From: pacbell
[gevisser@pacbell.net]
Sent: Wednesday, August 21, 2002
1:53 PM
To: Bruce Lee
Subject: RE: Old Days
Lee – Hey, after seeing the “son” [sic] rise this morning I
realized I hadn’t responded to all your questions and issues. Working from the
bottom up, by not knowing what D told you about my “"aviator"
[sic] dog I don’t have the foggiest notion as to whether you should “laugh or
cry.” Why assume when I can get it all out of the horses mouth? Do you have any
thoughts on why a pony is harder to break in than a person who wears pony tails
to mention little about the horses, language to boot? What do you think of
To-fu as a replacement for beef at least it would require less water than hay,
wouldn’t you agree? I sure hope you haven’t got sick from that barbeque the
other night, deadly silence?
Like the father of “my step children” I don’t really know
what makes you tick. What I do know is that you don’t seem to be able to
explain what may in fact be something quite profound. Naturally I haven’t
really spoken to you in at least 20 years and certainly I didn’t make that much
of an impression on Tina with anything I had to say. Words so often get lost in
conversations which is why I like to see folks put things down on paper.
Now, if you are suggesting that the Black people of South
Africa should be thanking the whites that wrecked havoc on their societal
infrastructure, skeletons in closets, for sum 40 odd years while lining their
pockets up the kazoo, the Jewish leadership to boot, for having given them, the Blacks, now the opportunity to
show their good nature, their forgiveness that still remains innate, then you
my friend are much sicker then I first thought. At first I thought it was the
late hour that had trapped oxygen flowing to your brain but since then I assume
you have had some green to go along the red meat?
Perhaps, more so than JP, you need to watch you diet and
“the authorities” may need to monitor your kids intake. Why not mitigate your
exposure by placing TV cameras in each room with a digital recorder that only
your kids will have access to? Hopefully, God has given them large and healthy
enough lungs to take deep breaths when you enter their rooms for you could be
in the throes of breeding another Verwoed or tTOo. I have to wonder how many
like you are out there that we at NextraTerrestrial have yet to ferret out.
Again, better to chew on the words, digest their meaning and
only spew them forth once you are prepared to put them down on paper and suffer
the consequences otherwise simply throw them in the trash. Again my focus
is to try and bridge the credibility gap that exists between the youth and us
old fogies by going after not just the biggest guniffs, i.e. crooks, out there
but showing the youngsters that the biggest guniffs start out in each of our
neighborhoods. It is not the biggest guns that kill but those with the foulest
of mouths. To repeat, sticks and stones break bones butt words kill.
Who is to say that Hitler at sum point didn’t have a kosher
neighbor who didn’t know their ABCs as in Always Be Cool, a phrase I recently
learned from Michael Willis who has ridden the biggest of the big waves and
whose equally famous twin brother when approached with the greeting, “Nice to
meet you” responds, “Nice to be met.” When it comes to dealing with adults
these very well-grounded Jewish boys keep their conversations to a minimum
leaving their minds clear to focus on the kids who get a good head rinse when
out in the surf away from the maddening crowd who wear so many different hats
and not just when going to the races or in our case when attending synagogue on
the supposed holiest of holy days. No doubt you recall the fashion shows and
the cat calls that took place on Yom Kippur. I remember Yom Kippur 1973 pretty
well, what about you?
Lee, I wasn’t sure whether you surfed much as a kid. It is
my contention that a kid who spends time in the surf, the more wipeouts the
better, avoiding “rock spiders” if at all
possible, has the best shot of making up for their parents’ bad parenting
skills, certainly knowing how best to deal with quacks in their latter years should
therapy be recommended by the spouse or significant other. AND I know because I
have seen one of the top quacks here in the southland, i.e. “La Jawlla” [sic]
who trust me right now is quite nervous given how well I document the file, to
mention in passing those few and thankfully far between folks who I have done
battle with over the years who remain on my email list. Again, no scars to
speak of just terrific material for my book Manager Minute One.
Many if not most parents are simply ill-equipped to raise
children, certainly while they are still in their teens and early twenties and
have yet to work out who they are to mention in passing the great trouble sum
large number of folks have in controlling their appetite, tempers to boot.
Kids, however, who are damaged by control freak parents where often bigotry is
a mainstay of the neighborhood, will never grow out of this “cold conditioning”
especially if they are not in a position to quickly reenter the womb which is
what the surf did for “a good sum of us” [sic]. It is important to keep moving
otherwise you could get a chill, worse yet end up dead-sea, salt-on the hip,
linked by mini-scule-degrees of separation, minis a bust. It was minis that
those Jewish friends of ours were stealing at “hi-shulc write” [sic]?
My “step children’s” father, John Ben who wants to be with
his kids more so than anyone other parent I have known particularly if the kids
want to do what he likes to do, never grew up near the ocean and for that
reason alone he has my sympathy butt that is not to say I condone his poor
behavior. Over the course of the past few years when necessary I have recorded
my disagreements for the simple purpose of their being a record for the kids
should they ever wish to break from the past when they decide to have get
married let alone have kids of their own. Now of course I have not always
behaved myself according to the principles of say the Durban Charm School but I
have never told these or any other kids even a white lie. As D will tell you he
was raised on the proverb that a white lie is a lie.
Neither D nor I are big “sinagogogue” [sic] goers although I
like some of Van Gough’s work and I have attended a couple of church services
in the past year and the folks there seem to dress with spirit, perhaps though
it is because of the wine and biscuits that get served although there might be
more to why there are more Christians around today then Jews who started the
ball rolling. One classmate of mine once asked me, “Why do you think there are
so few of us around; why wouldn’t everyone want to be Jewish since we are
clearly much smarter than the rest?”
I never considered this Jewish mate anti-Semitic since it
was in a context that simply called for some open mindedness, very different to
my former lawyer and neighbor of John Ben who asked, “Why do you think it is
that most people hate the Jews?” He was raised in a Catholic working class
environment and if he is to be believed was manhandled as a choir boy. I could
never quite get a grip on why he didn’t expose the priests especially when he
became a big time political big wig, Democrat to boot. All in all it all comes
together as you shall soon “sea” [sic]. By the way this Jewish mate who asked
what was to me a profound question later served up quite a storm at University
dishing out exam questions to his white benefactors who included the president
of a local Jewish congregation here in the southland, no doubt “makING a
handsum profit” [sic].
Do you know if it was a Jewish person who invented the rolling
point pen? Now Anton Rupert isn’t Jewish butt he had has something to do with
Mount Blanc and Rothmans cigarettes and right now I am drawing a blank as to
why I should be given him “free publicity.” In time something will come to
mind.
John Ben has his mother of sum 85+ years spend a great deal
of time at his home where she mainly picks up after him and the kids and when
the “birds” make tTOo much noise she helps get rid of them as well. Recently,
the ex, my travel companion, rescued a magnificent specimen which had been
placed in John Ben’s garage along with all the other junk this collector of
nothings tends to accumulate as he does his rounds. There was not that long ago
this bunny which was also kept in the garage that said it all. Yet their mother
who is very much on the ball has had trouble understanding why the kids don’t
take proper care of the animals.
I was once over at his house many years back when I heard
another bunny meet its death having escaped out of the cage. At least the coyote
got to eat its meal alive and the bunny met its maker quick. If in fact God is
within each of us it is then possible that God is within each of the animals
who eat each other again and again, as my friend Anne Miller would say, “Thank
God for small fishes.” John Ben also likes to spear fish something I am quite
certain his son will eventually work out to be “quiet unsporting” [sic].
Later when John Ben saw the bird in full light starting to
respond positively to his-her new surroundings, we don’t know if it is a male
or female, he suddenly started to “miss it”, arguing that a window the size of
a tiny port hole provided sufficient light in the garage, a garage that only
sees the light of day when it is opened and then half the light is blocked by
all the toys parked outside. He also now argues that the bird is worth $700
even though he paid $100 and when the Dion household took possession of “Happy” the bird not
only bit people butt it had this incredibly high pitched shriek kinda like what
Martha Stewart is going to exhibit when she “seas what we have in stor for her
and her bosom pals” [sic].
John Benn has always wondered what I did for a living. Like
with you I only told him what I think he needed to know. By the way, my dog
Pypeetoe did a real good job of reducing the value of this bird that was
probably smuggled into the United States by removing a good chunk of Happy’s
tail as soon as I told him the story about John Benn now “missing” the bird
that was all caged up and very poorly neglected. Yes this business of “missing”
and being “oh so poorly” is something I will be covering more “in Jew course”
[sic].
The other day when “my Jonathan”, John Ben’s son, was
teaching Paul, our engineer-cum carpenter-cum triathlete and good friend how to
surf they were both not only interrupted with the customary, “Let me show you
how” but once Paul was starting to get the hang of riding the waves, John Ben paddled up to him and started to
complain about his board being tTOo small for his weight causing Paul to wave
him off by offering John Ben the long board which I had bought for the Dion
family which is the ex’s family name. Later when John Ben was done with his
surfing mission he mentioned to his ex who actually had custody of the kids on
this particular day, they share custody, “I just wanted to use the board for a
short time…Paul must have just drifted away.”
One of the things I have learned being a “step parent” is
never to assume anything especially when it comes to the break up of couples.
One should always work backwards from the end and in most cases you see that
the one who stayed put was the first to get up in the morning, missionary
position for the birds and the bees, really? Butt we have our mouths and most
importantly our lips and yes loose lips sink ships. Butt as my former-lawyer
friend King advocated so well, “We are all better off when the nations secrets
are in fact shared… less chance of any surprise attack, more chance to work out
differences, to resolve conflicts before they get out of hand.”
King was very smart and having worked for one of the largest
defense contractors in the world he knew what he was talking about. That is why
I was most disappointed when he refused to place a call to help out with
Jonathan Pollard, the Israeli spy, who may have been trying to do the right
thing but went about it clearly the wrong way.
My style of going right at it right now is only because I
believe there is no guarantee of tomorrow. As those who know me best by “work
product” know full well that I do understand Chaos particularly as it relates
to the risk markets and so there is nothing to be gained by me sugarcoating
anything. I believe we do have in fact less than 3 years to mend things fast
and that they have to start in each of our backyards and then we have to work
through the house, cleaning everywhere, and then on to the front lawn and then
help those neighbors who need the most help and so on and so forth. The desert winds
are everywhere these days and no one should be passed over.
Again, in the event you are not clicking on to all the
hyperlinks, I believe the problems of the world have nothing to do with
politics or economics or water for that matter, butt everything to do with bad
parenting. I am going to be telling my life story for anyone who is interested.
We have yet to broadcast what we are doing at our websites butt before we
turned back “the counter clock” the number had reached sum 30,000 plus. At sum
point we will add a clock that ticks down.
If we go into the negative then it will simply make my day
that much brighter, remember tTOo negatives make a positive and in order to
understand the behavior of light and all its meaning one has to deal with
integers both real and imaginary which include all the negatives including the
square root of negative one and working backwards we start with the squares
amongst us and then look at the root causes which equals the sum of all of us
“behaving write” [sic].
I then intend to go bloc by bloc as in bloc-buster.com to
help folks who listen well that their future is with the youth and to empower
the kids to parent the parents which brings with it added responsibility. I
believe the kids of today not only want this added responsibility, we as
parents have few other options. We and those before us have been there and done
it and the world today is a more unsafe space than at any time in history, outside of the moments following
the Big Bang, wouldn’t you "pre-of-fer" [sic] at
this point to agree?
Yesterday as I was leaving the beach after spending time
with a very together guy I met by the name of Marco, a sports therapist who was
born in Yugoslavia and understands the teachings of Ann RyAND better than any South African I know, I
literally ran into some young guys who were handing out cards. I could tell
that they belonged to a church group and I just didn’t want to be bothered so I
brushed them off rather rudely. As they walked on I felt rather bad and shouted
out to them offering them a buck or tTOo. Guess what? Not only would they not
take my money but they were
insistent they were not out seeking donations. They were also very well spoken
and simply wanted folks to have the opportunity of calling in for a free video
of “the last week of the Savior’s mortal life.” I got thinking that if each one
of us knew that we had just one week to live and that there would be a record
for eternity of how we lived that week, how better we would treat each other;
well not necessarily all of us. We have folks like you and the suicide bombers
in the Middle East to win over yet.
And just because my travel companion has her back and front
yard in knick condition means I will have less to do around her house. She does
though now have her winter wardrobe and besides she travels light and she is
speedy. Even our triathlete friend Paul has to run in order to keep with her
walk. And she can talk as long as you serve very good wine. Last night we mixed
our drinks and I am the lightest weight of light drinkers but I require less
sleep than she does, ipsofacto 2028 or simply put “tTOootTOo-tTOo infinity. The
foreword to the book begins “5,6,7,8 who do we appreciate?”
Now if I haven’t been clear in what I have had to say, click
on to Summary Edu. And then
take a look at the little war I have been having with the folks from eRaider going back to
summer of 2000 – I happen to be NT2003 but I have also used my real name as well as nextcomingskeptic.
Professor Brown knows exactly who I am and so do his benefactors as in the co-managing partner of
“Milberg Weiss Bershad Hynes and Leroach” [sic]. Both websites remain up and
look pretty good despite this Yeshiva professor having sweated bullets and it
isn’t yet over and certainly I believe he sweats profusely as well. Most
overweight people do.
Not only do I not subscribe to none of us being the son of
God I am certain that each one of us has it within ourselves to do the right
thing since we are pretty much all one and the same. That is why I remain
hopeful but ever more cautious about this Yeshivabok and his backers who I know
all about first hand.
None of us have a closer connection to God than the person
next to us since I believe God is within each one of us, at least at birth.
What happens then is anyone’s guess but I am no longer into guessing. I am into
the math, the science, particularly “scienter” and what it takes to prove
“culpable state of mind.” My lawyer-colleagues will tell you “I am pretty…---…
credible.” So again, Lee, I am a busy person butt I now intend to make the most
and best use out of you as I do anyone who crosses my path. As in real estate
it is always the highest and best use that counts.
Make no mistake though it is the real estate rapacious folks
who have the most to fear from me. Not, however, people like D who I believe
sets a good example of how one can do good deals and have a lot of fun in the
process.
Yesterday was the 25th anniversary of
the launch of the first space Voyager , “The spacecraft could run out of electrical power before they reach
their next goal, which is to explore the limits of the vast bubble the Sun is
blowing around itself. The boundary of the bubble is called the heliopause, the
place where the expanding solar bubble is counterbalanced by inward pressure
from interstellar wind…Voyager 1, now the most distant
human-made object in the universe, and Voyager 2, close on its heels,
continue their ground-breaking journey with their current mission to study the
region in space where the Sun's influence ends and the dark recesses of interstellar
space begin.”
I contend that to see how things end we
might have to look no further than examining what causes the behavior of our
“waves” and most importantly how they first begin; just one clap of the hands or chop chop or perhaps no more
than a click of a the mouse? Who is without
sin is not as important as the person who can bring things together who knows
not only how to mend fences but who can throw a hell of a party as in
“tot-sins” and for everyone to say “cheers mate” for unless we unite soon we
might all be lumped up so close together joined not simply at the hip butt
spending the rest of eternity smelling each others farts.
With that said, Knowledge is Light, and
knowledge is found where one looks and one’s looks, just like one’s luck, are
all a function of the cards that are dealt AND to stay out of trouble it does
help to appreciate the light and of course understanding the behavior of light,
understanding the mechanics that go into it all including the square root of
negative one, are not as important as having the right mechanic when you need
it. I need to go now take care of a few other things including talking to my
German Mercedes mechanic to see about what if any car I drive next. I liked my porche but it didn’t
sit well with my waveski.
I just sent out a FEDEX package to a gentlemen who had
written to me more than 2 months ago wanting to get more input from me to
“ghost write” his amazing life story. Have you read The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier &
Clay? I got as far as page 69 butt managed to write in the
blank spaces the entire foreword to my “best sel-next”, Manager Minute One.
Now go have a tot, take two aspirin and email me back in the
morning making better sense of your nonsense. By the way my father’s best
friend was a German gentleman who before passing away built this model airplane that is supposedly on its
way over here from South Africa as a gift to my Jonathan.
I think the lights in South Africa could soon be turned off,
at least they will get turned down in order for the black folks who are
currently running the country under the watchful eye and big stick of the white
elite, to get out safely.
Lee, I also don’t recall you being much of a cricketer so
ducks were probably par for the course butt I seem to remember you somewhat in
the scrums not quite like the way I remember the Tomsons though. These boys
could always be counted on despite their good looks. One other thing, why you
would ever want to take on someone else’s angst in the first place is a
question for your maker no doubt. Surely you are smart enough than to see a
shrink, wouldn’t you agree?
Gary
From: pacbell [gevisser@pacbell.net]
Sent: Tuesday, August 20, 2002
12:57 PM
To: Bruce Lee
Subject: RE: Old Days
Lee -- Well well well…---… some would say “leave well
enough alone.” I learned, however, sum time back a real quick way to
short-circuit the runaround. Nicholas Johnson, a former chairman of the FCC,
which regulates the airwaves in this country, said it best,
“When someone says something which
you can’t quiet understand you should first respond with, ‘What do you mean?’
And if it still makes no sense then ask, ‘How do you know?’ AND if they
continue to try and bring you into their egg shaped orbit, feed them to the
crockaniles’” [sic].
Now I may have made up the last AND. DNA though is
something that has fascinated me a long time even before I knew the term DNA.
Perhaps it was the markings on the rowing boat that
first triggered me out my malaise, who knows? The number 9 as you know is the
closest numeral to the question mark. One of the many things I like about the
Spanish language is that you know upfront a question is coming since they place
an inverted question mark at the beginning of the sentence. The English are
prone to beat around the bush and of course they eventually took a beating,
what goes around comes around especially if you are “sh-one-it’s creek without a paddle”
[sic].
So, my question to you now is how do you know, 6“It seems
ironic that if not for the white man the black man could not even be able to be
so forgiving as to be able to treat his benefactor. Is this apartheid's revenge
in reverse?”9
Lee,
you have to understand that my focus these days is purely and simply the
children and how they suffer from their parents farts which as you may have
heard from my brother Neil is a just, “puréed feces.” My purpose besides for
just having jolly good fun is to see if I can make a difference and possibly
help our species avoid becoming someone else’s prey, i.e. meal ticket, i.e.
less praying and more doing, wouldn’t you agree?
In a matter of seconds I am going
to be receiving an email from one of the most stellar heads of a rather well
known publicly traded company that before the bear market began returned almost
a billion dollars, about one third of the company’s remaining shareholder
equity back to the commoners like myself. The reason I mention this is because
this all around “in good shape”
businessman like me is rather busy these days. You see he owns around 15% of
the company that went from a negative net worth of several million dollars when
he bought the company back in 1978, the year I arrived in the United States, to
accumulating for all the shareholders several billion. Today, he is very busy
deciding what to do with his rather large cash holdings. He and I are meeting
next week at one of our favorite spots, Miracles and I plan to pick up on where
we left off which was about 18 months or so ago, i.e. “ice-cream.”
So, Lee do you believe in miracles
or are you just into shooting the breeze which is really what the game of golf
is all about? If they wanted to stimulate the mind they would at least replace
the round holes with something more square shaped which might get folks to
begin thinking outside of the box, wouldn’t you agree?
Now I have yet to work out whether
what you dished out to me is “pure crap” or whether in fact your kids are like
many other kids I know, i.e. at more risk than they need to be. I believe, as
sad as it may at first appear to be, that less intelligent folks are more
susceptible to degenerative diseases, I also happen to believe that the
environment in which kids are raised has “a whole lot of say”
in how their IQ develops over time. How do you think I should follow up to
Professors Price and Kelly?
Now you see, unlike you I don’t
quote from all sorts of fascist sources or folks who got kicks out of seeing
animals, bulls mind you, ripped and torn to shreds just for the fun of another
species, unless of course I want to show how these “knutcases” [sic] managed to
screw with the minds of those already victimized by their own hands, as was
what Hitler managed to do to many, if not most of the Jews. Of course “Good News” sells
stocks and bonds and whathaveyou… yes a bunch of chickens with their necks cut
off running around as though there is no tomorrow. At least they wont be
looking in their rearview mirror,
which is what most folks do, wouldn’t you agree?
The real question I have though is to what extent you
will lay claim to having been victimized by the actions of the “Capos” [sic]
who lived just up the street from you who made certain you and the rest of us,
especially our parents towed the line. As smart as you may profess your
children to be there really wasn’t much you would have been able to gleam from
what I had previously sent you that there was much “angst” between me and the
rest of my family other than what I have now described rather clearly. The neat
thing about email is that it provides a very accurate chronology of events for
others if they are interested to pour through it all as they choose in their
own time and space. I would love to place your kids essays of their trip to
Italy on one of our websites, which we have yet to launch. How does
“grubbygrub.com” grab you?
I am very serious about what I do.
AND of course I can play as well. This is not the time to play though and as
much as I would like the business at my Seachange Café in Minehead, I would
much prefer to make my “bucks” out of your possibly errant parenting, if nothing
else it will give me more material for my book Manager Minute One which is to
empower young people to be their own managers from the get-go. Please send me
your kids and Tina’s email addresses. Please thank Tina for the “good looking”
compliment. She and my travel companion would probably agree on many things but
that is not one of them. She sets a pretty high standard and each time I trip I
simply screw up the odds. In other words I think you not only want to wish me “good luck” butt make a contribution
to my cause that is clearly spelled out in the mission statement and in so
doing help me attract the best and the brightest amongst us.
By the way I don’t have the exact address of my place in England.
All I know is that it is the last property leading into an enchanted area known
as Burgundy Chapel
Tot-sins,
Gary
From: Bruce Lee
Sent: Tuesday, August 20, 2002
10:38 AM
To: pacbell
Subject: Re: Old Days
Hi
From the way you write it appears
that there is some form of family angst.
Having taken on too many others
'angst' in the past, I no longer take on any more.
Your 3rd paragraph is a classic
and deserves a wider audiance. Do I need to seek writtten consent from the
auther or will I be accused of plagiarism if I simply publish?
I don't duck (unless it is spelt
with an F) - my discourse is for you to interpret as you think
appropriate. I think it was Hemingway who, when questioned about The Old Man
and The Sea, said something similar and if he didn't he should have.
PG if my wife, ( Tina -you met her
once. Her only recall of you is that you were.'...good looking' ) feels up to
it we are going to go to Sandbanks with the children tomorrow for a week or so.
If you give me details of your B&B Cafe it might be visited.
Derek told me the tale of your aviator
dog. Should I laugh or cry?
Best rgds
Lee
From: pacbell
To: Bruce Lee
Cc: JP
Sent: Monday,
August 19, 2002 9:36 PM
Subject: RE: Old
Days
Lee – again you assume tTOo much.
What ever would have made you think I didn’t call to speak with my father? Why
would you assume I would need to be reminded? Is it not possible that I might
be just a little clued up on the matters of “heart” and what brings on this
type of disease?
More to the point, why would you
assume a call “I am glad you made it”
wouldn’t send my father in to a tailspin? How about, “Hey Dad tell me
was there enough oxygen going to your brain for you to appreciate the pretty
nurses?”
One of the great things my parents
instilled in me from an early age was not to expect one dime upon their death
ensuring that the communications between all family members were always genuine
never clouded by a bunch of gobbledygook. Solicitors are a necessary evil given
the fact that most fiddling begins at home. I think it is a good thing to have
a lawyer in the family just to keep the rest of the family in check and the
rest of the family should make provisions that he-she doesn’t starve.
Still I want you to explain in clear
simple words “It seems ironic that if not for the white man the
black man could not even be able to be so forgiving as to be able to treat his
benefactor.” Take your time butt please don’t duck the question. If you read my
emails carefully especially the hyperlinks you would see that the executor of
my estate is black and rather accomplished. Both of us are also very busy and
neither of us want to go around in circles. Everything I do these days has to
do with the preservation and enlargement of my remaining estate. Please when
you visit the west country drop by my bed and breakfeast café. And of course
you can always tip well, the same when visiting our 78 odd array of websites.
I assume
nothing about how you were raised other than by your own words and actions. You
my friend shouldn’t assume anything about my relationship with any member of my
family or anyone else for that matter until you have all the facts, at least
sufficient facts to pull together a reasonable question. When, however, you
miss the basic stuff then it raises questions in my mind about your upbringing
and how you tTOo might have been part of the collateral damage. You will
remember that D. left the country right after his barmitvah. I tuned out from
that moment forth as described I think pretty well.
Again, I
have yet to sue any individual, only twice have I been a plaintiff in a lawsuit
filed against two separate corporations and in both instances it was to prove a
point. Neither resulted in me spending a dime and I got quite “sum dividends”
[sic] in return although they were not in the form of cash. Call it “stoch”
dividends as in the card game klabbios. I am keeping them both as I play out my
last hand of cards. Trust me when I tell you I have been dealt a rather fair
hand right from the start. Nor, by the way have I been sued. I do plan though
to ratchet things up a notch or tTOo over the course of the next few days and
weeks and it will get interesting. Again stay tuned and be ready to reach for
your credit card.
Again,
please explain your earlier point. And again, if there is anything unclear
about anything I have said, be specific and I will respond in kind.
Enjoy the
braai.
Gary
From: Bruce Lee
Sent: Monday, August 19, 2002
10:54 AM
To: pacbell
Subject: Re: Old Days
Hi
We are obviously
both busy people. Ipso Facto we can both find the time to indulge in the beauty
of the written word.
I sence
that sometimes it is sensible to listen to folks who make
sence. Sometimes it can even help in bringing one to their sences.
'Speak to
your father' was not advise to be taken with a view to doing harm. A call
that says '..I am glad you made it' and nothing else can be all that is needed.
However. your feelings for your family are obviously coloured by your
experiences and it is not for me to profer my opinion.
(Hopefully
this retraction will mean that I will not be receiving a missive from that
honourable firm of solicitors - Grabit, Sue and Run)
However I
concur wholeheartedly that a nubile nurse can do more to get a rAise.
'It seems
ironic.....' can be explained by linking it to your /....money makes the world
go around, etc'
Have to
go. My kids are due back from Italy in an hour or two and I need to get the Bar
B Q etc going.
Lee
From: pacbell
To: Bruce Lee
Cc: JP
Sent: Monday, August
19, 2002 5:01 PM
Subject: RE: Old
Days
Lee hi - for a man who knows that folks like Samuelson and kins even
existed let alone got the spelling of their names right you should know enough about
me at this point to realize that just because I never let my formal education
interfere with my learning I wont listen to folks who make sense.
With that said there were very few
things that warranted me paying attention to anything that came out of our neck
of the woods when one considers the failure of the Durban Jewish community to
respond to fast balls thrown at or near head by the Nazi sympathizers at the
highest levels of our community. Would “Capos” be the right word?
With that said, the minute I arrived
in the United States I stopped assuming nor did I ever give advice unless
someone asked for it. If you could provide me with empirical evidence to
support your contention, not folk law or witchcraft then I would be at my
father’s side in South Africa in tTOotTOos, i.e. 2028, and not a day sooner. I
probably though have as much evidence as you though when it comes to giving
folks like my father who may need a helping hand, that the younger and prettier
the more muscle action which will keep the oxygen also flowing into the brain.
My middle brother Melvin is there taking care of that. No doubt he is competent
enough to see to it that the nurses are also competent. When my sister Kathy
gets there she will see to it that Melvin has done a good job.
That to me is the only proof of the
benefits and purpose of family, for each of the siblings to check on the other,
for each to make certain that the other is doing only what is called for by the
family member in stress. Family more so than strangers should be very guarded
about interfering in their immediate family’s business unless they feel their
good name is being tampered with. So far I haven’t heard anything coming from
family in that department. I will, however, inform you and the rest of the world
should they stress out. You don’t choose your family in the same way you choose
your friends and business partners. Those standards are considerably higher.
By the way, I have set 2028 as just
one future date to celebrate another New Beginnings party I am planning to give
even if I am not around and of course you are invited.
Another thing I try very hard not to
do is to suggest anything to anyone unless I am asked for my advice and then to
make certain they listen very well of course I make folks then through the
nose. Ask and you shall receive but you better come prepared to sing my tune,
“money makes the world go around the word go around…” [sic] along with the oil buried deep. So when you say, “Speak
to your father…” you place yourself quite at odds with me because neither one
of us can benefit from your suggestion. If I don’t take your advice then you
may end up resenting me and if I do take your advice and say something that
irritates my father then it could put him in an early grave and when I then
tell you that I was simply following your advice you will feel bad, at a
minimum. You could also end up being sued. I don’t know how much it costs to
sue someone in England but here in the States it costs less than a $100 and
that includes postage. I will though soon be finding out exactly how much it
costs though to sue folks in England. Stay tuned.
Now if there is anything that I have
written that is not clear and so far I may have written close to 500,000 words
over the past couple of years that are making their way around the planet, it
seems at light speed, then just let me know. I couldn’t, however, make head or
tail of this sentence of yours, “It seems ironic that if not
for the white man the black man could not even be able to be so forgiving as to
be able to treat his benefactor.” Please explain this in simple English because
I believe there must be something important here that I missed.
Feast of
Fools is a great mime play. One thought I have is that if you took your kids to
see it and then offered them my interpretation of what the “kid” in the
oversized “hi-chair” was really thinking you might get an “I saw” [sic].
Remember now I am not suggesting anything nor do I think you to be a fool.
There are very few people willing to test my patience these days and you did
pretty good.
I am
assuming it must be your wife and kids who keep you in tip top condition. I did
in fact hear from Jody Perling. You and he were the only two Jewish South
Africans of close to 260 who responded. Pretty amazing when you consider that I
got around an 80% response rate from the remaining 100 folks on the list. Most
of these folks know me pretty well and by the way there comments were very
encouraging. Jody replied to let me know his father recently passed away. He
lives in Tennessee and we spoke a few days ago. He mentioned to me that he
exercises every day and needs “9 hours sleep” and works “14 hours a day.” Now I
can go several days without having to go to the bathroom for business #2 but
there is no way any lover I have ever had and there have not been that many
would tolerate just one hour of love making. Now I am assuming Jody lets the
kids watch. I make a point of weighing my words very carefully.
I will
copy Jody on this email as I don’t think he would object and besides I am
pretty confident he is now watching his diet. Can you imagine the impact though
of the internecine wars which could soon erupt all over the world due to the
collapse of the stock markets which will really have no direct impact on people’s
ability to continue to talk nonsense about what drives an economy to mention in
passing the water wars about to erupt and dam blockages to boot. Point being I
believe the time is fast approaching when we will all have to choose sides.
South Africans have a history of straddling the fence, going back and forth
between light and dark as though there was only yesterday. Most if not all live
in the past, which is why so many of them stick together like packs. The ice
shelves are however starting to break up and it is my hope that you will join
me in also rooting out the den of thieves in your neck of the woods; if not for
your sake then at least consider your children… just a thought.
Nothing by
the way amazes me this day more so than the fact that the sun continues to
rise. D may have concluded that since fish make love in water he needed more of
a breath of fresh air and tomatoes look like big cherries and if raised right
always taste delicious and are very nutritious AND most important they meet all
the requirements of being crunchy, chewy, sweet and naturally a little salt.
All the
best
Gary
From: Bruce Lee
Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 3:06
PM
To: pacbell
Subject: Re: Old Days
Gary, articulation
is in the eye....
I
sincerely hope that Berni is recovering. At such a time offspring spring to
mind as the best medicine and all that one needs to know at such a time is that
a life and its continuation was/is not in vain. Speak to your father and when
you do please send him my best wishes for a speedy recovery.
It seems
ironic that if not for the white man the black man could not even be able to be
so forgiving as to be able to treat his benefactor. Is this apartheid's revenge
in reverse?
I know all
about D's slice and the details of your video. It appears that you were the
feature of the ball! Is it not amazing that a man who hates fish can love
tomatoes?
Talking of
sTeaks have you come across the Perling family?
Deciphering
your mail is a challange only the fool-hardy would be tempted by. So call me a
fool!
The hour
is late and so to bed old friend.
Lee
From: pacbell
To: Bruce Lee
Sent: Sunday,
August 18, 2002 4:06 PM
Subject: RE: Old
Days
Lee, you are very articulate my
friend. You could also find a worse person than D to play golf with. You do need
to be aware of that right slice of his. There is a video somewhere of him in
action that hopefully will soon be up on the Internet.
Fortunately, his family weren’t in
the butchery business otherwise I might suggest we could all end up as chopped
liver. On the other hand I don’t really know all the businesses he has a steak
in today nor do I want to know because it could distract me from sum of the
things I still have to do before he and I can get back to playing pong.
The mission statement
at the Nextraterrestrial website says it all pretty good. I still have to come
up with something that says it “in other words” though. Any suggestions will be
appreciated. This particular venture has been funded with less than $10K and I
don’t intend to spend more than a grand per year of my own money keeping it
going. There is enough left in my estate to ensure that.
With that said, we will be looking
to make this a profit driven business with folks making contributions who think
we are on to sumthing positive. At this time this venture is not included as
part of any “charitable trust” but my intention is that in the end that will be
the case. I am looking to do a byte of traveling in the near future and perhaps
we will get together then to chat about the stuff that really matters, i.e. the
kids. I have very little inclination to talk tTOo much about the past or folks
over age 22 because it raises a lot of hairy issues that are difficult to pat
down. I do believe though that we should always trade up being very aware of
not penetrating anything under 21 and that includes the brains of the young.
I am though in touch with my family
on “a need to know” basis. They are not involved with any of my businesses nor
do I seek their input. It is much safer that way, less chance of being
distracted. Each one of us it seems has our agenda and until such time as we
put down each of our stories to print I for one am not smart enough to work out
who is for real or who is a reflection of someone else’s diseased “Is” [sic]
who fiddle, crossing their Ts, never though to tease.
It is all in the eyes and soon
hopefully it will have us all saying “ayes…yes baby.” Talk is cheap and time
consuming and my calculations are that we don’t have that much time left to
play pong. D by the way has never fiddled butt I just like the expression
“playing pong.” It is very important though to play hard as well as work hard
and he is one of the few people I know who got this part right while never
losing his heart. Now I am not sure about his “soul” since he doesn’t really
care that much for fish. Anyone however, who is in to tomatoes is an A in my
book, less salt sprinkled though the better. Tears, however, wash away the
fears each day that we run AND shine. Time to hit the “serf” [sic]. By the way
we have quite a stash of home grown tomatoes.
My dad had bypass surgery the other
day in South Africa. I haven’t yet spoken to him but his nurses seem very much
on the ball. AND for that I must thank God. Why the black folks in South Africa
would let white folks receive even the bearest of medical treatment is one of
the signs of a prescience stronger than us all combined. My Dad though is a
special guy.
Be well,
Gary
Ps. I will share this email with my
family. Our families were close.
From: Bruce Lee
Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 2:30
AM
To: pacbell
Subject: Old Days
Hi Gary
I played
golf with Derek Beare on Friday. We ended up playing only 6 or 7 holes -
we couldn't find the rest!
It was a
good laugh.
Your name
came up and old memories were reawakened. I am pleased to hear that things are
where you want them to be.
I must
admit I do find your musings a bit like a voyage on rough seas.- you hope that
land is coming but you still have to miss the rocks and brave the storms before
you get there.
Please
tell me - in more precise terms please! - about your latest venture, it
appears to be interesting.
Are u in
communication with your family? If so please update me.
Best
regards
Lee Selbo
From: pacbell
To: Nilou Cowperthwaite ; Hany Haddad
Cc: Garyiglass ; Randall
Sent: Saturday,
August 17, 2002 2:42 AM
Subject: Perfect
Storm?
Ms. Nilou Cowperthwaite
Branch Manager
Bank of America
Del Mar Heights.
Dear Ms. Cowperthwaite,
