Follow the Toad-Toll road – This might get your attention – Part I
From: Gary S Gevisser
Date: October 23, 2011 6:03:35 PM PDT
To: Susan Desonia – US Forest Service –
Cc: rest; ernest briese
Subject: Follow the Toad-Toll road – This might get your attention -Fwd: The road to hell IS paved – Re: Pine Creek Dirt Road
Susan, yesterday morning Ernie and Eileen showed up without making an appointment because they said they stopped reading the “This might get your attention” email from the day before, right after the start, because they didn’t think it applied to them.
We rescheduled for this morning. Our meeting lasted 35 minutes and 47 seconds, and began as agreed around 11am. Ernie says he plans to call you first thing tomorrow.
Marie and I would like to speak with you first, because he has stated certain things that we were unaware of.
It is all summed up with his statement that he cannot understand why you decided to get involved; that this is not a US Forest Service issue. Maybe it is a US Wild Life-Game and Fisheries, or any other appropriately named government/public organization matter, since the Arroyo Toads do cross the roads, all the time, all the way to our well on the other side.
Both Eileen and Ernie claim to have only read for the first time the other day, our August 23, 2009 “The road to hell is paved with good intentions” email which is the only direct email I have sent him that he has not responded to; he has made it his business to respond to all the others. Coincidence or convenience?
BTW, given how previously he has shown interest in learning, especially at his retirement age, all about the monetary-economic system that he was clueless about, and he used to be a teacher to children in trouble, I began after getting no response to that August 23, 2009 email, carbon copying him on my highly informative missives that people in search of the truth all around the world, pay most attention to, which does not mean they are all good.
Ernie says he does not read them, at least “not all of them”, but he has never written or asked to be removed from my mail list because he now says, “I did not want to hurt your feelings”. Equally important was Ernie showing more of his true colors as he immediately went on to say as Marie and I expressed our frustrations that, “Now, I have no problem in getting in your face” (sic). (I have not yet played back the entire digital taping.) He also stated very clearly the following, “Forget the fucking truth” before going on to say, “That is exactly what you write in your emails”.
I called Ernie a liar to his face.
I have never come close to saying, “I don’t care about the truth”, because the Truth-God-Logic is very important to me, and everybody knows that, including a corrupt Texas Judge who also said it was okay to hit me with a $4 million DEATH PENALTY sentence even though he could find not a shred of evidence that I had done anything wrong; because in fact I did everything right, just as I have done when dealing with this road to hell.
Just prior to that outrageous outburst Ernie said that you called him up to let him know that a cabin owner was so incensed by what he was doing that they approached you. He said it was some years ago, about the time of the August 23, 2009 email, and in his words, you said, “Stop whatever you are doing to the road, I don’t know what you are doing, but whatever it is, stop”. Ernie said he responded,”Whats the problem, whose complaining?” You replied, “someone has complained. I cannot tell you who. They don’t want a freeway in front of their house”. He says he responded, “Okay then we are having a cabin meeting in two weeks, tell them to come there and we will discuss it with the rest of the cabin owners”. He says you replied, “I cannot do that”.
A freeway mixed in with an off-road racing track is exactly what we now have.
Even if you didn’t use the word “freeway”, you would think that Ernie hearing it and remembering it so well two years later, that it would send off alarm bells?
BTW, do you have influence to arrange to have a firetruck and fully staffed crew permanently located on our property. Would it help if we were to say that upon our deaths we will be donating it to the local fire department?
Ernie said at the meeting no one complained other than he thought Cabin 12 was not all that happy. Nor did he ask Cabin #12 if he had complained to you?
Wouldn’t that be the obvious thing to do?
Why didn’t he use logical deduction that with no one else complaining, it simply meant that he just had to dig a little further; and really we are not talking here about doing some heavy duty deep thinking. Both Eileen and Ernie said the thought never once entered their heads to think of Marie and me, even though it is our property that fronts this road to hell significantly more than anyone else? There is not one property that has close to the amount of road frontage as ours.
This is total bullshit.
Ernie also said that he saw in the email there was so much about other stuff that he just gave up.
Anyone first starting to read that email with the pretty photos would have no trouble understanding everything, including those choosing to ignore.
Ernie and Eileen said a lot of stuff that simply didn’t make any sense; but in the end, as you know the truth always surfaces.
He also said that if it came to a vote today of the cabin association owners, there would be “9 to 1 or 11 to 2 in favor” of what he is doing. I never bothered to ask how he made the one number add up to 10 cabin owners and the other to 13.
I count 20 cabin owners who use the dirt road to get to their cabins.
I don’t know if the number 10 or 13 cabin owners include cabin owners who don’t use this dirt road as access to their leased lands.
Could it be that some of those cabin owners who are members of the cabin association voted on Ernie and Eileen’s construction project?
Is it the cabin association that had this legal authority to impose what suits the majority of them?
Once he knew that it was not Cabin 12 who complained and he knows that you would only get involved if it was a serious matter, and for you to use a word like “freeway” which is exactly the way we feel about it, you meant business.
“Forget the fucking truth”
When he couldn’t find anyone else really upset about this ugly road to hell, it did not occur to him that we were the ones upset; again that is what he is claiming; and so he blames you for not informing him and Eileen that we were the ones objecting to this monstrosity. We think you did the right thing, and for Ernie and Eileen, to have thought as part of their fiduciary responsibilities which I suspect are well covered in the bylaws and covenants of the cabin association as well their proper and adequate liability insurance policies, to investigate this matter that had them putting so much time and money to make their living here pretty much permanently, a smooth ride.
BTW, yesterday at 5:58 PM a black truck raced from the start of this increasingly paved in one time dirt road, that was perfect for 4 wheel drives or anything with a high enough axil, all the way gunning the motor which is made easy with all the holes now filled in to where it turns at cabin 12, and continuing gunning the accelerator, and just before he approached the dog leg turn to the right he shouted out at Marie who was in the back, “Im sorry, Im sorry”.
No one else who speeds has ever once apologized. I don’t think he was being sarcastic but one can never be certain.
Not one of the other cabin owners with their increasing going in and out as residents here get more permanent by the moment, have ever been so vocal with their voices.
7 minutes later, 6:06 PM the same vehicle, but this time traveling even faster and around that corner cabin #12 dog leg turn to the right, because now he was in the opposite direction, he threw up the normal cloud of dust because this is the only section where there are none of the ugly grey stones because it is level, and this time he never shouted out a word. (Everything becomes more smooth with increased speed that begins at the start-end where the tar road meets the dirt road; and so just imagine how those passive aggressive, who don’t get out to enjoy nature, because they are increasingly lame, kick start their approach to that dirt section at the corner, although I have yet to see anyone doing a complete 360.)
I have been more around the block than most people my age and I have never had anyone sending me such an interesting email as the one we sent Eileen and Ernie on August 23, 2009, when of course I blind copied a whole bunch of individuals/groups who would have thought like us, “How could they possibly miss it?”
From: Gary S Gevisser
Date: August 23, 2009 11:29:53 AM PDT
To: ernest briese
Bcc: rest
Subject: The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Ernie – I had to write those words rather than tell them to you when I next see you, because it is also very funny when written.
Not to mention my mother was the first to inform me of this great truth, and I am not sure it didn’t come about because of the invention of the automobile and the automobile manufacturers wanting to pave all the roads throughout the US, and for those in impoverished lands who we wanted to look up to us when shown first photos and then film wanting to have just the same, but first they were told they needed the white man to civilize them and before being educated they needed to have clean drinking water and so we had our mafia monopoly De Beers drill using their exclusive diamond tipped drilling bits wells and then before they got educated on the true history of the banker De Beers, these peoples who never asked us for our not exactly civililzed money me culture, totally void of art, found out that when the wells werent laced with cyanide, not to be cynical, just truthful, there was lead toxicity all over the rest of the well equipment; to mention little of you should have no difficulty researching the history of all the wells supposedly “do gooders” did in places like India and then when dying that much quicker the money-banker “powers that be” with of course the corrupt priesthood chirping in declared, “at least they didnt suffer long”; to mention in passing all just to save the automobile.
We now have a race track encircling our stone home and although it isnt 24/7 it is most disturbing since the only reason we bought this spot was for the tranquility and knowing that a dirt road would not attract much if any traffic and now we are infested with city slickers.
I know it is just a matter of time before there is a tarred road with very possible massive Twin Tower high concrete dividing blocks but of course i wont be around for that.
I dont know what the solution is right now. We have tried covering the rock stones with sand to lower the very annoying sound of car tires crunching over but the dirt will also attract more flies and dirt bikes.
It wasnt all that long ago, but before you came, that a close neighbor suggested we move.
I thought if I was stupid I could ride my rather noisy ducati
up and down 24/7 around those neighbors who now have their kids using this as a dirt track; not to mention I just see you going past; how about a bell at the beginning of the road which people call you up to lead them slowly like at the beginning of a race and when you turn off to your stone home let them gun their accelerators?.
Do you have any other suggestions?
Ps – right now Marie and I are at her improvised bird pond in the back garden
and the birds are so colorful, and now Marie just describing one, “yellow breast, changing to an olive green on top and a black stripe on its head, lots of kids” all gathered around us, so happy their chatter and most certainly saying, “those humans make noise too”. There are so many, it is so neat. If you and Eileen are also not doing anything, come and join us doing nothing, just “shooting the breeze”. Now we are going back to juice.
Only Ernie and Eileen know what they are up to; and isn’t it nice knowing there is a God watching all this?
Only today, did Ernie reveal for the very first time, and again all caught on digital tape, that I hope not to accidentally erase, that he was most unhappy with the sarcasm of him responding to a bell at the start of the road to hell and now leaving it up to the rest of the cabin owners to “call the shots”.
Soon we might have a tollgate, we are only a pebble away from it.
Never before has Ernie come close to expressing disappointment in anything that I have written, and again, he sure showed it today; and he was very angry; you should have seen his eyes and he showed his teeth at the same time, and nor did I call it a cow bell; and there is no one I know better than me who got to see from a very young age how the Bell Shaped curve educational system that rewards the most average, does not lend itself to anything but mediocrity, and where the paper pushing jobs have paid the most; but that could all change in the next instant, because the truth never changes and those who don’t have the facts will go that much more silent, which won’t be lost on the majority of the world’s population who are young enough not to choose slavery, and then think they can try their hand at out philosophizing the likes of Plato who never digested all the bad food th
at is mostly in abundance today, does not make people smart; again, they just look at vibrant live-raw organic medicine food fed Mango who if there is a God and God can see through dogs as well, must be thinking something when looking at Marie and me who are also not gluttons for punishment.
I think it is fair to say that we have already won. The 3 of us have the truth; that is obvious. From this moment forward, those choosing wrong have to live with their wrong choices and that will not change the truth, and the truth is very important.
What sort of person says, “Forget the fucking truth”?
Continuing….
