So this morning, with complete distaste, I looked into the assertion by Dallas Goldbug that JFK had become Jimmy Carter and then another by commenter Ray that Robert Kennedy had become Billy Carter, Jimmy’s brother. I had the same feeling that I had when I looked into Martin Luther King, Jr. becoming fight promoter Don King.
Martin Luther King is the patron saint of blacks, a demigod, a speaker of power who delivered some of the finest literature from the podium and pulpit that this country has ever heard. Here are the closing lines from his final speech in Memphis, the night before his fake assassination:
And then I got to Memphis. And some began to say the threats, or talk about the threats that were out. What would happen to me from some of our sick white brothers?
Well, I don’t know what will happen now. We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it doesn’t matter with me now. Because I’ve been to the mountaintop. And I don’t mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. And I’m happy, tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
It’s a much longer speech, and full of references to giants of history, like Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, Euripides and Aristophanes, as would befit an an educated man. And, it appears to prophesize his death. As I compared his face to that of Don King, fight promoter, I would not say my heart sank. It did not. I had known for years that his 1968 death was fake, and as with all these characters, wondered what happened to him. He can’t just walk around, as he’s too big, too powerful an image for that. He had to have just disappeared. Then I did the following facial comparison between King Jr. and King:
I did a lot more work than just that, and satisfied myself that Martin Luther King, Jr. had survived to become Don King. And then I thought … what a grand, beautiful, clever disguise. See my post here. They took one of the most literate and polished pubic speakers of our time, a man who became God for African Americans, and downgraded him to let him walk about. Who would suspect the scholar, preacher, leader, and minister would wear that wild hair and promote boxing? I am but a man, and I walk on this planet as ordinary men and women do, and yet sometimes I am hit with a roundhouse punch, shocked by the audacity of our ruling classes.
What creativity. What a deep understanding of the nature of media and its control of humans. They took the man and hid him in the last place anyone would look. A fight promoter.
Ed Chiarini, aka “Dallas Goldbug”, has always been a mystery man to me. I started doing facial comparisons around 2016, maybe earlier, and encountered him right away. And right away I learned that Ed had been there earlier and was already spouting nonsense, as I viewed it, saying that JFK became Jimmy Carter, Jim Morrison >> Rush Limbaugh, and comedian Bill Hicks >>> Alex Jones. That last one worked out, and I offered up best evidence … a dental comparison of the two, a precise match. Watch the following gif, and pay close attention to the teeth. Ignore the noses, as they can be altered by plastic surgery, and it does appear that Jones has had that done.
My takeaway was that Goldbug was an agent, and that his purpose was to discredit the art of facial comparison with absurdities. I’ve not thought about him in years until his name came up in the comments. And surprisingly, commenters were telling me that the JFK/Jimmy Carter resemblance was strong, and further that it could well be that the brothers, John and Robert Kennedy, morphed into Jimmy and Billy Carter.
I’ve never looked into the matter. I always thought it an absurdity. Two face chops follow:
Both are very troubling to me. It’s always hard to be wrong, and even harder knowing I never took the trouble to look at something before rendering harsh judgment.
I did that work this morning, and am going to let it stand for now. I will add a note, that if you think Billy/Robert, the top of the two presented here, is off, understand that photos of Billy Carter are hard to come by. Also, as with MLK/Don King, one is a demigod among liberals, while the other was seen as an embarrassment to his presidential brother, a beer guzzling fool. My first impression on the work was a no-go, but as I continue to look at it, I see the same hair, nose, and upper lip.
Both need more work. I must consider the possibility of Bokanovsky Brats. I have to look at timelines and childhood photos. Right now I am flabbergasted, and will let it lie. I’ve been to a mountaintop or two in my life, but none like this.
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