Exposing the virulently anti-Semitic US State Department’s CIA's direct involve.

From: Gary S Gevisser
Sent: Thursday, January 22, 2009 6:13 PM PT
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Subject: Exposing the virulently anti-Semitic US State Department’s CIA’s direct involvement in the massacring of 11 defenseless Israeli athletes

Hi Cassidy,

I dont wish to be mean but did the “cat bite your tongue”?

You should understand perfectly well why it is that co-opted-corrupted parent-grandparents of multi-million dollar Trust-Hush-Funds applaud you as do their corrupt kids, who of course have no spirituality since they are first of all far too busy coming up with the poorest of excuses for their and their corrupt-co-opted next-of-kin’s hypocrisy that is so very transparent just by the fact that they dont lift a finger to give peace a better chance by simply emailing all the people they know JUST ONCE with the following:

I know you are busy, but would it be too much ask, at the risk of being wordy, not to mention you know not to wait for the garbage to stink up the place before you decide to do something about it, that you write down your value system, so that I can decide when next meeting up with you how much of a liar I can be to your face, because you know it is very easy to lie to liars.
Adam L. Tucker continues to have one hell of a difficult time migrating the data over from our previous web hosting company hostmonster.com who had every reason in the world not to want to do business with Mr. Tucker who so very foolishly exhibited his extraordinary passive aggressiveness towards these good people who were just trying to do their jobs in very trying times; and BTW, I am waiting to see if there is any further delay because I had a slight “hiccup” with the credit card I am currently letting Adam use to pay for such things that do not include parking fines received when trying to chat up college students at university campuses like the party school San Diego State University.

Adam also knows that he, despite all his “hiccups”, is doing a whole lot more to give peace a better chance than each and every multi-million dollar Trust-Hush-Fund kid he knows; and the same goes for their equally corrupt parent-grandparents who have far more time on their hands than Adam.

The fact that it is highly doubtful you have received one email from the great many people who are aware of Facebook placing me on the “disabled list” for absolutely no valid rhyme or reason, is of course no surprise to me.

Let me explain.

When I was 9 years of age and my mother’s Israeli-Argentinean “guide” Yehuda Matov who I guess was about 35 odd years of age, arranged for an Israeli Special Forces commando to hand over to me his Uzi, asked me, “How did it feel?” the first words out of my mouth were, “It is heavy!”. The smile on my face, however, let Yehudah know that mostly it felt “very cool”.

Not to mention we just happened to run into this Israeli soldier who had no problems taking orders from Yehudah who always dressed in civilian clothing, near the Golan Heights, Israel’s most tension filled northern border with Syria, which is also where Israel connects up with Lebanon and Jordan.

Not for a moment did I think at the time that such a brilliantly engineered Israeli made submachine gun that only fires 9mm bullets which prevents innocent civilians separated only by rather thin walls becoming casualties of war, had actually been used in combat; then again that photo opportunity took place some 18 months prior to when Yehudah once again arranged for me to be photographed kneeling rather awkwardly aiming an Israeli semi-automatic rifle.

In the intervening one and a half years I hadn’t grown all that much as one would expect, but an aweful lot had happened in our my rather young life, beginning with me questioning why my father with some 71 miraculous missions dive bombing the crap out of the Nazi bastards during World Oil War II, hadn’t fought in the June 1967 Six Day Arab-Israeli war since his age, which was 43 at the time, meant nothing, at least to me, but I knew that my dad was still, not only very strong, but that he could fly a plane solo since he and I had already been up at least a couple of times in a single engine Cessna just like the one you see in Borris Senior’s autobiography, NEW HEAVENS, subtitle My Life as a Fighter Pilot, which Borris used to fly French Resistance trained Irgun assasins from France into the UK and European Continent, although Boris “falls short” of mentioning anything about such very important missions extending to the European Continent in tracking down and killing British and American military officers enforcing the US Government’s diabolical arms boycott of Israel, between the end of World Oil War II in Europe which occurred on June 8th, 1945, and the start of Israel’s first war of survival, Nov. 1947 – Jan. 1949.

Not to mention such “unfriendliness” by the US Government, who remember had the “big gun” following the decision by Truman to drop, not one, but two nuclear bombs on two different civilian populations, made it illegal for men of military age such as my rather “high profile” father to even enter Israel where had he been caught the odds were rather high that he would not have received a fair trial, since he would have in all probability been shot on sight.

My mother Zena, was in fact much more “perturbed” than my father when “telling me off” after hearing from a school friend’s parent that I had told their son that my father was going to fi
ght in the 6 Day War.

Let me explain.

Never before had either of my parents ever heard me once “talk out of school”, but then again based on the conversations that were going on in our household, I assumed that with my father being so “conspicuously absent” from Israel’s War of Independence [Nov. 47 – Jan. 49], that such a “mistake” would surely not be “repeated”.

Remember, unlike my eldest brother Neil who is 6 years older and still acting like an emotional two year old, I was not at boarding school.

Now without paying much attention to that fatso to my left and behind, look again at this photo of me standing between my mom on my right and Neil on my left, both seated.

You would agree that despite my tie being a little crooked, I look pretty happy, and so does my mom. Neil, on the other hand, looks a little “grim”?

The cross on his blazer pocket is because he was now in high school at Michaelhouse, the preeminent high school in South Africa where the virulently anti-Semitic mafia monopoly De Beers focus their recruiting efforts; and of course, so do the Mossad.

BTW, the Roydons Hotel is I believe in Moei River, where there are these most terrific weeping willows; just in case you are looking for a distraction from the anger you just recently began to experience when realizing that the only reason Nelson Mandela is alive today is because he has been “bankrolled” by the CIA beginning the moment they “turned him in” back in 1962 to the United States Congress’ 3rd Reich’s Southern Division more commonly known as the South African Apartheid Regime.

My school blazer is not that of the Jewish day school, Carmel College,

Durban, South Africa which I mostly attended before going on to the University of Natal-Kwazulu, South Africa where I graduated in late 1977 with a B.COMM Degree, although I had taken additional courses that put me on a “fast track” to completing a post graduate degree in finance-accounting-business administration which I did in fact continue with in the first quarter of 1978 when I was part of the B.COMM Honors program, where part of my responsibilities included tutoring first year business-accounting students.

Not to mention although I don’t have photos of my leaving South Africa on March 16th, 1978 and arriving into Chicago’s O’Hare International airport the very next day, St. Patrick’s day, this immigration visa

remains in my one South African passport that I have held on to.

It is in fact the blazer of Highbury, a “prep” boarding school where a good many of the students then go on to Michaelhouse; and yes Neil, first attended Highbury.

Continuing…