Continuing from Hyperlink 24

Minister Manuel, first let me say that quite a bit has happened since June 10^th 1999 when I decided to go “tu war” with the man I considered at the time the most rapacious human being in modern day history outside of despots like Saddam Hussein.

Since then I have come to realize that Ronald “The Finagle King” Perelman is in many ways as short on a good PR person as he is in stature and make no mistake I may have lost possibly an inch considering all the crawling I have been doing lately tu mention little of the “ducking & diving” avoiding becoming a target of my step-son’s better than average throwing arm thanks to his French Canadian uncle who happens to be a member of the RCMP an organization that is probably not thought all that highly of by members of our FBI and CIA but who if called upon would no doubt stand tall with their counterparts here in the United States, his brother though currently lives in Washington DC also a member of the RCMP assigned to the Canadian ambassador in our capital.

Capital like water tends to find its own balance assuming of course the markets are not rigged and once you get to read Part 8 of the 8 Part mini series I will be sending Ms. Diana Henriques of the New York X et al you will understand this all a little better, baring in mind that if u r not part of the solution then u r part of the problem and the best thing I can suggest for u at this time is not tu listen to anyone schooled at say a university like the University of Natal that catered to mainly brain dead white wheaty eaters and just sit tight.

Now very recently I heard an unsubstantiated story about Mr. Perelman and/or an aide having “stunk up” a Beverly Hills hotel owned by the Starwood chain. Now if u happen to have information that would have this matter cleared up it would save me sum time allowing me to take care of the mundane tasks like paying bills, replacing lost passports and credit cards that drives me “knuts” [sic].

We are really all in the same boat for there isn’t really anywhere for any one to “duck & dive” especially as the oceans warm up gobbling the land the ritzy folk getting the squeeze like never before as the mutineers trek away from the “dustbowels” [sic] tu the beltways and of course there is The Internet in which case everybody should just remain put, altho it would be unsportsmanlike to be purchasing “puts” in the stock markets around the world that are about tu go bust.

Recently I finished Mutiny on the Bounty that refers tu a place called Withycombe on the Bristol Channel probably close tu Minehead where I have my Ccrest B&B+Cafe with family more inland in a village called Wivesliscombe, all located in the west countryside of England in Somerset county.

I am also in the midst of completing my book Manager Minute One that is combination of my life’s experience along with evidence that not only is G-d alive and well but having a jolly good time watching us wear away one of the items that so distinguishes us from the rest of the animal kingdom namely, the brain and of course we have the index finger to help gauge the direction of the wind 4 those out of touch and then there is the middle finger 4 those occasions when less said the better, agree?

The thing I like most about this particular edition of Mutiny on the Bounty is that the hard cover has this red ribbon built in which allowed me tu keep my place without bending the pages, built in closets key tu a lasting relationship and course there is my wife’s expression, “When the dialogue becomes too monologues it is the beginning of the end,” butt then again given what I read sum time back of your marital misgivings u are not really in a position tu pass much of an opinion on this matter, worse yet, if in fact u have too failed marriages under your belt perhaps this is now the time to introduce legislation that would require such a pathetic character having tu pass a test much like a driving license before being granted a third marriage license allowing the likes of me to provide the interegator a series of questions, i.e. interrogatories linked tu a database that contains all the records of the individual such that their prospective spouse unless brain dead will be given ample opportunity tu back out of the marriage while saving face-farce,

which brings met closer tu what it is that u can speak about with any sense of authority other than the fact that while protesting against the Nationalist Nazi Party u weren’t killed, didn’t lose a limb, probably didn’t cost u more than a farthing, please don’t start farting, certainly u don’t have a wasted university education say from a fukukta university like the University of Natal, South Africa tu blame 4 your formal education interfering with your learning, who then is tu blame 4 your APD, as in Absent Parent Disease.

Keeping my place, particularly when reading a book about a subject matter that is all but second nature tu me serves little purpose especially when you consider how long it takes me tu read a book the pages getting trashed each time I fling it off the bed tu mention little of the my dog’s dirty paws.

As much as u mite think sitting quiet in the comfort of your chair makes it impossible 4 the likes of me tu read u, u would be gravely mistaken and of course when I got u tu sign this photo of my niece and an equally young Black South African kid, I was wanting tu c whether u could write, G-d forbid I were to call u a “dik” altho I bet when on the street u heard far worse language from folks who u knew could be trusted to back u up in time of need, agree?

So far I have no proof that u can even read, certainly u like many of my forefathers going back at least to the time of the WWII couldn’t read the writing on the wall.

Even my cousin Mark Gevisser who is supposedly writing an autobiography of your boss, President Mbeki, chose tu ignore not only logic but failed tu call upon his uncle, my father, who sat right across in the same office of his father, Israel “Issy” Gevisser, who would have set this hot-shot journalist ever so straight on my grandfather’s repeated efforts to get his family out of Vilnius where they were all eventually murdered by the “Germans.”

The dots in the last hyperlink show all those “ripped tu shreds” unlikely tho they each got a “nailed down” coffin since my step-grandmother, whose name escapes me chose tu “duck & dive”, c “My dear friend Israel…-à>>>” contained in the prior hyperlink, believing “bad news” was best swept under the carpet.

Of course u know exactly from where I come, that I didn’t just fall out of a tree that my grandfather Issy Gevisser had much more than a fukukta last name that means sumthing tu more than a handful of folk, much more importantly was his golden reputation, never once could anyone point their finger at this pillar of the community who never lied, stole or cheated his way tu success, other than of course me, one of his, let me c now, 8 grandsons.

Certainly, this man who provided the means 4 folks with your color skin and even lighter than u tu make ends meet could have done more, not in terms of giving back tu the community, investing not in luxury accommodations or setting up foreign bank accounts or trust funds 4 his offspring which would have been as easy as making hay in fields of Alpine Valley just east of San Diego, but don’t ask me how, Christ Almighty I am just learning how tu type, not all that keen to ride horses but fearless, nevertheless, just like my grandfather and my dad, not in the least bit afraid of my shadow which tends tu hide my rather ugly duck looks.

My one and only criticism of my incredible grandfather was that he didn’t hold on tu a handful of the those bottles he picked up off the dirty streets of Durban, South Africa when he first arrived off a ship at the turn of the last century and began pushing at first a wheelbarrow to make ends meet. Not only would those bottles be worth a “fistful” of dollars right now but more importantly he could have bequeathed them tu me when he died so that when I return next time tu Durban, South Africa and attend a “church service” where many so-called Jewish people hang out with the likes of the Durban Lazarus clan, “bought & paid 4” [non-sic] by the former Nazi regime, I can use such “priceless” bottles as a “bargaining chip” tu get this and other rapacious, out of control families tu start towing the line and at the same time send a clear message tu others not only in the Durban Jewish Community but communities throughout the country that now is the time tu “pay their Jews” [sic].

I am in fact copying a number of other individuals-families some still living in Durban, others right now acting like potted plants spread throughout the globe but there is in fact no where 4 any of them tu hide. In a nutshell, they are encircled much like Dr. JBS et al who is the at least twice-divorced, first husband of my wife. It will be interesting to c what else u have in common with the biological father of “our” too children.

Altho Issy Gevisser like my father didn’t say more than he needed, no doubt his good looks like that of Bernard Nathan Gevisser helped in many ways, certainly my father’s charm & charisma didn’t hurt my mother’s Charm School & Model Agency business from start tu finish, to mention little of his one time incredible intellect buried deep behind his extraordinary humility.

It would have been a rather easy route 4 me tu follow in both my father and grandfather’s footsteps given what I knew to be their incredible standing particularly in the non-white communities best illustrated when Natie Kirsch disposed of more than a handful of households’ “bread & butter” after acquiring the Durban Bottle Exchange altho by 1970 the family business had merged with the Moshal family’s trading operations and was better known as the Moshal Gevisser Group of Companies, my grandfather though in all likelihood the single largest shareholder.

The only reason I went to university was to stay out of the army otherwise I would have remained tu play “pong” with the likes of u altho I really enjoy “roughing it up” with folks far more extreme than u on both the far right and far left, the fact being they are one and the same and then surrounding myself with those who love feathers and provide me with a “safe haven.”

Borderline cases such as yourself are a little bit more tough tu figure out, in the end tho the numbers don’t lie and u are essentially finished, unless of course u get with the program real quick.

U have now sum time tu go thru a number of hyperlinks including the recent communications with Professor Aaron Brown of the Yeshiva in New York City who has this pitiful altho rather elaborate website 4 such a sour loser.

Make no mistake tho he didn’t just appear out of nowhere having caught the attention of some of the best journalists in the land including Diana Henriques of the New York Times who has written a best seller or too, The White Sharks of Wall Street, worth reading if u are focused on looking in the past 4 what lies up ahead whereas if u stay tuned in with me, better yet let me know how many signed copies of Manager Minute One u want, just have Patti let me know and u will have many answers to questions u are incapable of dreaming up.

There probably isn’t an individual on this planet who knows better the “insider” moves than me, more importantly I don’t have tainted fingers, I do tho have red marks on my left index finger tu go with my rather large red birthmark on my right thigh.

Sum would argue both my legs and arms particularly my fingers are getting shorter and more stogy each time I press down on a computer key but as I demonstrated against our 10-year-old this past weekend I am still pretty quick once up on my toes altho it would be wrong tu persistently compliment and praise oneself when rugby tackling a stationary human being still an inch or too smaller than me, baring in mind I ain’t quite the giant his biological father, Dr. JBS, a pathologist mind u, once described me as.

Nothing is quite “black or white” certainly nothing is going tu be quite as colorful once I and/or my heirs tu mention little of not wanting tu mess with either executor of my worldwide estate, get our day in court demonstrating tu the likes of Dr. JBS et al that not only has history a way of repeating itself sum of us have learned a thing or tTOo in terms of how tu take care of ourselves, keeping our friends ever so close and our enemies at arms length not quite k knowing despite me telegraphing my punches how to counter an “inside out” maneuver as they begin tu self-implode in earnest, i.e. u snooze, u lose.

Tu mention little of what u yoyos have done over the past decade while Nicholas “Oppenwheiners” [sic] played cricket taking u and those around u 4 nothing more than a bunch of crickets, tu mention even less a host of litigators copied on my emails who if called upon will “rip” like a fast moving current at anyone who so much as has the audacity tu fart in my vicinity.

By the way, that “whiner” hyperlink contains the name Martin Rapaport, a gentleman I met on several occasions while doing a “stent” [sic] in the diamond trade back in the late 1970s with “our” headquarters based, u would have guessed wrong if u hadn’t been thinking 47^th Street, New York City.

Who knows if I get bored while on my next trip to New York I may just pay the boys over at Codiam Inc. a visit if 4 no other reason than tu get their email addresses and tu forward this and sum of my better pieces 4 them tu peruse “at will” and make no mistake Mr. Finance Minister these boys know that I have their best interests at heart, at least over the long haul, agree?

Now sum might think I should be investing in U Haul trucks just tu guard the entrances tu my various homes but once u come tu grips as I have with how fragile things are right now there can be no mistaking unless u are totally shut off from reality that I am nothing more than a breath of fresh air, and of course I can understand u first getting a little hot under the collar, hey man, I am not going tu be asking anyone tu give up their collarbone, get real will u?

I could opt one of these days 4 one of those speech recognition devices that Ms. Henriques uses but in all likelihood it would slow me down given how quickly I not only touch type but how rather delicate I am with the key board.

Try it sum time and u will see how much faster u type when not trying tu beat the computer as if it were sum sort of perfect machine, watch out tho 4 Arnold, he may not be quite as eloquent as Ronald Reagan nor should we assume that simply because he married an anexoric woman that he is altogether dumb as well as being rather pitiful putting out movies that play to worst in human nature.

Never having made out like a bandit despite opportunities that could fill up more than a few pages my focus has always been tu remain true tu my roots, not concerned so much as what my parents mite think if I were placed up on a witness stand but how G-d would judge me, remaining as quiet as possible, letting my work product speak 4 itself until of course I had sumthing meaningful tu say, wouldn’t u agree Mr. Bob Kaplan Esq?

Bob Kaplan of Kilsheimer, Fox, blah blah and his co-lead counsel Mr. Jeffrey Krinsk Esq. of Finkelstein & Krinsk is of course very thankful 4 my persistent complimentary services that resulted in the best of the best SCALs managing tu get their acts together with just a couple or so hours tu go before the statute of limitations in going after Ronald “Kinky-Finagle King” Perleman ran out leaving them “hi & dry” never being able tu tell their grandchildren of their “laudatory evaluation of my abilities” that saved them from a life of exile given the fact that I was just one “click” away from spilling the beans that could have resulted in a shifting of the earth’s rotation, a good number of folks just farting much like my Perfect Storm II moved more than a mountain of “hey”, sum would argue differently and tu them I say, “Let’s get it on.”

4 most of my career I have remained not only well grounded while strongly motivated tu fly high waiting tho 4 the right opportunity, making sure that I kept busy enuf so that my mind wouldn’t turn tu rot, playing hard, staying as best I could in excellent physical shape while fulfilling my “good neighborly” responsibilities which of course has at its highest priority keeping the rapacious, the “duckers and divers” in check.

I have painstakingly gone about creating a “track record” that shows beyond a shadow of a doubt that I do a whole lot more than “blow smoke” knowing a thing or too not only about the inner workings of the universe which tu many may not be all that meaningful given the penchant 4 instant gratification, but in time it will, tu mention little of my understanding of the “inside” workings of the marketplaces, both in terms of the commodity markets as well as the stock markets and of course u wouldn’t be surprised tu hear that many of my “skin in the game” Shareholder Class Action Litigators [SCALS] are now moving more and more into the antitrust arena, as in the “price fixing” business which isn’t all that different to the business of performing vasectomies, but sumthing I am all too familiar with coming from country rich with mineral resources that had the likes of Charles Englehard knocking on my uncle’s door, plantinum tu boot.

First In First Out is no doubt something u probably picked up off the street and my hope is that u didn’t pick up like Dr. JBS sum venereal disease which could possibly account 4 sum of his rather bizarre behavior altho I will wait either 4 his autopsy report should he take the easy route out and commit suicide which is something that happens to each one of us when we fail to take responsibility 4 our misconduct, including failing to perform our jobs to the best of our ability or simply wait patiently 4 my day in court.

President Bush does tho have as good an excuse as any I could dream up in terms of why he hasn’t taken heed of my “headline” calling 4 the suspension of trading of the stock markets here in the United States given the whining of folks such as yourself that have him constantly distracted altho my sense is that he will do the right thing and give u nothing but lip service until such time as u clean up your act.

My prescient timing is today well recorded all over The Internet altho I haven’t always used my “birth name” which means as much tu me as diddly, but should u mess with “it” or me than “watch out”

Last In First Out is another term u could possibly have picked up off the streets which could do u more harm than getting something like syphilis or aids to mention little of “herbees” [sic] 4 it could put u in the poor house, much like those continuing tu place their lifesavings in the stock markets which are rigged from head tu toe, i.e. the stock markets are all but dead, rigormortus soon tu be setting in.

And then what?

Stay tuned tu NextraTerrestrial.com and I can assure u that not only will u not be bored unless of course u get tired of your cartoon rendering and tu see that u would first need to acknowledge this email and request an autographed copy from one of my many illustrators just chomping at the bit tu draw u all riled up.

Throughout the canyons of Del Mar there are signs about people just leaving “paw prints” and there is every possibility that my dog is starting tu read, certainly my wife is beginning to think Pypeetoe is more intelligent than me which is the reason I thought she married me in the first place, certainly it wasn’t for my looks, now take a look at her “dirty look”.

Here I am trying to pull together what she knows in her mind would be a best seller if only I were to stop and focus on completing this one task and now I have decided to move full steam ahead to pursue at the same time a Universal language, come tu think of it a relative of mine had sumthing to do with “Esmeralda” altho he could simply have been involved in smuggling emeralds, and why the need tu keep track of everything and everyone, the more transparent we become the less likely we will go tu war and 4 the Cheneys of the world, well by the time I am done with him I have every reason tu believe he will leave most if not all his trust tu me and/or my heirs.

Although I tell Mrs. Marie Dion Gevisser that I can in fact pull it all together in time 4 our departure next week 4 New York where she has agreed tu edit my book I keep getting distracted thinking about things like the owners of the biggest water parks in California, the same ones that own Universal Studios who are the same owners of U.S. Filter which is a 63% owned subsidiary of the French conglomerate Vivendi, a quasi “terrorist organization” much like Armscor in South Africa which produced the golf head for the Avenger Golf Clubs which u may have been fortunate or unfortunate enough to have once used.

Today, I believe they may in fact be collector items, at least the carbon shafts, the heads prone tu at X going head-to-head with the ball seeing who ends up first in the hole.

There are a number of incidents on the “world tour” I once took involving this particular brand that if entered into one of those TV Blooper shows could help balance South Africa’s increasing budget deficits.

I have tho other more practical solutions and besides I don’t know exactly where the video is of me once being hit by the ball after my partner fired one of the most powerful drives imaginable no more than 6 feet away from where I was videoing all the action, from the time of the backswing, thru the moment the head of the club impacted the ball, then striking me on the elbow with the video continuing while I lay “out cold” on the ground.

My wife, mite say that I am exaggerating things given my propensity to whine when I break a rib or too; she has tho yet to c this video, butt not only have others seen the video there were in fact too witnesses who 4 the time being shall remain anonymous.

Fortunately, unfortunately this time the head of the club stayed attached to the shaft.

Vivendi did in fact have a hand tu play in the rigging of the last California Gubernatorial elections held last November 8^th which I won’t bore with u with right now but if u want to impress President Bush in terms how up u r on things going on in the rest of the world while failing to address the problems u are tasked with as Minister of Finance, go ahead, make my day, save me a quarter.

Our 13-year-old recently strung silver chain thru a hole in a quarter she drilled and remember a time when we all used to congregate at this one hotel in Durban and use the pay phones to call our buddies all over the world without it actually costing a dime. Now the fact that it was depleting the Nazi government of much needed resources tu keep the likes of u down, probably didn’t put a dent on those white “wheaty” folk who were making out like “band-ids” [sic] and of course the whites supremacist in South Africa got more than a lot of help from folks in this country who along with their counterparts in Europe have assisted in the “transfer of assets.”

Fraudulent conveyance is something u are no doubt intimately familiar with but I have some ideas that will make going the lawsuit route as arcane as using a spear tu catch a fish when all u need is a net that extends from one side of the planet to the other.

Now u may argue there are no sides to a round object and then I would remind u that the earth is not only odd shaped but pivots at an angle different and apart to the “angle of the dangle…”

With the Digital Age bearing down on all of us I believe it is possible that we can all be saved so long as we start measuring our words ever so carefully since most of us are in agreement these days that words now kill while sticks and stones simply break bones, that playing Lacrosse is one way 4 the youth to stay in shape eventually taking back their world.

Symbolistic White Walls may not have reached your shores but it will eventually get there, I guarantee it. I don’t suspect you can feel the sound vibrations because you still likely have your head up you butt, no one yet having chopped your head off, I hope.

Strong neck muscles like dog Pypeetoe can do u the world of good and simply exercising your head going from side to side will at a minimum reduce the likelihood of developing carpal tunnel syndrome, reduce the likelihood of sumone coming up behind u, popping u on the back of the head, worse yet be careful that u don’t shake what remains of your brain tissue.

It has been a while since I last saw you looking in that cushy armchair utterly stupid, at least that is what it seemed from my vantage point. We can ask “Crazy David” what he thought since he was also seated at a 45 degree angle tu u.

Several weeks back while checking out the stars near our rock cabin retreat at the foothills of the Laguna Mountain Range just east of San Diego I ran into a whole bunch of kids although they nearly ran over an above average intelligence salesman cum amateur astronomer who I had just met.

In the event you were to decide to emigrate to the United States I mite be able to help you get a job working with this one kid’s crew. He is a bulldozer driver constantly moving dirt “back & forth” every so often tearing up a bush, saying “Oops”, plowing away fallow land, eventually when there is no greenery left going home, pulling out a beer, turning on the TV and sitting back just before, however, putting his feet up just as I am doing right now, hoping that u will call and allow Devin Standard, Jeffrey Krinsk and I “landing rights” to help u help your fellow men and women get what they rightfully deserve.

The Summary of the 19,686 odd word email to you back on Monday, September 02, 2002 7:57 PM now follows and of course you would be reading it from the bottom up as in Bottoms Up Schooling [BUS]:

[Word Count 8,117]

ps. The shame Mr. Manuel will be on you should you fail to respond in a timely manner and certainly I wont be "consecratly" attending your funeral nor can you rely on me to carry your “Hurst” [sic].

Gary S. Gevisser

Sincerely,

I look forward to hearing from you… NEXT.

Once you have that ring, once you get to see the interconnecting circles then you will understand even more how I can help you attain the brass ring. Butt it is your call.

The second step Mr. Manuel is to offer a significant reward that leads to the arrest and conviction of the ringleaders that profited from the collapse of the South African Rand.

Butt, I got the math down and I understand physics better than I have ever let on butt with that said nothing turns me on more still than a woman with a great a figure, the “write woman who can draw tTOo” [sic] that is, so go figure that one out.

Beware!

The boxer

is about

to hit you

with his write!

My eldest brother may have had published in South Africa the first ever anti-apartheid book. He said it best,

Ping is for golfers. This is not the time to be a gopher. The world is watching right now as the Muppets show their strut hers. Now is not the time to dilly-dally but to come out striking with your lefts and WRITES.

"This government is worse than the previous government; they have picked up the worst habits and thrown out the bathrooms along with the kitchen sink replacing tubs with SUVs, SUBS, tanks, missiles to know where but to their bedfellows Saddam, Gadfly to boot, elected officials who are not simply pigs at the trough but worse don't even know how to cover their tracks; such feasts of fools only know from playing pong" [sic].

If one listens carefully to the white South African conversation today you will hear,

This, Mr. Manuel is your final heads up.

Why would anyone smart want to hang out with a bunch of losers and whiners, and I am not simply talking about the Jews? Anyone who is not part of the solution is part of the problem and that is what we should all be focused on right now.

Soon as the world’s population mix more together we will all stop with “tees” [sic] stereotypes. The sooner we all begin to think as being part of a new tribe the better off will those who belonged to the lost tribe feel. Rest assured those folks are long since gone assuming they had yiddisha kops to begin with.

One thing about Jewish people is that they don’t seem to have the same problems with alcohol abuse as other groups, butt they seem to find other ways to compensate. They whine a lot tTOo to mention in passing their bigger butts and Christ those stomachs, “Head up, shoulders back, stomach in and buttocks tightened” is what my mother used to tell her models. [She had few Jewish models.]

And yes sum Jewish people can also make love and when they are united there a few around who can deliver the shots and they can make okay doctors tTOo. That profession, though, is also about to get a realty check but just like everything out there it is not our intention to destroy, not even a terrorist cell, unless we know for certain that we can do things better.

Hopefully you and others will make certain he get-s taken care of good. I will be out there in due course. My father understands that I have other pressing matters to attend to.

Dwight Kroesch who may have been the very first pilot to have dropped troops into France on D-Day calls my father the “miracle man” and of course Mr. Minister I miss my father terribly.

My mother and stepfather who were there at the dinner said he had been drinking quite a lot. David Gevisser was playing pong while my father and great men like Syd Cohen and Dwight Kroesch gave the jerries hell and then sum for they also got the best looking women although my father has yet to acknowledge that either.

Mark Gevisser’s father who I believe still heads up one of the quasi government organizations involved with what remains of the timber industry after folks like Charles Engelhard came calling, once referred to me as “naïve.” I was not there at the time but had I been there I might have sent him packing to Timbuktu as well.

My cousin, Mark Gevisser is also a good storyteller who has at least on one accession that I know of also got his facts wrong. Perhaps Mark Gevisser, despite saying words to the effect that the "Jewish community could have done more" is simply too close to the wood to see the fire that is burning bright. In other words there are enough bright folks outside of South Africa who want to help but it requires those on the ground to be ready to stand tall to welcome them home.

I don’t think you know Trevor Goldberg but lately I have been mentioning his name quite a bit. He was one of my “failed students” from university who picked up more bad habits than what I had hoped for. He is quite a storyteller but doesn’t always check things out before opening his mouth.

Just to let you know despite “Crazy David’s” sincere email thanking me for taking him off the hook, he is not one of my references although he is someone who somehow also manages to surround himself with beautiful women, the same with our mutual buddy Trevor, one of my failed students from the University of Natal.

I am extending my reach both to you and Tony Leon; that includes my left hand that I write with butt make no mistake I know how to use my “write” [sic]. I have references here in the United States that will provide you with all the assurances that I mean business.

So should you decide to remain silent I will simply assume you are deaf, dumb and blind butt make no mistake the thunder will come down, raining and pissing on your parade as you get marched out of town.

I can give you references in South Africa of folks who are very familiar with some of work product. One individual who I did sum work for back in the late 1980s and early 90s used to refer to me as “The ferret”, wasn’t always happy with my “work product” because when I find abuse I stop at nothing, not even the folks who pay me can be assured that I won’t take them down if need be.

Dirty bombs is a dirty business and no doubt you will have received an offer or tTOo on one of your many travels overseas although I don’t suspect an Iraqi government official would be allowed in through the front door, red carpet treatment et al. And I am sure they would also enjoy watching a game of rugby from one the many boxes for the ruling elite. Again, this is not the time to sweep stuff under the rug.

This is not the time to drown one’s sorrows by going on the binge certainly you are not going to be able to spend your way out of this problem. The first thing you need to do is to button down the hatches. Butt to do that you need to stop wearing so many different hats and focus on the truth. There is no time to play political musical chairs because if one person gets left out that one person could dislodge more than just one other person.

Again, we need to start from the bottom up and it doesn't take me very long to gauge to what extent the fish rots from the head down. My success rate is quite remarkable. I have in fact a 100% success rate in uncovering "SCAL fraud" where the requirements of proving scienter are higher than your average blue-collar crime. The better the evidence the better the proof.

I figured that if land mammals found a way to survive in the oceans so will I.

NextraTerrestrial gives you a better sense from where I am coming And where I intend to go is before of course ending up amongst the fishes. Professor Klein just happened to be first on the list and you see this “war front” displaying the course of events starting at the beginning. All other war fronts will start with the most current first and then workings backwards.

It is time for you to graduate from being in a rut because if you don’t we will all end up as rat food. There are many things I have on my plate right now butt nothing more important than this because if South African goes down the tubes so goes the rest of the world, i.e. Footsak not to be confused with those who spend most of their time tooting, shooting the breeze, raining on other peoples’ parades.

According to Jewish law to destroy someone’s reputation without just cause is amount to murder. To allow those who commit heinous crimes a free pass is tantamount to being an accomplice.

I simply will not stand by and see you continue to be an “uncle Tom.” For all I know you could be just as brain dead as Dr. Verwoed to mention little of that doctor that got away with murder.

I want to give you every option I can without you trying to find wiggle room that will simply waste time. But if you decide to ignore me, if you decide to continue to play it fast and loose you can kiss your tochas goodbye and with it any hope of reaching a peaceful solution.

It is time for you to get with the program or you and many innocent South Africans and perhaps the rest of world is going to end up in smoke, ashes to boot.

These folks have not only skinned your peoples alive, they have taken all the meat off the bones and they are still not satisfied and until they have eaten up all your nerve cells to boot. I do get combative when folks ignore me. All DARK MATTER concerns me.

Of course they have their minions on 47^th Street writing up a storm, moving parcel after parcel of diamonds oh so ever carefully controlled; helping their masters keep up the feverish pace as they go about matching up the hard assets moved offshore with the sunk assets that remain in the ground.

Don’t you see the absurdity of the situation, that here these folks who were instrumental in wrecking havoc on your peoples are able to come and go as “the-y” [sic] please within the borders of South Africa and yet they cannot even land legally at JFK airport in New York.

Folks like you who travel about, a chick here, an egg or two for breakfast, perhaps even a waffle to mention little of the French wines, and “phat French fires” [sic] although it is possible you get to chew on South African vintage vines. At times I have to wonder whether Mr. Mbeki has had more than his fair share and perhaps you tTOo, compliments of the “Openwiners and Co” [sic].

Again, I consider the risks in South Africa today to be greater than anywhere else on the planet, perhaps more so than in the Middle East, china and North Korea all combined. For one thing the despots that rule most of these countries have nowhere else to go and they don’t really believe that there are 72 virgins waiting for them in heaven.

And right now there isn’t much elasticity left in this market place and perhaps this is what others including the “Son” [sic] have been trying to tell us since the beginning of time. Without light we are all done and we includes you and me. I bet though I can hold my breath longer than you, wouldn’t you agree or has the cat bitten you yet, what about your “god” [sic]?

Some folks have placed that definition on me. Given what I understand of the sun and the oceans including what I believe to be the “draining” of the greenery within the oceans, perhaps being called “bi-polar” [sic] isn’t all that bad, certainly I understand the markets better than most and what forces provide the most flexibility.

To understand the behavior [of] light one has to understand all the elements that go into understanding “artificial light” which include-s negative numbers which in turn include-s obscure numbers like the square root of negative one. The sun itself “in fact be both” [sic] a negative and a positive what some might refer to as “bi-polar.”

In sum other email I have expanded on this using “what ifs” as in “what if the wind is small particles of sun much like a fart is small particles of your parents farts which have yet to escape into outer space?”

SUN + WIND + OCEAN CURRENTS = CLIMATE

The evidence against you folks is crystal clear and should the noise of the masses reach the right crescendo it will disintegrate, water and all. I saw an exhibition of seahorses recently and besides for these magnification creatures that grabs the attention of kids like nothing else I have seen there was also an equation that caught my eye;

While I have been writing this email I have received several calls from folks who know me better than most including my own family members. These folks have been reading some of my emails; more importantly they are familiar with my “work product” that only few have seen and even less have understood up until more recently. Butt I do have an uncanny ability to ferret out stuff often coming up with conclusions and then working backwards to get the solutions as well as gathering the evidence.

Right now I run my business as a sole proprietor although I have designated about 25% of the profit sharing to others who have helped me along the way. In time my plan is to set up a charitable foundation which will be eventually be owned by “the people.”

The “collection fee” that I will be proposing will be less than anything you would imagine, certainly a king’s ransom less than what investment bankers would charge even those who are soon to be out of business. Moreover they don’t have the credibility or the means to deliver the “lefts and the writes” [sic] in combination with knockout punches.

I am not doing this to enrich myself; God knows I still have more than I need right now. Much of what I gave away over the years was to those in need but mostly it was to folks who know how to make things happen, who can turn a buck into sumthing more than sweeping stuff under the carpet and then making out like “bandids” [sic]. Moreover, I have a strong self-image to go along with my resources which remain still pretty substantial. AND yes if need be I can sell myself.

You should know that I mean well; more important perhaps is the fact that I also believe in “free markets.” I intend to help you folks out of this delirium by acting as a conduit. We can work out a fee arrangement later. I don’t come cheap but I am willing to operate on the basis of “shareware.” If you think I am helping you turn the ship around then I expect the people of South Africa will show their gratitude so that we can help out other brothers in need.

Back in 1995 Tony showed my folks and I around the houses of parliament in Cape Town and what I remember most was walking over the rocks in to President Mandela’s offices which had been collected from Robin Island. I remembered reading about how our former President had damaged his eyesight while chiseling limestone. Today it seems you are all mostly blinded by that which glitters.

I am also copying Tony Leon who I have known a while but even Tony is only now starting to get a sense of what I am about to do.

Now is the time to get smart and yes perhaps act a little crazy without losing it altogether. It is a difficult balancing act; but I have been there, done it.

It is all in the digits. Each one of us is connected to the other through our fingers. Our fingerprints say it all. The beginning of time can all be found on the hand and the watches are simply a modern day convenience. Those properly in tune, however, know there is more to our lives that there is a meaning out there but first we have to come together in order that we have an endless ride, summer is just around the corner in South Africa.

Mr. Manuel, get off your high horse. You have been quite arrogant and perhaps you have kept yourself in decent shape but you are not in good enough shape to run this one out, certainly you wont get away from my ridicule. If need be I will buy a newspaper in South Africa and if you take issue with that, well then all bets are off and I will simply go right to the my time tested way of reaching the masses digitally.

In America you cannot go after management even if what they have done is moronic. You have to prove “scienter” i.e. culpable state of mind. In South African the black masses will say, “Say what? Hey mother…give me your brother… now give me your arm. Here I’ll just use a knife and for good measure I will leave you brother with a necklace that will sparkle from here to Timbuktu.” I might be repeating myself butt what the heck, these are only words, right?

This is not a time to pussy foot around, going from one meeting to the next trying to stay ahead of the curve. Unless you begin immediately to address the problems in a forthright manner you are going to be done. And you will suffer the consequences of being “bought and paid for” even if you have in fact done nothing wrong other than being very stupid.

Mr. Manuel, I am simply doing what I think is the right thing and in time hopefully those family members who disagree will be around to voice their disagreements. So far not one family member has yet to disagree, certainly not in writing.

If you don’t follow everything I am saying have my cousin Mark translate and then have him email his thoughts if he is so bold as to disagree. I once played pong with my cousin a decade or so again and I made him eat his hat then. Today I will feed him live to my Pypeetoe although Pypeetoe might very well go for him. Pypeetoe is very non-discriminating when it comes to guys. He seems to have a real problem though with girls going through puberty.

I have several stories to tell and word is already beginning to leak out that I am the guy that has the goods. Some of the “goods” which I will share with the world is making some folks very nervous including members of my own family.

For one thing we have not properly launched but make no mistake we have a game plan that has been tried, proven and there is no doubt it will reach the masses. I believe all it is going to take is one large truth. AND the truth is there are no choices that anyone under age 22 would believe today, certainly nothing coming out of the mouths of politicians like yourself.

Devin’s picture doesn’t appear to come out when you click onto my website, but there are a number of things about my next website that are not all that apparent “byte it will be very transparent” [sic].

Again, for the umpteenth time I never let my formal education interfere with my learning. Today, I have at my side a core group of very talented individuals including the executor of my estate Devin Standard. Check out some of the things he is doing in one area that will very likely revolutionalize the way in which we move over water.

Butt they have to have been in tune from the very start. I never said a word until I was 3, recognizing early on the motion of the waves, that God gave us two ears and one mouth that we should listen twice as hard as we speak.

The only people I know who may have managed to deal in some way with this incredible psychological trauma are those who surf, where the forces of the waves act as a washing machine, turning things inside out, blasting away all notions of time and space.

Some may do okay on IQ tests but they are essentially brain dead. Anyone who did his, not her, military service who did so much as salute one Nazi South African commander will have suffered in sum form or another.

Anyone schooled in South Africa is essentially dead meat. The system clogged up the brain to mention little of our "artileries" [sic]. Yes we had a few smart folks like Barnard who were mostly fixated on good-looking women but few South Africans I know have the brainpower to really call it straight, certainly not any of the white folks I knew.

I have kept a pretty low profile listening carefully to some of the things that my mother Zena Gevisser imparted to me. Unlike my mother who never once had a bad hair day to mention little about never having had a negative article written about her I know how to reach the masses in a competitive media environment. My mother was very smart but she also taught us not to idolize anyone, at least those basics tenets of Judaism that stuck to me.

The person that was perhaps the first in modern history to do it was Ida Tarbell a journalist at the turn of the 20^th Century who went after John D. Rockefeller. I though may have more credibility than Ms. Tarbell especially once folks start to see my work product over the past quarter of a century.

In my quest to bring balance into the markets I have developed “laser guided” tools aimed at hitting folks where they hurt most, their pride and the fear of being exposed for what they are. I am not the first to have had success with this measure.

Now don’t wait for tomorrow to get moving on this, don’t think taking two aspirin is going to make it all go away. If need be I will take out an ad in the coming Sunday Times to get this message across. You have exactly 24 hours in which to respond.

My suggestion is that you have your troops immediately positioned at the airports checking everyone coming and going and have them produce a financial statement “DNA then ask for a charitable contribution” [sic].

You have to move at lightning speed to get the folks like the “Oppenwhiemers, the Anton Rapacious et al” [sic] and yes there are quite a few Jewish families as well that now have to face up to their sins and begin to pay the piper. I am copying sum of these folks on this email.

Mr. Manuel you have very few choices. They are in fact slim and none, other than starting to get with the program which means taking a some very radical measures including going after the folks who have been the greatest beneficiaries of the governments handouts going back to the year dot.

Here we have scientists all over the world since the beginning of time looking for a “Perpetual Motion Machine” and each one of us have that power to the magnitude of 10 in the palm of our hands. No go figure that on the “Moses scale” [sic] and then don’t forget to put out the match after you have finished smoking your Durban Poison.

The fingers are an amazing extension of ourselves. On the one hand they can be used to perform miraculous twists while in surgery, and the same hand can also wipe the butt that then can be used to spread all sorts of infectious diseases that ultimately come full circle when the patients line up to have their thyroids removed.

Tell me Mr. Minister when you sit down with Omar do you worry if he may have spiked the food? One of the things that I never seemed to understand about Jessie Jackson is why he would bother spitting into white peoples’ dinner when he used to work in a restaurant. Why not simply fart on the food or better yet take the rim of the plate into the bathroom and you know do the same old thing that one can do with fine crystal.

Today Mr. Clinton is in bed with a group of guys that I am already engaged in battle with on another front. This front is called Perfect Storm III. Please Mr. Minister don’t wait around for sum else to come to your aid, i.e. my enemy’s enemy is my friend. Remember you don’t have the slightest, not the foggiest idea of whether the American Democrats are your friends and that is why you suck up to folks like Gadfly, wouldn’t you agree?

And you really think the masses are going to stand for your kindergarten methods of putting the horse back in the stable. You no doubt heard about the nut who bolted after screwing off with everything including the bathtub and the kitchen sink?

AND who will have access to all the weaponry you have been so crazy enough to have bought these past few years fighting exactly who? While your leader hypothesized the inextricable linkage between HIV and AIDS or whether this was just more of the same “white bread” which may in fact affect the brain, although when our youngster misfires we now put it down to the tide. So, Mr. Minister what exactly do you think your “handlers” have been doing?

In my opinion, though, the biggest risks are in fact in South Africa, more so than in the Middle East, North Korea and China. I believe you have very limited time to act to stop this train before you have a train smash of epic proportions. It is unlikely the Americans will step in to save you because unlike in Iraq where we know the population live in fear of the despot, in South Africa once the uprising begins it will be so quick that the new folks in charge will in fact have the masses support. They will stand up and shout saying stuff like, “We the people…” and they will mean it and yes they will be mean.

I did run into him a second time in the same elevator butt this time I was the only one smiling.

I cant remember who got out of the elevator first but had he paid attention to where I was going then he would most likely have taken quite a dump. He was later rejected or as it is commonly known “diesed” [sic] by the governing board.

I replied, “I’m a problem solver. I stick to knitting, ferreting out corporate fraud and whathaveyou.”

He responded, “Yes, I am looking forward to it. So what else do you do?”

I replied, “No just visiting an elderly couple who pretty much like to keep to themselves. They don’t really take kindly to strangers, rarely go out alone. The quietness of this building suits them.”

He answered, “No but I hope to. Do you live here?”

I said to him, “I haven’t seen you here before, do you live here?

Mr. Perelman was attempting to be accepted into this upscale building as a “tenant” although he would have paid millions, probably well north of 10 bundles for his unit. We greeted each other although he didn’t know who I was but I was well aware of what he was all about, more importantly what the rest of the “well to do” at the corner of 64^th and 5^th Avenue had in store for him.

Back in late December of 1993 although it may have been early the next year I happened to be in the same elevator as The “Kinadle King” who is about to take a big fall. Kinadles are a Jewish delicacy to stunt Jewish growth particularly in the upper hemisphere, at a minimum they keep the cardiologist in the family making a healthy living.

Over time we have all become shell-shocked. Now though is our opportunity to learn from the past and apply the lessons that have wrecked havoc with our psyches and apply ingenious ways to attack those who wish us harm and there are really just a handful of madmen out there like Saddam Hussein and rapacious folks like Ronald “The Finagle King” Perelman who by stealing billions and billions have the masses not knowing whether they are coming or going.

I have pondered many questions about why we are what we are and how come we never seem to break away from the old tried traditions that keep repeating themselves time and again. If we simply paid more attention to nature we would all pick up a lot, it seems to me.

My experience with caged animals includes the staged animals I came across at Mala Mala soon after visiting with you. Pypeetoe’s tail stays pretty straight as he runs circles around all of us. Click on below to see him doing his stuff. Mostly though he likes to run on the beach and every so often I take him out bodysurfing. And then I have to make up, to rebuild the trust, i.e. things will not necessarily go on for infinity despite what the movies depict otherwise.

That tail is what gives the animals their balance and we have a chocolate lab that actually uses her tail to propel herself like a windmill and then to stop she manages to change the direction but she is starting to get older. Certainly she cannot keep with our Pypeetoe who is the fastest animal I have seen in the wild unless of course he is day dreaming that he is sum sort of Egyptian God.

And remember it is not all the whites that have continued to plunder and in fact it was not all the whites that plundered during the Apartheid regime nor was it only blacks who suffered terribly; many whites have suffered, just look at my buddy who I refer to as Bruce Lee. Just like not all American corporate executives are crooks, just like not all SCALLYS are like Bill Lerach and Melvyn Weiss. Butt in the end when you have an outraged mass, the more tightly that unit is assembled the bigger the explosion.

So, Mr. Manuel, whose neck do you think the black masses of South Africa are going to want to embrace? Do you think they will show any form of discrimination between folks like you and the whites?

Today though she has quite the helping hand, a young French Canadian man who also comes from Montreal. He is the tri-athlete wing-eye-ING it in the photo gallery.

Like with real estate, the fashion business is all about location location location. Where you buy your goods is where the profit is made and where it usually remains, for just another rainy day.

The Nationalist Government were no different to Milberg Weiss who require that all other SCALLYs pay a toll in order to play. Click on below to see Peter Elkind of Fortune Magazine and his not-so-kind take “off Bill Lerach” [sic].

The former government despite its Nazi ties was not some efficient industrial machine; they simply knew how to grease the wheels while having others telegraph their punches. The well heeled produced the wheels who simply paid the gatekeepers to play while keeping the masses at bay, soon though they are all going to have to pay the piper.

Most South Africans I know who left South Africa and today have a “small fortune” started out with a “big fortune” behind them, compliments of the previous regime who simply played pong, knowing who to go to when they needed to balance the books during the week as well as on the weekends when they were out playing golf.

So please be gentile with how you deliver this message to your boss. I don’t even have my cousin’s email to give him a heads up. I will leave it to one of my other cousins to serve him the honors and “audivers” to boot. I just love this last picture. There is actually the sound of the scooter that comes with it but I have yet to work out how to make that happen.

Most people who know what I am about very rarely avoid my calls. I have now spoken twice with Mr. Tony Leon to apprise him of what’s in store. Mr. Leon is in fact a hero in my book. He could have made it anywhere in the world.

It is not like you were born on another planet that you needed x-ray vision to see what the former Nationalist Nazi Government were capable of, more to the point you didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that they were simply set up from the start without a prayer of staying a true course even if in fact your mother convinced you that your were a rocket scientist and could reach the stars.

When I met with you in 1995 you were the Minister of Trade and Industry and I knew then that you were over your head; the fact that you would allow the vestiges of the Broderbund, SAITEX to acquire an organization that if properly run would have resulted in the right "tip toe-ING" [sic] of foreign capital coming into the country says it all. [Around and around the marberry bush, i.e. Perfect Storm VI.]

In South Africa over the course of the past ten years another decade has been lost; another generation is well on its way to falling into the same trap that you folks have created. Another generation will very likely be lost to the desert.

I wonder if sheep’s milk attracts as many ants as cow milk? So what do you think Mr. Minister about my letter to the smart professors Kelly and Price? Why do you think they have failed to respond to my emails? How much of a knut do you think I am considering the beautiful women I could be spending my time with to mention little about the fact that I am now missing a barbeque on the beach with the Willis Brothers?

Those in power hope that the majority of players will be focused on what is happening around the ball and not pay attention to the negative space. It is though in the negative space where the games are really played, the deals within deals the deals behind closed doors, wouldn’t you agree?

We probably only agree on things more than 50 percent of the time these days; at one point, however, it was only 50% and she is very good at math and she can also keep count. What about you? What would your wife or is it ex-wife have to say about you and your ability to make ends meet?

It is all about how we touch one another that is most important to me rather than finding a way to skirt the tax laws of the countries that are only designed to stop the "have knuts" [sic] from getting at the haves. At sum point I will go into why no one blinks an eyelid when using terms like “off balance sheet” accounting or “off shore bank accounts” yet if only they were to squint their eyes we would all see pretty much the same thing. It is all in the “values” the whites, the grays and of course you are getting it, yes the non-color black.

He seems to look at me before hand as if asking first for approval. My travel companion who knows that I am pretty good when it comes to picking up after the dog although she still calls me “Nanny boy” around the house even though we don’t live together. Even if we were to get married one day it is unlikely we would live together. And of course if your plans call for traveling most of the year it doesn’t seem to make a whole lot of difference unless of course you have to start worrying about things like being “domiciled.”

Make no mistake Mr. Minister you are not going to be the only person reading this email either. If you look carefully at the photo you will see Pypeetoe in the foreground rummaging for sumthing to eat or perhaps just another leg to pee on. Actually he is very good when it comes to doing both his business #1 and business #2 where he will it seems try and find a bush off the sidewalk before doing his thing.

Yes Minister Manuel I have thing about Jewish people who play it fast and loose butt I don’t discriminate against only Jewish people who wreck havoc with the minds of those most impoverished and you don’t have to be poor to have your mind wrecked with. All it is takes is constant distraction and even the most intelligent, those who eat right, who exercise regularly can have their brains turned to mush.

The executor of my estate, Devin Standard who is married to a Danish lady recently told me this story about a wealthy pig farmer in Finland who was out in the back of his house with his toddler feeding the pigs when the phone rang and he went inside the house to answer it. When he returned he found the pigs eating his son. The son was already dead. The farmer then went back into the house, grabbed hold of his gun and then shot the pigs before killing himself.

By early June of 1999 when I realized that I couldn’t move the mountain where the 1000-pound gorilla lay perched I decided to create enough of a magnetic field that would attract other SCALLYs who were a little hungrier and no doubt at least equally competent. Fortunately, I happened to find one firm that also had integrity. On October 1^st 1999 with less than 2 hours to go before the statue of limitations was to run out the lawsuit against Revlon and its finaglers got filed. Happiness is...

No one Mr. Manuel wants to be seen as being an ass although for some reason many have a thing about shows like Jerry Springer who simply “kick ass” while the executives “kiss ass” of those that control the media. And it is not the Jews who control the purse strings although every so often you come across a name like Tisch although I have no idea even if he was barmitvahed but who cares what religion someone wears on their lapels since they can be so easily removed at will which is really where the “rubber meats the toad” [sic], wouldn’t you agree? [I just got a mountain cabin where a particular toad is endangered.]

Please understand that I see nothing wrong with marriages of convenience. In fact it is my goal to make things more convenient for everyone including yourself. God knows you still want a home to come to after the wee hours of the morning. And even if you don’t have aspirations for the top spot certainly you wouldn’t want to deprive your children to be the best that they can be. Certainly you would agree that by you having a good self image it will enable them to stand taller, less ridiculing at school and whathaveyou.

“Murdoch’s finest”, however, had the last word and “best efforts” was taken out of the final agreement, “because Gary ‘best efforts’ have been interpreted by American courts to be ‘anything short of bankrupting the company.’” I was not aware of this at the time and thought to myself prior to being enlightened that finally the American justice system had got it right; that if it could be proven that a party had failed to provide its ‘best efforts’ then it should be forced to give up everything including their first born.

As I am sure you are aware Mr. Manuel, JVs are quite difficult to pull off given the fact that one has to be clear upfront how and under what circumstances the JV would be dissolved. It is one thing to divorce a wife, even more difficult to break up a business partnership but a joint venture involving corporate entities let alone foreign corporate entities requires the wisdom of Solomon and the patience of Job. “Best efforts” seemed to me a standard anyone in the world would understand and so I drew my line in the sand.

At the time of our negotiations Murdoch was having a few problems getting even the English conservatives to go along with his plans to own the world and of course he who doesn’t have a hand in soccer is simply playing pong. Naturally, you now know having crisscrossed the globe a far cry from Cato manor although had you known those parts as well as me you would know how to have better dealt with me, i.e. “he who controls water, controls the land, steals the money.” So who has been stealing the treasury on your watch?

Not included in this bio [forgot to attach] is a deal I hammered out back in 1998 during the World Cup in France after dinner at one of Paris’ better restaurants when negotiations began in earnest with one of Rupert Murdoch’s finest. To make sure I didn’t miss anything I had our lawyer in northern California vet the deal since it was only late afternoon her time. I had to overcome not only the late hour pressures and effects of wine, butt the male bonding that occurred between a former Fox Network executive who was now heading up a spin-off of the Murdoch empire and my partner who was the critical link to the FIFA family, birthday parties, however a must.

As a kid I just use to LAP it all up waiting for the fireworks to begin. Watching as the conversations moved back and forth between the sublime, subliminal to eventually when all hell would break loose when folks who are used to having it all their way suddenly run out of things to say. I cannot remember once there being a quintet time during any meal I had at home or at any one of my friends where there was silence simply enjoying the moment and giving thanks quietly. The distractions were all so important in terms of everyone putting up a front knowing full well that there were no logical rationale-s for tolerating the situation other than that of “survival” i.e. survival of the fittest, those with might, with nothing whatsoever to do with that which was right.

Were it not so tragic it was incredibly hilarious seeing the mixture of art, human nature constantly at odds with broken light bulbs the only record of events, and of course in you believe in God then he might have downloaded the data in real time having already figured out that the speed of light speeds up in a “vacuum” [sic], tubes to boot, Love that Pink Lipstick Mr. “Finagle King” Perelman? [Sources tell me Mr. Perelman has now heard of me, so I figure why not simply say “bonjour pous-sin.”]

Look the English have their Etons which supply their Oxfords who then give it to the black masses in Africa in the shorts after making a deposit for their despot leaders in Switzerland and of course I am sure the folks in Singapore have the same nominee bank account system that has worked for “ions” [sic] in Europe. The world as you must now have realized is a bunch of traders. I even read something about European prostitutes having made their way to Johannesburg.

The Revlon Make Up chess game began with a very straightforward posting on the Internet back on June 10^th 1999 and ended on November 4^th, 1999 with a letter to a Ms. Grant one of the “Group of 9” analysts who were covering Revlon which was by this time a rather overdone Make Up company. The cartoon, however, said it best, wouldn’t you agree?

I didn’t notice any analysis along these lines in the commission you folks set up to investigate those who played pong recently with the few remaining assets “let” [sic] in South Africa assuming of course you have already taken measures to cancel all forward contracts of precious metals?

I’m assuming and then I promise not to assume anything any more in this email that you asked the authorities who manage the affairs of South Africa’s trading partners to provide you with the “before” and “after” pictures, i.e. the balance sheets of those companies doing business with South Africa at the time of the “run” on the South African Rand.

I don’t know who is preparing your briefs these days, certainly I hope you have someone more qualified than when you and I last met. You know the expression “horses for courses” although you realize that it is the jockeys who hold most of the cards, who are the ones more likely to play it “fast and loose” and yet when a horse goes down most of our concern is with the jockey who at a minimum had to understand somewhat of the odds, wouldn’t you agree?

Do you know what the going rate is on “slotting fees” in South African supermarkets these days? Mr. Minister this is important stuff, certainly as important as getting your assistant to help you make it to the train on time.

There are these chocolates with peanut butter on the inside with the outside shaped like the shell of a peanut that I used to love. They were called Knuts and were made by Beacon, a South African company. Despite its success with folks like myself it never, however, caught on with the American public. Some blamed the name. What’s in a name is important butt I would have thought that once someone chewed into one they would realize immediately that they had bit in tTOo more than what they bargained for. No matter how big a “byte” [sic] they took without swallowing they would likely be hooked, line and sinker, i.e. Never judge a book by its cover unless you have radar vision.

I am also interested in seeing the flurry of electronic wire transfers that emanate from those shores both prior to and immediately following a large currency move, different and apart from the “vowel movements” [non-sic t-h-ree] you might experience when listening to Eminem. Do you like M & Ms?

[There is a video I very recently received over the Internet that depicts a rather horrific act involving though two consenting adults. Given the fact that this email could soon be viewed by millions if not billions of impressionable kids I will defer showing you this scene for when we next meet. We continue to be amazed by the number of hits our one website is getting, especially when one considers the maize one has to go through in order to separate the wheat from the chaff.]

I’m glad that you at least made it back from your trip back east and I am assuming you managed to bring back with you “sum yen” [sic] although I am not sure what currency they use in Singapore. I was recently telling my “stepson” that the folks there tend to frown on gum chewing which tends to distract from the rest of their corporal punishment. I have yet to visit Singapore so I will defer judgment on the appropriateness of their “penusus-fitting-the-crimes” against humanity.

Dear Mr. Manuel,

Attention: Mr. Trevor Manuel.

Subject: Call to arms, leading with our wh--r-ites.

To: Patti. Smith [secretary to South Africa’s Minister of Finance.]

Sent: Monday, September 02, 2002 7:57 PM

From: Gary S. Gevisser