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Mike Flint – Why do you continue?

From: Gary S Gevisser
Date: March 14, 2012 11:13:35 AM PDT
To: Mike Flint
Cc: rest; Nancy Czar Bretzfield , Leith Dame Eaton , Kim Wilkins c/o General Atomic – Public Relations Department , “Roger W. Robinson – protege of David Rockefeller and former Chairman of U. S. -China Economic and Security Review Commission” , “King Golden Jr. Esq. – my long time American attorney and bosom buddy of Roger W. Robinson aka Our Man Roger who I have known intimately since he joined the National Security Council in March 1982.” , Mary Valder – Personal assistant David Rockefeller , “” , “Texas American Civil Liberties Union [ACLU]” , Barbara Fix , Udi Zorani , Jerry Meadors , Wilfred Weide , Rod Margo , “Major Tuvia Friling – Israel Defense Force, Deputy Commander Golani Brigade, Professor Ben Gurion University, Beersheba, Negev Desert, Israel – Author of ARROWS IN THE DARK” , “Texan Secretary of State James A. Baker III – Representing House of Saud Saudi Arabia – Baker considered by Roger W. Robinson THE MOST DANGEROUS PERSON IN THE WORLD.” , Vic Shayne – co-author of American George Lichter’s autobiography , “Scott Shane – New York Times – In Afghan War, Officer Becomes a Whistle-Blower.” , “Gillian Tett – Financial Times of London, US Managing Editor”
Subject: Why do you continue? – Fwd: Keep notes – Re: Babblers – Re: Silence Re: A self taught artist is taught by a very ignorant man – Re: Strange reflection – Fwd: Are you the son of the amazing Charlie Winters who received a Presidential Pardon?

Mike – you didn’t think I failed to notice when you called from the Polo Lounge at The Beverly Hills Hotel last Friday, the first of three phone calls that in total lasted 46 minutes, beginning at 6:48 pm, that you didn’t answer my question I sent you on your Facebook email from the day before (March 8), How come there is no way to ask you to be a FB “friend”?

Nor did you ask me to be your next FB “friend” bringing your count to 191.

So we come back to what you wrote yesterday to me, Nancy Czar Bretzfield and Leith Eaton, the two single women you met at the Polo Lounge:

May this happenchance introduction go well for all of you.

It was not like you were asleep at the wheel between March 8 and March 13.

Were there any men at the Polo Lounge who looked like they might have money or access to money?

Would you be interested in the conversation I had with Jay Bernstein, the producer of Charlies Angels on Black Monday, October 19, 1987 when I was celebrating with two of South Africa’s hottest young women at that one fancy restaurant hangout, you know the one of Robinson?

38 days before, September 11, 1987

I was saying my goodbyes to a group of comedians who I had met for the first time when vacationing alone in Porto Banus, Spain; and as you know most of the English speaking world write the date with the day first.

Nor had I forgotten that prior to leaving for Spain before going on to Greece where I caught up with my Greek-American girlfriend Anastasia George and her family, and King Golden Jr. who you see in below

in the back row on the far left, and it is me in the front row, second from the right, I had decided to turn down the opportunity to become one of the last American investors in the Oppenheimers’ Lloyds of London Insurance before placing the banning order that has now been in place for more than 2 decades which hasn’t prevented the Oppenheimers and their investment syndicates led by their 250 site holders such as Codiam Inc. from undermining the remnants of small traders including the Greeks.

Were you aware that between 320,000 and 805,000 Greeks were murdered during World War II, amounting to between 4.4 and 11.14% of their population of 7.2 million?

You haven’t forgotten that American deaths during WW II amounted to 418,500, 0.32% of our population that on January 1, 1939 totaled 131 million, about the same as Bangladesh today.

Is it important to you whether Nancy would think it is commendable that her rich husband Sam “would turn his back on certain things – like corruption in one of our slave nations like Bangladesh and be so bold as to talk about it to the Los Angeles Times?

Did that come up in your conversations, or were they only about me?

Please tell me again what you thought Nancy, Leith, you and I had in common that was so important you waste no time in introducing the two of them to me?

Do you think I didn’t notice when Leith didn’t accept my FB “invitation” and yet she couldn’t stop with throwing me all the accolades?

You don’t really think I needed to come all the way to the United States to understand how very superficial the world has increasingly become as abstract bs funny money modern art has proliferated and the study and teaching of fine art oil painting has declined at an alarming rate, and yet you don’t find that many if any artists who call themselves fine art oil painters pointing out the total farce of abstract art that is hugely important to the Diamond Invention.

It is all about the money with you people and yet you were clueless as to how the money has been valued and how it flows to the least accomplished beginning with the mercenary lawyers and their doctor friends who can’t get enough of the decline in personal responsibility and to have big government starting with big government private as well as public insurance programs play their role in the movement of the monies away from the poor who when herded into the cities of the rich have nothing but money to barter with, apart from drugs and guns that profit the so lazy and hypocritical rich hanging out not only in bars.

If only they would just stick to sex, don’t you think?

I couldn’t help notice how you so admire this one drunk lawyer celebrity sports agent on your Facebook wall, and Leigh Steinberg is not even a FB “friend” of yours:

Mike Flint commented on Sporting News.
Leigh is an outstanding agent and given the chance and right opportunity will be able to move back and be on top of his game again.

Leigh Steinberg files for bankruptcy, speaks of alcoholism
The inspiration for the movie “Jerry Maguire” is telling a much darker personal story of addiction and betrayal.
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Have you approached Leigh to invest in Angels In The Sky once he is back on his feet?

While Jay, who was a little drunk, and didn’t recognize me although we had met a couple of times at one of those Hollywood parties which took place at this one very streamlined boat looking house that was owned by my ex-girlfriend and her husband, a rather big name agent for big name celebrity singers and he was most likely gay, and nor did he mind having me hang around although he was most of the time out of it, you know the whole alcohol addiction game, was trying to hit on these 2 ladies who I had “teed up” knowing that it was just a matter of time before Jay decided to invite himself to our table; and you would understand that I was 30 and the 2 girls a couple of years younger and very much in their prime, and nor were they looking to be Hollywood actors which didn’t mean if an eligible bachelor came along they wouldn’t be interested, and nor were they interested in me, because they knew that I was in a committed relationship with a very fine young and most beautiful Greek-American woman who had
no problem with me going out on the town with the two on our regular one night of the week which was usually a Thursday in my new black Porche convertible that I only got because the Chairman of the Board and CEO of the insurance publishing company that I was running, IMS Inc.,

felt it didn’t look good to have me driving anything less, since he now owned the top of the line Bentley and his wife, a southern bell lady drove an equally expensive Rolls Royce and the two of them when not vacationing often at their London, England apartment, since he was the biggest American “name”; i.e. investor in Lloyds, lived in Lawrence “Bubble Man” Welks amazing one level house with the indoor swimming pool high up in the Pacific Palisades just down the road from President Ronald W. Reagan’s digs.

Let me now jump forward to early February 1991, just 4 months before I understand US Secretary of Defense, Dick Cheney overruled Secretary of the Air Force Rice and had the Oppenheimer-De Beers diamonds placed in the ejection seats of all American fighter aircraft before becoming the Chief Executive Officer of the Oppenheimers’ Halliburton and when his 5 year stint ended and he was handed something in the order of a $40 million “going away present”, Cheney became Vice President and continued through the Bush Jr. administration to do his own thing.

You have heard the expression, “money talks”.

Money is hugely important in democratic elections.

Money is far less important in dictatorships.

You must regard yourself just like everyone tuned into my missives as an authority today on both money and politics, but nor does that give any of you the power to turn back the clock.

Roger W. Robinson [February 6, 1951 – ] – CLICK HERE – (take a snapshot of his Wikipedia profile] spent an evening with me and his “bosom buddy” King Golden Jr. Esq., former in-house General Counsel of huge Offense/Defense Contractor Science Applications International Corporation, a spin off of General Atomic, when “Our Man Roger” who is based in Washington DC, came out to celebrate with our Being There President RWR, their respective birthdays. Nor has it changed that both share the same initials and born on the same day, just 40 years apart.

I have known “Our Man Roger” intimately since he left the side of David Rockefeller, a relatively minor player in The Diamond Invention syndicate, to join the National Security Council in March 1982 and it was not long before he and Texas Secretary of State James A. Baker III were “calling the shots” in the Reagan’s first administration and which of course has not ended. (Notice as well Valerie Schulte Esq. in the carbon copy section and the letters NAB in her email address. Valerie, of course has not forgotten her 15 year affair with Ted Turner where you would be wrong if you thought all she did was spread her legs.)

Jay Bernstein, who I just checked Wikipedia, and see that he died in 2006, would later sign a cloth serviette from the restaurant with the customary good wishes to me, and he was most likely oblivious to the blank verse-poem that I had written on it titled, The loneliness of the long distance runner, which I wrote while he did his best to get in the pants, although they were wearing dresses of Bridgette and Rochelle. I am now looking at that serviette that is in remarkably good shape along with all the writings considering the elapse of time.

I couldn’t tell you exactly what Jay had to say and it is possible that Bridgette and might remember because he hung out at our table where all we had were drinks and I would have had no more than half a glass of wine, but I did keep my eye on his left hand that kept rubbing up against his firearm that he kept in his hip pocket that was not as well known as his equally fine walking stick. Just like guys like to check from time to time that there equipment is still there, Jay’s big weapon was his gun which is not to say he fired it even once in an indoor firing range because the noise could have scared him, but still you, being proficient in martial arts, know that it is the least skilled who are the most dangerous.

I think you would agree that lawyers are mercenaries in suits, but with no courage; they hide behind the law, their law.

Nor did I feel the need to remind Jay of how we knew each since again he was a little shickered and was singularly focused on getting laid by these two very hot women which is most attractive to any guy whether or not they have the money, but if you don’t have the money but the looks then if you are a guy then you find yourself in a role reversal, which is something I observed pretty much every time I visited the Polo Lounge on my way to meeting with my important clients.

BTW, don’t think that I was a “potted plant” growing up in South Africa when you read in my writings how my mother Zena would always answer me since from when I was still a kid, “All the important people I know are dead” to my question, “When are you going to introduce me to your important friends” and at the time clients of hers like Aristotle Onassis were very much alive, the same of course with David Gevisser who was the most powerful person in the world following the death of his benefactor German-American Charles W. Engelhard Jr.

The idea for Charlies Angels came about because Jay was quite taken by the lifestyle of my ex-girlfriend Debra who was best friends with Jaclyn Smith who was one of the original Charlies Angels and dated for many years my former boss, Alan Austin who I believe still owns the property on the corner north east corner of Brighton Way and Camden in Beverly Hills.

Ps – At 9.00 this morning I placed the following on Nancy Czar Bretzfield’s Facebook “wall”: Nancy, why do you continue to be a FB “friend” of mine when I am exposing everything you hold dear?

She has not responded.

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Begin forwarded message:

From: Gary S Gevisser
Date: March 13, 2012 6:19:38 PM PDT
To: Barbara Fix
Cc: rest
Subject: Keep notes – Re: Babblers – Re: Silence Re: A self taught artist is taught by a very ignorant man – Re: Strange reflection – Fwd: Are you the son of the amazing Charlie Winters who received a Presidential Pardon?

Dear Barbara, please …

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