes”, hi Rosemary.

 

And be4 I forget I should also make mention as I think about what to title my next missive to my pal Ms. Schulte Esq. that she may not be fully up to speed on the fact that I helped cover a mortgage payment for her on her one of a kind property in Georgetown which is just a “hop-jump-and-a-toot” [sic] from Washington DC, after our “mutual pal” Mr. King Golden Esq. and I hit a not altogether insignificant “jackpot”, it wasn’t so much the $1 million that Westinghouse the big time defense contractor and former owner of CBS forked out nothing quite tho as exciting as seeing these thugs “fall on the sword” relinquishing all rights to the state of the art laser technology they attempted to steal, such technology used to protect the eyes of American submarine commanders who were losing their eyesight “left and right” as the Soviets aimed their own lasers at U.S submarines’ periscopes, “our” technology causing a shutter to be activated at speeds in the vicinity of 10 to the minus 12, i.e. picoseconds.

 

Please don’t think I am accusing u of being a “potted plant” working on behalf of sum international drug smuggling group thinking that in my attempts to take over the world insurance market in 7 days

 

Or

 

Less that I will simply keep marching on and on and on, can’t think of the name of the song that is playing in my head at this time.

 

So what do u think of our boy JoNathan who at age 10 came up with NO DEVIL LIVED ON=NO DEVIL LIVED ON?

 

Sincerely yours,

 

Gary S. Gevisser

The Rattlesnake

 

Ps – If I were a betting man and u were willing to hook yourself up to a polygraph machine I would be willing to bet just one dollar that one factor contributing to your delay in getting back to me earlier this week was u thinking like most people over age 23 that the missive I sent out this past Sunday that had the bull wearing the white feces-free underwear attached to his horns had me essentially “hanging up my spurs”, my using age 23 as a cutoff when it comes to teaching old dogs new tricks, agree?

 

Ps I – So what “poison pill provision” do u think Mr. Debonair JRK dropped in the lap of Senator John Kerry the Democratic Party Presidential Nominee when they supposedly “broke 4 champagne” back on September 5th of last year?

 

Ps II – Should u “feel the pinch” by your “superiors” my suggestion is that u check with an attorney

 

Or

 

Possibly an insurance specialist knowing a thing

 

Or

 

Too about RIFs [Reduction In Force], no doubt u put your heart and sole into your job, never though to invest your emotions in human beings, save yourself as well as your conscience a whole lot of misery, trust in G-D alone, who helps only those who help themselves, which is not to suggest u follow everything I say, for example if u, given my take of your present demeanor, were to walk into a bank as I did this past Friday, a week ago today, with enough cash and gold in hand to have the likes of Ms. Schulte, Mr. Golden as well as Mr. Roger W. Robinson who appeared recently on CBS’ 60 Minutes, part of the entourage trashing our great president-vice-president George W. Bush-Dick Cheney without disclosing his connections to the most secretive top secret institution in the United States, the National Security Council, not everyone one of them wimps, agree, then it is unlikely u wouldn’t have EVEN such types on their hand and knees scooting over to grab whatever they could,,,, the broadest smile coming on my face as I recall once again how a good decade ago I sat in my jeep reading Howard Stern’s first best selling book something to do with naked women and there out of the corner of my eye was Mr. Golden and Ms. Schulte on their hands and knees in this poorest of poor Roman Catholic Churches south of the border asking I assume for “absolution” after a Mexican Federal, i.e. police officer on a motorcycle had just minutes earlier let us go after stopping us for possession of marijuana and trust me had I not made such a big deal about how much I admired Howard Stern, remember I don’t make it my business to walk around with half a million dollars in cash and gold bullion, u could bet your bottom dollar both Mr. Golden’s budding legal career and Ms. Schulte’s job at this organization that shouldn’t be banned simply “placed on ice” would have without a doubt gone flying “down the tubes”, interesting the reaction one gets when smiling while typing away at sum 150 words a minute from not always the most attractive people.

 

Ps IV – Tomorrow we have Annual General Meeting of cabin owners and I am looking forward to chatting with our one neighbor John who is the youngest managing partner of one of the most distinguished law firms in all of San Diego, the last time we all got together and played touch football John and I got to chat a little, John remembering how when he was a kid Mr. King Golden, notice I no longer place the Esq. next to his name, designating his title “attorney” how “his hero” did nothing short of mesmerize John and the rest of the kids believing that the likes of Mr. Golden were all about “doing the right thing.”

 

Again tune into my Next Symposium which I think I will title something along the lines of “pay back time” and make note of the new email address I will be using from time to time, bearing in mind that it looks based on the evidence that those who sought to shut down my email service by intimidating my email service provider have come up nothing short of empty, hi Ma, no evidence to suggest that Mater was behind it

 

Or

 

Even an un-indicted co-conspirator since all the evidence so far continues to support her being “senile”, I just threw her in there because her South African “Holding Company” was called Promotions Inc, Pty Limited, a company in all likelihood set up by her accountant of sum 30 years, Mr. Gerald Hackner who passed away earlier this week.

 

My reason for doing using this new email address is to give everyone asking to be removed from my email list, i.e. added to my “delete list” as well as those having their emails returned to me saying “We don’t like u!” [sic] which has me now considering setting up a new hyperlink titled “Does not like recipient” reconsider whether they really want to be “allied” with such “good company.”

 

Not to forget that at my one website www.nextraterrestrial.com, I estimate, we are getting well over 2 million hits per day, on average, selling exactly what and as u know u being so scholarly in mathematics that even averages become statistically more relevant as the population group expands?

 

PS V – So tell me if u have found any 4 digit combination such as 1142 which when added and multiplied end up with the same result, how about 2 digit

 

Or

 

3 digit

 

Or

 

5 digit

 

Or

 

6 digit

 

Or

 

7 digit

 

Or

 

Just kick back, think about how many coincidences it takes be4 it is no longer a coincidence, twiddle your thumbs if that helps and why not check out the 10180 hyperlink?

 

PS VI – Would u know how I might reach Mr. Epstein who wrote The Diamond Invention? I never did get a response to my E-mail of January 13th, could it be that Mr. Debonair JRK also got to this man who u would have thought if he really was interested in the truth in terms of how the likes of American Charles Engelhard and The South African Oppenheimer family get basically good people like my father’s first cousin, my uncle David Gevisser to do their “bidding” why not talk to one member of this rather impressive clan whose track record of accomplishment in the “real world” is anything butt fiction-invention, then again as I thought fairly well expressed in my missive to sum character back on February 12th when I first ran into Steve Weinglass whose buddy dropped by the Julian Coffee Shop earlier in the day to say “hello”,

 

“ …, nothing selling quite as well tu the brain dead masses as the drama of a great conspiracy, one recognizing of course that the great conquerors such as the British made a point of stripping people of their most important right, the right tu learn in an interactive open forum environment, nothing quite tho as troubling tu people like Steve and I as those fricken educated folks who like Mr. King Golden Jnr Esq. the left of left wing communist who hung out back in 1972, crazed out their minds, with the likes of Democratic Party hopeful Senator “Cry Baby” Muskie, allowing their formal education tu interfere with their learning, agree?

 

I agree, not all that articulate but considering that I first see things in terms of patterns and then numbers and then I have to go through nothing short of mental masturbation to translate such purity into a language such as English ripped out of the Latin by politicians hell bent on keeping the middle class “towing the line” while “force feeding” the poor and impoverished on welfare, give me a break, will, u? 

 

PS VII – Just in case u hit the delete button the instant u got the email I sent last night to Margaret Moore, the operator of our Ccrest=Seacrest Cafι in Minehead, England, below is an identical copy my simply having added a footnote which like any change I make in terms of “addition” is indicated in the color green, although I received a number of communications that in a summary of an email I sent my one attorney in England this past Wednesday I apparently added in the following words which were not colored in green. I am sorry. I make mistakes and when I make a mistake, following in the guidelines of my step-father Alan Zulman, “I pay 4 my mistakes and when u make a mistake u pay 4 it.”

 

“…what if we also got my extraordinary mater and step-father Alan Zulman to place their “John Hancock-hens” on the …---- ?”

 

 

 

 

Attention: Margaret Moore – Operator of the Seacrest=Ccrest Cafι in Minehead, Somerset, England.

Sent: Thu 3/4/2004 8:22 PM PST

 

 

Margaret,

 

I cannot tell from your response below whether in fact you have now read this E-mail I sent u on February 13th.

 

Please confirm, either “yes” or “no”.

 

I do my very best to communicate “my findings”.

 

U can see from the previous hyperlink I can brief as well as stiletto like,

 

And could care less if u

 

Or anyone else like me as long as you love me, love=trust+respect.

 

Should u think I am giving u grief, why not call Mr. Debonair JRK, USA-1-619-238-1333 extension 24 and after asking him how he and the wifey are doing then do what I have repeatedly requested of u which is to call me, USA--858-SEL-NEXT.

 

And if u think 4 one single solitary second that I would sell Ccrest from underneath u, then u would be 100% correct and then sum, plus the person acquiring this “one of a kind business opportunity” will pay us, i.e. Marie+me very handsomely.

 

Naturally I only consider myself more handsome than say someone like Gerald Hackner who like just about everyone I knew growing up in South Africa who didn’t do “the right thing” when given ample opportunities seemingly got fatter and rather ugly in his old age, say compared to someone like my Dad, this photo taken, I believe, when he was in his late 60s.[1]

 

 

Don’t let the fact that I don’t always comb what little remains of my hair get u thinking that despite my strong opposition to violence I will tolerate anyone “kicking sand in my face” my ability to act as well as dress the clown,,, look as easy as it is for me to don a 3 piece suit.

 

1,2,3, mother caught a flea…---…

 

I move in and out of circles from the poorest of the poor to the richest of the rich with the ease of a fly, has as much to do with my DNA as my rather good breeding, my being indoctrinated from the earliest of ages on too simple points;

 

One, I would not inherit a dime, i.e. avoid the baited breath syndrome, if not waiting in anxious anticipation for the death of both parents then having the resentment build up as the coffers during their golden years got depleted which leads to the second point, improvisation, i.e. neither of my incredible parents had any thoughts in the almost 21 years I lived in their household of making me a co-dependant, despite the abundance of “kaffirs”, i.e. slave laborers who were, however, treated rather well, perhaps tho, not as well as the Blacks who worked for the overtly racist Durban North Lazarus Clan, a point I believe I have covered rather well in previous missives, the likes of this Lazarus family anything but hypocrites.

 

My time, like anyone who has painstakingly gone about never being idle, is very valuable, more importantly I am very proud of my personal accomplishments and only the Almighty Very SMART G-D and I know the “Whole truth and nothing but the truth so help me G-D”, my knowing enough these days about the inner workings of the universe to not only know that G-D exists within each one of us but to explain the positive-negative forces in ways that pretty much anyone even someone with the brain size of a gnat can understand, agree?

 

I tend to focus on the “negative space” because by the time I was 13 years of age I witnessed first hand all the “small talk” that took place whether it be in family gatherings, community events, school functions as well as at our Orthodox Jewish Temple, the likes of Gerald Hackner who passed away a couple of days ago one of the best “small talkers” who despite being incredibly brilliant, which is quite different to “incredibly smart”, since each and every one of us is SMART, having his hand in pretty much every deal going on in our community and a whole lot elsewhere, couldn’t find it “within himself” to “discover” the brilliance of my rather modest father seeing fit to see to it that a man so trusted by the employees of the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies, particularly the non-white workers, found a descent paying job.

 

Gerald was mostly a good friend and contemporary of my mothers as well as her accountant and make no mistake Gerald Hackner like any single human being who has ever had the pleasure of doing business with my “one of a kind mother” knows the instant she opens her mouth this is one person to pay very careful attention to given her no-nonsense, stiletto like approach to “problem solving” that attracted, if you could believe it, even more successful business people than Gerald and his even quieter business partner Alan Benn, does the name Aristotle Onassis ring a bell?

 

And I can assure you that there was also no hanky panky going on between mother and Aristotle Onassis who I never recall meeting although it is possible I attended a meeting

 

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Too my focusing almost exclusively on my mother as this photo depicts rather well, I am the one sitting.

 

There exists also a formal family photo taken at about the same time which shows me paying equal attention to my father so wanting to give always of his very best, never, not once, leading me to feel like I was being manipulated in any way which as you may have gathered cannot be said by either of the too biological children we know of “belonging to” the former husband of Marie, I am not the only person referring to this so poorly conditioned specimen as The Sperm Donor.

 

So u must surely be asking yourself at least 3 questions at this time, the first obviously, the point of this missive, the second whether in fact Mr. Debonair JRK had anything to do with The Sperm Donor sending Marie the “Teeth” email given The JRK’s position ever since he saw that we had found in Judge Hendrix in Superior Court back on October 24th 2002 an honest and intelligent human being, more than a handful of folks coming forward at this time suggesting in no uncertain terms that at a minimum The JRK’s “encouraging” me to sue The Sperm Donor et al for everything down to their last penny while embarrassing the hell out of them was to serve as nothing more than a “litmus test” for both my as well as Marie’s resolve in “preserving all rights and privileges” including what many believe would have been in the best interests of the kids as opposed to the “Chinese Water treatment” they get when living sum 50% in quite the dysfunctional household where not only is the “message that money has no value. Or worse, you are trying to buy her off” but where they get to perfect the “art of negative attention.”

 

Naturally, the 3rd question is also somewhat basic; how could I be so certain that there was in fact “no hanky panky” going on between my mother and any

 

Or

 

all of the “super rich” many not caught up in the “trappings of success”, not feeling the need to be “famous” as she coached many a top dog on the IMPORTANCE OF BEING A WOMAN, nothing quite bothersome as a “broken record”

 

Or

 

Perhaps an out of date book

 

Or

 

A blunt ax, other than from all appearances my mother looked happily married to the best looking, never to forget my mother’s half brother, Joe Ash, quite the Durban City Councilman-Deputy Mayor-businessman who also never “lifted a finger” to help out in time of need, my reminded of Mrs. JRK giving Mr. Debonair JRK “the finger” when he recently wished her “Happy Middle-Aged birthday” [sic].

 

Now Mr. JRK this is what I call “Debonair”.

 

My Dad very likely never asked anyone including my mother with all her connections for assistance since this rather good overall athlete was in fact the “backbone” of the “mini-empire” my mother built over sum 30 years.

 

Anyone who ever had dealings with my father while he gingerly tended the business of the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies under the watchful, evil eye of Sol “Little King” Moshal, knew that not only was my father “honest to a fault” but no one in their right mind would take him “4 a fool”, this Moshal piece-of-garbage doing everything in his power to demoralize B.N Gevisser and spread the “evil word” about my “one of a kind-very competent dad” very much on his own once the last of his incredible parents bit the dust, his father Israel Issy Gevisser dying of a “broken heart” soon after The Little King sold out the family business to an equally deprived Lilly-White-Wheaty-Eating individual known as The Maze King, Natie Kirsh, “flush with cash”, didn’t wait long, however, to give The Little King the boot, no evidence of any cash changing hands but when a business is sold for less than the liquidated value of its real estate holdings one doesn’t need to have a fricken nose as big as mine to smell a rat, agree?

 

In fact The Little King got his first comeuppance, i.e. “boned up the ass” at the very first convening of the Board of Directors when The Maze King seeing The Little King seated in the chairman’s chair said, “Mr. Moshal you are sitting in my seat.”

 

Such a very shady deal no doubt well observed by those in the know, so accustomed to “looking the other way.”

 

What goes around comes around, evil taking simply different forms weighing, however, the same mass, coming back in my opinion with far more of a vengeance when each and every one of us don’t unite to confront evil the instant we encounter it.

 

I have painstakingly examined my life and as best I can those I know the best and there can be no getting away from the patterns I see as clearly as I know who I am, just like each one of us knows exactly who we are

 

Or

 

So I suspect since I cannot talk 4 anyone else but me.

 

The fact that I am a product of too incredible human beings, the human body in and of itself beyond belief, wouldn’t u agree, seems to have enabled me to multi-task in ways that I do in fact have difficulty in explaining other than to say I work hard and play hard and love what I do best which apparently has tens of thousands of people reading my emails each and every day, a greater sense of calmness prevailing everywhere particularly in those households where zero negative forces r allowed to take root, man rots from the waste, up.

 

My learning from the time of my barmitzvah that if in fact there was anything “untoward” going on between my mother and anyone else I would have been able to figure it out, clearly u can c I am not holding back “any punches”, Mater even after 4 children at age 41 was still in as good a shape as my wife Marie who at least for another 20 days is the same age as me, few who know exactly what I have been doing these past 4 odd years would have believed I would make it this far without “burning out”, one can only imagine why Mr. JRK wanted me to hold off until May, mother and Mr. JRK appearing to be too peas in a pod, sad.

 

But then again I know with a high degree of certainty that Mr. JRK  was not kidding when comparing the odds of me surviving in this “God eat God” [sic] world versus the Average Joe Blow, at 5:14 PM PST earlier today I received a phone call that registered “unknown” on my cell phone, the voice, a foreign national, wishing me anything butt, “Have a good day”, our friend Bryan right beside me, at the time, and I can assure you it was not Marie, I picked her up from the airport at around 3PM PST and I could hear her from the west coast headquarters of Manager Minute One busy on other matters of importance.

 

As I have repeated time and again, everyone just somewhat conscious on this planet knows we are all very much on “borrowed time.”

 

In a nutshell, I simply cannot be distracted, something the former co-executor of my estate Mr. Debonair JRK attempted to do repeatedly from when I first put his “feet to the fire” back in the summer of 1999 with this very first posting on The Internet ultimately resulting in this posting after I convinced The JRK that I wasn’t bluffing after placing this posting on the www.footsak.com website that was the testing grounds that confirmed a number of things both to me as well as people with far higher IQs than Mr. JRK yet equally emotionally unstable like Mr. Newell Starks who u should also know by now is in my “cross hairs” perhaps tho, not as troublesome as Mr. Debonair JRK could be at this time if he were to be so incredibly stupid to think that he can outmaneuver me other than say sticking his hand in his pocket, pulling out a dime getting a buddy

 

Or

 

Too within say the United States Justice Department to tangle me up with a writ

 

Or

 

Too or 3 and then there are 4 digits 1142, that keep cropping up time and again, the folly of those who invest their emotions in human beings as opposed to reaching into their pocket books eventually losing not simply their spouses attracted to the likes of their gardeners but possibly less devastating their conscience,

 

And then there are sum of us who would be equally devastated.

 

Quite awesome was Pythagoras’ 0+1+2+3+4=10, agree?

 

Mr. Debonair JRK just like the approximately 15,000 odd people who will be reading this communiquι within the next 24 hours may yet figure out assuming of course his brain has become a perfect vacuum, i.e. no sound traveling “back and forth”, perhaps tho a “light bulb” going off that what we have is a “one of a kind combination”, certainly not that many 4 number combinations such as 1142 which when added together and multiplied result in the same number, agree?

 

Check with Mr. Debonair JRK, his home address is 567 blah blah, telephone number, USA-1- 619-222-8842 and if he

 

Or

 

Anyone has a problem in me disclosing supposedly such “personal stuff” I say to them, to u and to everyone who gets to read this missive, place yourself in my shoes today and give a thought to “poor, poor Gary” who has essentially been abandoned by his own immediate family to mention little of the wimps he grew up with like Cliff Benn blah blab blab for no other reason than the fact that I am telling “The whole truth and nothing but the truth so help me G-D” my being invigorated, however, by every single mistake made by those “who protest to much” since I am, again, mostly operating in “negative space” where there is no “noise” from the “maddening crowd”, the players so focused on “possessing the ball” so often going “around and around in circles” getting either “top heavy”

 

Or

 

“rake thin” whereas I get to focus on being, constantly, in balance, examining the “missed opportunities”, the so called “opportunity costs” which are the cost of the next best alternatives, and why it is impossible, no strike that, inconceivable 4 me to ever get depressed, my having been allowed to fly free and high from the earliest of ages also gives me more of a competitive advantage to “sit perched” swooping in “at will” following the signposts of evolution never confusing G-D’s will with each of us having “free will” locating my prey and getting out in the “nick of time” much like what my incredible father accomplished day and night through 71 operations, dive bombing the Nazi bastards from a dizzy height his 60th operation spelling out things oh so clearly, none more so than why the likes of Gerald Hackner and Co. would not see fit to go into business with perhaps the very best of the best business people that I know, my father only finding out quite late in life, I believe well into his 60s that he is dyslexic, no wonder why he only scored “average” on his “instrument flying” compared to “above average” in every other category.

 

Nothing quite like “raging hormones” to upset the balance of G-D-Nature, agree?

 

Margaret, getting back to the purpose of this missive, I will agree to the following:

 

1.          Go ahead and open March 19th providing me with a daily record of gross sales, keeping all receipts for a future audit.

2.          Make a weekly payment of our 10% override with the law offices of Risdon Hosegood, i.e. no need to bother Mr. McLusky with “small talk” unless of course you advance him your own monies, my suggesting to him that he charge you something approaching my hourly rate of $300,000 dollars and based on the exchange rate I got when the monies sent by Mr. McLusky hit my bank account here in the States that would amount to approximately 150,000 English Pounds Sterling per hour.

3.          In the meantime if you want to keep busy other than spreading the good word that us Americans-Canadians-Brits-South Africans-Peruvians-Chinese-Tumbutuvians excetera etcetera will be arriving in force at the beginning of May, G-D willing a trip first to Peru, read carefully this posting on the Yahoo Stratos Lightwave message board, and don’t be put off by the lack of responses. Remember if I were in to “playing with myself” I could come up with a whole bunch of aliases making it look like the mountain was coming to Mohammed; u would, however, be keeping “good company” with the likes tho of Mr. JRK, Mr. Thomas Stephens Esq. Citigroup’s most awesome “management friendly” attorney, i.e. “very shareholder hostile gunslinger” along with possibly more than a handful of United States Regulators, past and present, knowing perfectly well that my Settlement Offer of $100 billion comes with certain conditions including that Mr. Newell Starks pays me back the monies he owes and second someone finds the courage from within to whisper in our great president George W. Bush’s ear that he should also from time to time check in as this epic of epic SCALs [Shareholder Class Action Lawsuits] unfolds.

4.          Go to the local printer and have them print out my business card and hand them out to everyone u meet letting them know to either call or email me and I in turn will try my best to keep them informed of my whereabouts including the “one of a kind” math and science tutorial that will knock their socks off, and of course the more women you attract the quicker the word will spread, my previous missives explaining this I seem to recall, rather well, agree?

 

In the next day

 

Or

 

So I will be communicating with Mr. David McDermott of WAMU, and u will notice the lack of a chorus at eRaider.com’s The Buck Stops Here, Professor Aaron BrownNose Brown perhaps wishing at this time that his wifey, Deborah Pastor had managed to do a better job of holding his tongue, perhaps even wishing his “cat” in scratching out his eyes, moved on to not only cutting out his tongue but chopping off every one of his fingers?

 

Make no mistake, think very carefully your next move.

 

I could care less if Ccrest burns to the ground even if in fact you have been remiss in not making certain there is “proper and adequate” insurance in place since I know there are no coincidences in life, different to “I believe there are no coincidences” which means in simply English, again and again, that there is in fact design everywhere, i.e. the more someone chooses to throw “fast balls” my way they will only make their death-life that much more miserable the next go around, it up, tho, to each one of us including my too brother-in-laws members of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police [RCMP] to “throw caution to the wind” the winds of change upon us, a new dawn is awakening.

 

Earlier this afternoon at around the time I was picking up Marie, Pypeetoe quite taken by the surprise of Marie “in disguise” I received this solicitation

 

Subject: Urgent: Kerry Needs Our Support

 

Dear MoveOn member,

It's now clear that John Kerry will be our Democratic nominee. And that means we've reached one of the most important points in the race to defeat George Bush...

Again, over my dead body, will a “shit head” like Senator John “Catheter” Kerry defeat George W. Bush with the likes of the Krinsks who fortunately are not raising kids, Melvyn  Weiss, Ron Burkle, King Golden Jr, Po-li Pollak, Mark Weinstein, Newell Starks, Dan Weinstein, The Sperm Donor blah blah trumpeting a value system that belongs in the toilet, agree?

 

Very sincerely,

 

Gary S. Gevisser

The Rattlesnake

 

 

Ps – Remember despite all the upheaval never in the history of our species, to the best of my knowledge has there been a better time to be alive, the youth who are all our futures seem more and more to be getting with the program. Just a matter of moments in the space of time be4 the “write” [sic] number of people get with the mission.

 

 

-----Original Message-----
From: LYNDA SMITH [mailto:lynda@smith6212.fsnet.co.uk]
Sent: Thursday, March 04, 2004 2:28 AM
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: seacrest

 

Dear Gary

To my knowledge I have not recieved the email you are referring to..... as I said I can only do my best!  Could you please send any reply to Mark, as Lynda is experiencing problems with her PC at present.

Best Wishes

Margaret

 

 

 

From: Gary S. Gevisser

Sent: Wed 3/3/2004 4:13 AM PST

To: LYNDA SMITH [mailto:lynda@smith2867.fsnet.co.uk

Subject: Seacrest

 

 

Dear Margaret,

 

I don’t recall getting a response to this email below?

 

http://nextraterrestrial.com/pdf/margaret-2-13-04.htm

 

We still need to “nail a few things down” to ensure this business achieves its full potential.

 

Gary + Marie

 

 

-----Original Message-----
From: LYNDA SMITH [mailto:lynda@smith2867.fsnet.co.uk]
Sent: Wednesday, March 03, 2004 2:52 AM
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: Seacrest

 

Dear Gary

We are hoping to open Seacrest 19th March at least for weekends hope the weather will be good and that Minehead is busier than it is now, it is dead but we can try our best.

Hope you are all well

Margaret

 

 

 

 

 

-----Original Message-----
From: Brian_Winkworth@bankofscotland.co.uk [mailto:Brian_Winkworth@bankofscotland.co.uk]
Sent: Friday, March 05, 2004 5:55 AM
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: Minehead Property

 

 

Dear Gary

 

I apologise for the delay in responding to you latest e-mail but this is due to losing my mail files for a short while.

 

I'm sorry but I will be unable to progress your request unless I have much fulller information as I explained in my note to you on the 2nd March.

 

Regards

 

Brian

 

Brian Winkworth

Director, New Business

Bank of Scotland

London West  End

Phone: (Area Code) 020 7917 3705

Mobile 07900 135227

Email: brian_winkworth@bankofscotland.co.uk

 

 

 

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[1] Prior to my uncle Leizer Molk MD hooking my Dad on Viagra to the point it made apparently sense for Leizer to fly from Denver, Colorado out to Melbourne, Australia, versus chartering jumbo jets much like what took place when the Epilady USA folks were flooding the markets back in the late 1980s early 1990s with devices manufactured next to chicken runs on Kibbutz Hagoshrim located in the Galilee, Israel, the excess wiring imbedded into the head of the contraptions that grabbed the hair from the root, invented by men hell bent on torturing woman wanting more than a “close shave” although, since these Viagra tablets are samples should my anything but indulgent father decide to return what he doesn’t use which as long as the folks in the warehouses don’t include them when counting inventory thereby reducing the “cost of sales” i.e. inflating their profits which could be material resulting in the company, assuming it is publicly traded, having to file what is referred to as either a Q1

 

Or

 

K1, the Q denoting “Quarterly Report” the IC denoting “Annual Report” and don’t ask me why they use this sort of designation, remember I am a “failed university tutor” from a 3rd World institution that catered to mostly lilly-white-wheaty-eating-nanny kids focused mostly on the size of their “diks”, guys and gals so alike these days, pitiful, agree?

 

What I c is us making lots of money from selling tons of Ccrest ice-cream obviously all this spelled out in my father’s will, different to what took place when the Epilady customers returned their used devices where the hot air coming out of the executive suits was funneled through osmoses into the warehouses where at times the “used Epiladys” contained not simply residue from pimples oozing out of control but the tissue samples if large enough could have, had the little shits running the company stopped 4 an hour

 

Or

 

Too from stuffing cocaine up their noses, then be shipped to the owners of Epilady, The Twins of Twins Pharmaceuticals based in South Africa who could then use these patches to patch up the blotches on millions of Black peoples faces, the result of their skin lightening creams creating permanent scaring that eventually offended even a fair number of whites including my incredible mother who advised her multinational pharmaceutical giant clients operating in South Africa not to touch such despicable concoctions with anything short of a “hundred foot pole.”

 

My now running another “flag up the pole” to see how many takers out there are wanting to do the right thing and add to our coffers, bearing in mind that the present so-called Black Government under Thabo Mbeki, perhaps the most educated African in history saw fit not to recognize the link between the HIV virus and AIDS, coffers not to be confused with the highly derogatory word “kaffir” which to the best of my knowledge Black people in South Africa never use not even when sitting quietly amongst themselves asking when the Black Lord will finally embrace them “tooth and nail”, there being, however, no such thing as the color black

 

Or

 

White, each of us choosing to be descent

 

Or

 

Indecent

 

Naked is how we come into this world and so it should be as we go out with nothing other than a slow cap.

 

The California Agriculture Partners referenced in this internal memo prepared by Ms. Vicky “Sticky” Schiff along with input from her co-managing director Dan Weinstein who in turn was aided by the Wetherly Capital Group’s “renter” Mr. Joe Campos, who after “setting up” too meetings with former California Governor Gray “Ho Chi Min” Davis found a spot where he didn’t have to pay “rent”, the folks from U.S. Filter owned by a “holy owned” [sic] subsidiary of Vivendi Environmental which in turn is 63% by the “poor religious French Conglomerate parent” Vivendi is telling of many things none more so than their attorney Mr. William H. “Hi I just want to cry” Jackson Esq. who happens to be a Black African American being either incompetent

 

Or

 

Culpable take your pick!

 

Sidebar to Mr. William H. Jackson Esq: Just a suggestion, maybe this would be a good time to turn yourself into the Federal Bureau of Investigation commonly referred to as the FBI.