From:
pacbell [gevisser@pacbell.net]
Sent:
Wednesday, July 31, 2002 10:31 AM
Subject:
FW: ADV. Stop Procrastination Forever! - FREE Slide Show .
0030Oz-6
Dad, I
got back late last night from an exercise routine with Pypeetoe. The sun is
starting to set earlier these days, which means I will have to at some point
start heading south if I want to get more of the sun's spectrum. Do you think
folks who live around the equator smile more because they get more sunlight
than their lilly white cousins or do you think it is because they have less and
therefore less to complain about? Certainly, they have less cardiologists and
yet those who live in remote places without imported pollution live longer than
us even those of us who have the ocean breeze.
Butt it
is important to laugh, never though at someone else's expense. Last Thursday
evening I was over at the plaza with some friends and one of the guys, Jim, who
buys and sells small fixed aircraft was telling us this story of how he keeps a
customer happy while keeping bread on his table, someone's bad luck is another
person's gain. It was one of the funniest stories I have ever heard. I am not
even going to begin to retell the dialogue that went on between Jim's customer
who was flying in the Sierras in the region of Tahoe, Jim who was in San Diego
waiting for the plane to be delivered and the control towers trying to get this
lunatic out of harms way. The customer is fixated on flying butt is
continuously in debt was about to deliver another plane for Jim to sell, “got 3
lost times” [sic] in fog after being told it was all clear, had no instrument
rating, ran out of fuel, eventually landed on a freeway and then got hit head
on by a truck on the ground who hadn't checked his radar screen before turning
the corner. The next day I got the following email from Jim:
Ola
Gary,
Nice Visit Last Night!!! It's Quite A Blessing To Laugh Like That.
Appreciate
You Friendship :)
Later
Jim
Now Jim
and I have only known one another maybe 6 months perhaps a month or two more
but there were two other guys with us who I had never met before. Even Pypeetoe
seemed to find the conversations funny. You just got to laugh at life and some
of the characters that have been deposited here, no doubt we all serve a
purpose beyond just making jokes. Jewish people though are pretty good joke
tellers, comedians to boot but for some reason they tend to skirt the real
issues, the real problems of the day. Perhaps if they did they wouldn't be
kicked around as much. Anyway I plan to give it a shot and lets see how the
cards fall.
By the
way race reason began last Wednesday and there is a whole different “crowd in
time” [sic] but the locals still seem to get their share of the litter
including the barmen who have been known to get calls from the younger women
who eventually tire of the old foggies who simply blow smoke in their faces.
We have
all these fancy "Don't smoke" slogans and a multi billion dollar anti
smoke industry has been built to protect children and yet the kids are beginning
to realize that they are damaged much more from the bs their parents dish out
to them each and every day than the smoke from a few tobacco leaves.
With
all these wild fires burning where do you think all that smoke ends up, washed
out to sea and then what; when and in what state do you think it returns? I am
still waiting for you to decide to be the lead plaintiff in a class action
complaint against former spouses whose smoking destroys your most “precious
arssets” [sic]. In other words Dad, protect your ass. [Ponies are harder to
break in than horses perhaps in part because ponies get up off the ground
sooner after birth.] It seems generation after generation cannot really think
beyond its own immediate bloodline. Ipsofacto the need to break the blood line
connections, the sooner the better.
This
email I received last night was the 2nd email after your last email earlier in
the evening. I haven't read it but i saw the words "procrastination"
which I thought were appropriate given the timing of events. You are still
living in South African and you have received a "dog sign" [sic] that
you should get your beehind into gear and let someone else turn off the lights.
As
great as South African doctors were perhaps at one time they simply don't cut it
any more. This assumes also that they the guy who is treating you actually
earned his degree. Remember I have a buddy who began his professional
accounting career using the university's cafeteria as his place of work, low
overhead, etc to sell copies of exam papers he had run off at a nearby tearoom
cafe after he bribed the Indians working in the university's printing
department to print off for him one extra copy of the exam questions.
For all
I know after I left the country X could have expanded his business into every
other faculty besides for the business and accounting schools. Can you imagine
how many folks are walking around with fake South African degrees? Do you think
it is possible that this sort of thing happens in non 3rd World countries like
the United States of America?
Now the
first email I received after your earlier one dealt with a "penile
enlargement" which I didn't think seemed fitting.
The
next email you will receive is, however, right up your alley. It targets the
numero uno cardiologist in the land. Now I haven't seen his financial statement
butt some of the folks I know who know Dr. X better than I do, in terms of his
financial wherewithal, would believe him to be worth a good nickel assuming he
didn't squander a dime in the stock market in very recent times. I intend
though to find out everything about him be4 this
not-so-high-class-action-complaint is filed. Certainly, if he had received my
previous emails he would have known to be out of the stock market altogether
just before I left on my first trip to south America earlier this year, other
than simply holding short positions.
There
is always the possibility that his wife who [my cousin] used to date may have
got a "heads up" from [my cousin] since [another friend] who is married
to [my cousin’s sister] is on the list.
Dr. X’s wife used to do something with one of the day time soap operas, she may
have produced other winners or two in her time besides for [X Hospital] butt I
am not sure she got any big hits like “saving private parts” [sic]. She is
though well built. Dr. X though is hitting bigger winners these days than my
cousin but soon he is going to sweating bullets.
By the
time I am done with him he is going to believe that there must be some truth to
this "South African Jewish conspiracy" and of course he is Jewish but
trust me he will even accept Jewish people as scapegoats if it means him being
able to hold on to his beard. I may allow him to continue wearing his beard,
although he may be better off shaving all the hair off his body. I will have
his head spinning in so many different directions that he is probably going to
be wondering whether his wife is more than just thinking about [my cousin] when
they make love together. Now I haven't spoken to [your cousin’s] son in some 20
years but Dr. X probably wont believe that.
Butt
there are a number of things he and a whole bank of lawyers are not going to
want to deal with especially me and the very deep breaths of fresh air I am
capable of taking, much better than before. It must be because of all the
laughing I have been doing lately.
Dr. X
is one of those cardiologists who rarely has time to stick needles in to folks
but you wont have to take my word for it since my Next email, will talk
volumes. Dad, more importantly, I don't think you will have trouble following
it. Given the articulate way you expressed yourself in your last email it seems
to me that you still have enough oxygen flowing through to your brain. A very
positive sign. There are in fact lots of positive signs out there, we just need
to pay more attention.
Click
on God gif-t to see
a photo I took late yesterday afternoon on my way back from LA after visiting
with a bunch of guys and gals and kids besides for [Dr. J.] who seemed to age
at least 10 years after I was done with him.
Trust
me I was very stiletto like with [Dr. J.]. Irving Cooper “my client who
recently passed away” [sic] would have been very proud of me. Dr. X, by the
way, is co-trustee of [I. C’s] estate along with a crooked lawyer.
One
time [Dr. J] came into one of the units in my apartment building and simply
dropped the ash from his cigarette directly on to the carpet. I haven't
forgotten that day despite the many parties I attended at his different houses
where I was treated very proper. His nephew was living in that unit at the time
and I couldn't quite understand why he would want [his nephew] to pick up his
“sh-one-it” [sic]. Today Dr. J.’s ex boyfriend is the new "Mr. Martha
Stewart" billboards everywhere both on the west coast and east coast. One
of things I have always “like” [sic] about Dr. J. is that he, like Mr. Cooper,
who you never met, is always putting something back into small business
ventures; exactly how much though is anyone's guess. I hope to find out so as
to help improve [Dr. J’s] image amongst the non-Jewish communities around the
world, where some folk think he is our "mafia leader."
Everyone
I met seemed to be looking forward to what I was about to do next. Once again
though, [Dr. J.] tried to impress upon me the lay of the land that the problems
of south Africa are just like the problems of the rest of Africa,
“You give blacks a fingerling they then expect to be fed
caviar...Gary it is starting to trickle down to the masses butt it takes time,
I am sure you can appreciate that ...Well Gary thats just a handful of folks
who have invested a few million and made billions...yes the returns are like no
where else in the world but so are the risks... You could do the same; I would
back you... Please Gary its not all us white folks who are making out like
bandids. It is not only us Jewish thugs pulling this off...Now when did you say
you plan to be in South Africa?" [sic].
Dad, I
only wish I had Devin Standard with me to have been enjoyed the moment after
moment of histrionics being played out with “bubonics ad museum" [sic]. I
could only wonder what Mother-There-sea must have been thinking. You remember
she is lady who advocated that the masses by having more babies would continue
to work the land. She had a diet program going that helped folks look more into
themselves.
Now if
Jeffrey Krinsk weren't playing so much pong on the golf course he too would
have loved every moment and it would have been easier for him to blend in since
he is white and he could probably pass for looking Jewish. [Dr. J.] toward the
end, not knowing how serious I was commented,
"I really don't know why your lawyer friends would want to
come play in south Africa, it seems to me they could make a lot more money
staying put."
I then
replied, "So how much time do you want me to give you?" [sic].
Dad,
you may recall [Dr. J.] left South Africa I think it was in the late 60s early
70s, made a killing in [X], went on to [X] made a bigger killing here, went
back to [X] made the same killing as he did the first time at bat, then went
back to [X] where he has spent the past decade decimating the field, making
killing after killing after killing and so where do you think he is off to
next? How much game can one person eat in a lifetime?
I am
copying Jeffrey Krinsk, Devin Standard, Ron Bellows, Dr. John Pollard and Amos
Wright on this email and so I will pose the same question to them.
The
rest of the family like the approximately 200 white south Africans who were
blind copied on my email to the fox news folks have remained deafeningly silent
whereas approximately 80 of the remaining 100 "non white south
Africans" which includes American colleagues of mine “which received”
[sic] the same email responded very positively.
So why
would South Africans who know the Gevisser name better than most of my American
colleagues who received the exact same "crazy emails" that I have
been sending for going on 2 years be ever so quiet? What could my
white-Jewish-south African co-patriots be afraid of? That I am going to be
delivering patriot missiles to the black masses? What protection would a
patriot missile offer folks who will soon have their hands on South Africa's
highly advanced nuclear weapons?
By the
way both X families, [The Pig’s] offspring as well as [The remaining Pig’s]
offspring all around the world were on my list. Every time someone sends me an
email that has other peoples email address on it I simply add it to the 10,000
+- names already on the list. I hate computers but I love email. You can choose
to read stuff when you want, respond in kind as well as in your own time butt
if you simply hit the delete button it may not be enough to protect you from
future emails and questions from higher authorities, courts to boot.
South
Africans generally are a mixed bag but to think that only 2 "white south
Africans" responded to what I thought was a pretty good email that didn't
require much more than 95 basis points to comprehend is “quiet sumthing” [sic],
wouldn't you agree? I plan though to deliver “a sum point a” [sic] follow up
email that is geared to those at 85 basis points. So please Dad “hand in there”
[sic], keep the blood flowing. If need be I recommend having a respirator next
to the bed. I suggested this to my mother several months back. I am not sure
she followed up on it.
I will
be contacting Mr. Steyn to proceed forward with the sale of my property in Cape
town. I will lay out the history and if need be I will also get pals of mine in
the South African government to assist with making him aware of the laws of the
land as it relates to doing the right thing. Again, if there are any
difficulties in overcoming some "white boy" engineered hurdles then I
will simply add the property as part of the reward leading [to] the arrest and
conviction of those individuals responsible for the run on the Rand. This
shouldn't cause you any further concern. In fact the name Gevisser may become
“sinuous” [sic] with helping mass uprising and if you stick around long enough
in South African they may appoint you the "white god." Your nemesis
was known as the Maze King. You were always though one step ahead of all of the
rest, certainly in my book.
The one
response was from [Durban North friend #1] just to let me know his father had
died two weeks ago and he said nothing about my email. The other was from
[Durban North friend #2] who I haven't spoken to in 20 years. It reads:
Now Dad
remember [Durban North friend #2] didn't go to university; i don't know if he
actually finished high school; D. he
did. I think it is impressive that [he] even knows who Keynes and Samuel son
is, let alone get the spelling right. I think I can forgive him though for
thinking that Keynes and Samuelson would be in agreement even when taking on
"lofty" me. I responded very kindly to [him] because he is a sweet
guy never mentioning the fact that there were no assumptions in my email to the
top dogs at the Fox Network.
Dad, I
know you don't care much for watching tennis as the folks in Wave so you may
not have enjoyed “as much them” [sic] nor my other American associates the back
and forth between [Dr. J.] and myself. Of course I didn't bring up your
dealings with him sum 30 odd years ago where he put to the test his own
"applied mathematics" on you with no effect. I have know for a while
that Dr. J. kinda fancied me but by the time I was done playing “with mime”
[sic] he may have had second thoughts about the benefits of being gay.
Now Dr.
J. is no dummy and understands the human condition as well as anyone I know and
being a physicist he can also put two and two together and understands the
principals of 4,3,2 and 1 which equals 10 and how in reverse it adds up to the
same. But I showed him that I have got a little bit beyond the straight number
routines, beyond even the conceptual numbers like the square root of negative
one which are essential in understanding the behavior of light in order to get
to "5,6,7,8 who do we appreciate?" Dr. J. used to give the very best
parties in Bell Air but now he knows that I have a leg up on him whizzing in
and out of his brain with reckless abandonment. I got the sense that after just
45 minutes with me he had the mind of a 99 year old, i.e. 45+54=99 which
"equals ad-infinitum." Click on the attached worksheet to see the
N-Stone key code.
The
"bat and forth" with fastballs thrown in between tosses and lobs and
of course the occasional knuckleball was however better than any game you would
see at wimbelDON or Queens for that matter. While Dr. J. was protesting that
the [Durban North family #3] wouldn't have contributed "a cent over
25,000" to the Nationalist "Nazi" Government - now he didn't use
the word "Nazi" - I was
calculating the fees Nextraterrestrial could have made off all those white Jews
in attendance assuming the current south African government came to their
senses and engaged us as "collectors."
There
were a couple of foreigners sitting at the table where Dr. J. was holding
court, 4orts to boot. It looked like a scene out of a Godfather movie, people
going back and forth paying their respects, lots of small talk, lots of nods
and winks, kisses all around although Dr. J. only shook hands. The only
difference I could pick up on that was different to the movie version were the
funny accents. There was one guy who was pretty tall, at least 80, vintage de
Rothschild.
Dad, I
am assuming you received a copy of my letter to South Africa's finance minister
Mr. Trevor Manuel which got returned because the email address on the South
African Government's website was bad. Could it be that Trevor Manuel just
doesn't want to communicate with anyone or do you think I should take it
personally? In any event you can see what I tried sending him by clicking on Call
to arms leading with our writes.
I
really don't think South Africa is going to be a very safe spot to be over the
short term. I am optimistic it will all improve in "Jew course" [sic]
but once the masses understand who is behind the chicanery that has gone on,
i.e. who has benefited I doubt they will be asking names; rather they will be
counting the number of white asses to kick. Dad, you see how if I need to be, I
can be very quick and get right to the point.
Remember
though my emails are for the masses. Maybe they wont read everything now but
the great thing about the digital age is that it can be stored all in "Jew
course" [sic]. Hey Dad, remember I am not only Jewish but I believe
strongly in the teachings of Judaism. I just have a problem with our leaders.
Butt I have a problem with most of the current world leaders, but surely if I
am going to start wanting to fix things I should start closest to home?
Remember
“David Erlike” [sic] who died when he was just a teenager, perhaps only
thirteen. He was supposed to be a pretty bright kid, what do you think he would
say if he were today a fly on the wall and saw how little was done to fix a
major leak. Wouldn't he have pulled out all stops to make things right to ward
off a flood? If I recall correctly he was riding his bicycle and had stopped at
traffic intersection right near his home. Unfortunately, he was in the wrong
gear when he took off and got hit and killed by a car that smashed into him
head on. Now this was supposedly one of the brightest of the bright. I have
always wondered what neuron within his brain misfired at that particular
moment, more importantly whether there was something else, something foreign
that entered the circuitry that caused him to lose his balance?
I must
have been about 8 at the time but perhaps a little younger but I remember that
day. You once had to manually pump down your own landing gear after your
undercart got hit by your own bombs exploding. It was April 1st 1945 and it
wasn't exactly a place for fools to be hanging out, certainly no one was
kidding. I am not kidding now. South Africa is ready to implode. The casino
mentality is in full swing. What is being made on the swings is going to be
lost on the roundabouts. This is not a fight you should be watching. Remember,
you hate the sight of blood.
I was
thinking of proposing to Trevor Manuel that we at Nextraterrestrial be paid
eight tenths of one percent of all monies collected from "wrong
doers." I estimated that the folks registered under the Dr. J. party
staying at the Regent Beverly Wiltshire would be good for about 10 billion,
United States dollars. I wasn't sure what currency Dr. J. was talking about
when he threw out the "25,000" number,
"Now [Gary] that is at the very tops; Gary you have no idea
of what you are talking about; you really didn't know [X] and [his brother X
whose families lived next door to each other]. These guys wouldn't part with a
dime" [sic].
I had
stopped paying attention so I cant remember his exact words but I seemed to
pick up on the last part though, "part with a dime."
By the
time I am done with them they are going to lucky to have a dime left. More
importantly, they are all going to realize soon enough that they don't have
enough time left to spend their ill-gotten gains and so they might as well try
mitigating their exposure and hopefully bring the world into better balance.
I
actually stayed at the Regent on Saturday because D. and I and another couple
had gone out late and I was not in a state to drive, certainly California have
prohibitions against people who drive drunk. I hadn't seen this American couple
in almost 10 years, ever since I left LA. We ate dinner at a great restaurant
just up the street from one of the shopping centers Dr. J. developed, across
from the Beverly Center, and probably a whole lot successful.
This
was a deal I did not participate in though. Another deal I did resulted in me
getting settled much more than I bargained for, again it is rare that I talk
about the good news since it mostly results in folks wishing one harm; that is
unfortunately, the nature of the human beast. The dinner conversation although
very warm started to drift close to home when we started to discuss my
"water wars" project that will spill over on to the European
Continent in fairly short order. Greg, the husband of the Greg and Blaire team
rightly picked up on the Roth Childs and their connections to French "evil
empire" which actually caught me a little by surprise.
It is
not that often I get caught by surprise by what someone has something to say
about subject matter I am pretty well acquainted with. Consequently, I wasted
no time in picking up the tab at Lucques, a restaurant that even impressed
Irving Cooper's widow Helga who is another main character in my next email to
you.
It was
the following morning when I had breakfast with the "Dr. J. clan"
although it wasn't one large table. Essentially the Dr. J. party had taken over
pretty much the entire restaurant in the hotel. Now there may have been folks
there without funny accents like ours but I never noticed them.
In
order to get Dr. J. calm, that I wasn't about to unload an assegai I tapped him
on the shoulder letting him know that I was just as white as he was. This
seemed to give him encouragement that I wasn't about to spill the beans
although I promised nothing. Then he told me about a letter [The remaining brother]
had sent out to the community referring to Mandela as "that communist."
This directive to the Jewish community took place during the "Nazi
rain" [sic] of South Africa that ended around 1993. Dr. J. apparently
replied, "…You better be careful what you have to say, one day this 'communist'
may be running the country and you will have to deal with him."
Now
Dad, you and I, and yes those 200 "white south Africans" know full
well that Mr. Mandela and his drinking partner Mr. Mbeki haven't exactly been
steering this ship. I cannot wait to get a copy of Mark Gevisser's
autobiography to see how my very smart cousin is going to tap dance around this
issue to mention in passing his own father's track record of serving the
interests of another foreigner who came to South Africa, saw and conquered.
Of
course the [Durban North head of the broederbund] weren't the smartest of our breed,
they just happened to have accumulated perhaps the most. So who was steering
them? God? My dog? Just the other day I was at the amusement park down in south
mission bay here in San Diego where I first lived when I came to the west coast
in 1981. One of the rides has these little boats moving around in a circle on
about 6 inches of water and the kids who ride in them can do 3 things, turn the
wheel that is connected to nothing, ring the bell or do both.
So Dad,
what do you think I am going to do Next? Now how much water do you think was in
the bath when as a baby I placed my right hand under the boiling hot water tap
or was I outside of the bath just testing my theories on cold fusion? Now why
the maid just didn't ring the bell and call one of the whites circling around
is beyond me. Thank God she didn't do “sumthing” [sic] as stupid as that, rely
on others to fix your problems clear up the waste, otherwise the time delay
could have cost me my "write hand" [sic].
My
middle brother almost lost his arm when I decided to close the glass door as he
ploughed through it. He has a perfect V scar to show for my actions. Your
father could have died when he walked through a glass door at the very first
house we all lived in. Where was I? What could have been, should have been
means nothing unless you plan ahead to make sure that mistakes are not
repeated. I am planning things out very carefully. Rest assured.
One
thought I have is that you take a slow boat to china. The other is that you
find yourself a black girlfriend and she doesn't need to either rich or Jewish.
A third option is to have one of my cardiologist friends speak with your
cardiologist and see whether you are better off having the procedures done say
here in the States or in England where you can recover by enjoying scones and
tea, heavy Somerset cream to boot compliments of the Seachange Cafe in
Minehead.
You
live only once and you deserve to be treated like King even if many of the
English are a bunch of queens, certainly they seem to breed more queens than
Kings, although if they pass up Charles, then they can keep their grounds but
they will have to start paying taxes up the kazoo. Actually, I am not going to
bother with advocating that the Royal family be tried for crimes against
humanity, their support of the Hitler, blah blah blah, I have bigger fish to
fry and my plate is already starting to look full. Never want to look like a
pig at the trough. Now as my mother reads that last sentence she is probably
thinking to herself; "maybe I can use this statement of his to show that
he is not "compass mentis, that he shouldn't be allowed to even vacation
in Minehead." Good luck, mother.
Now
Dad, if they say you cannot leave because of your condition then perhaps I
might find someone living in South Africa who could possibly have the influence
to get whatever it is you need done for your "hiccup" done pronto.
Please understand, I think my cousin Barry is probably the best cardiologist
around today but I don't believe he carries as much insurance as these other
boys who may not do as many procedures as Barry butt they are pretty successful
entrepreneurs who I know for certain carry liability policies backed by triple
A rated insurance companies.
Soon
though the AM Best rating system will be a thing of the past. And it will be
music to my ears as well as the masses who fortunately are too naive at this
moment to understand the idiocy of a rating service when the top dog insurance
man in the world, Warren Buffet is going cap in hand asking for a bailout. Bail us out to
get a snit byte of what I have in "stor 4 Mr. buffet" [sic].
Now I
doubt that anyone copied on this email would try to preempt our full frontal
attacks because we have measures already in place that will go
boom...error....rang if word were to get out tTOo prematurely. And as we know
internecine fighting is the worst.
Unfortunately,
the folks on the far left are in bed with folks on the far right and lets just
hope that George W. Bush gets to see the more balanced message.
I doubt
though that Mr. Bush is going to send the infantry into South Africa to help
the white stragglers butt if they continue to have problems finding Taliban
then all bets are off. Butt of course I could be wrong. Worst comes to the
worst though, you are stuck on the beaches of California or on the shores of
the Bristol Channel where you can feast and help with the expansion. And trust
me you want get any stragglers coming in from “Wave” [sic] unannounced. I will
be contacting my lawyers in England in "Jew course" [sic] to begin
proceedings.
Dr. J. is
still no doubt scratching his head. Both he and D. have what remains of the
hair on their head completely shaven. It is pretty funny when you see them
together. I have some photos that I will send you later. His mother still looks
amazing and she has all her faculties. She was even showing me how to use my
digital camera. Now that is a good choice for a bride. Good looking, a
brilliant doctor and she doesn't look Jewish, what more could a son wish for
his father?
Were it
not for Dr. J. being more well fed than D. it would be hard to tell them apart.
D. is starting to show signs of aging just like the rest of us. His mom took a
the attached photo. There is another great shot of her but she doesn't want to
see herself on the Internet. D. is my partner, it is part of the deal although
I don't think I spelled this aspect out all that clearly. Oh well. There are
more and more people around who are starting to shave their heads completely. I
want to avoid that look as long as possible, close shaves to boot.
By the
way, I don't think you have ever spoken with Jeffrey Krinsk one of my
lawyer-colleagues here in the States. Give him a call 1-619-238-1333. He will
assure you that these days neither he nor I have time to kid around; we are all
business and having a lot of fun too. Please don't keep him on the phone very
long. He may use the time to offset my billable hours.
Gary
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