Barbara Walters was a pioneer in American broadcast journalism. This post will revisit earlier posts about her, but will be shorter and more on-topic. I did an interview over at Fakeologist recently during which we reviewed my work on her. I decided that work I had done before on this subject was unconvincing due to my use of gif’s instead of face splits for evidence. I am the one who slaved over the computer with the gif’s, and so could see how easily the faces overlaid one another. I could easily see that Jim Morrison’s alleged girlfriend, Pam Courson, pictured above, stepped into the shoes of the original Barbara Walters, and yet the work to outside viewers was not convincing. I realized I needed to go back to face splits and stick with them.
Category: Fake deaths
Louie, your goose is cooked
Note to readers: This post is about Sam Cooke and Louis Farrakhan, written in 2016 by Tyrone McCloskey and me – I did the photo work. At that time (2016) I was seeing twins, and identified Sam Cooke as a set. I later backed away from such things, as I was seeing too many. I settled on maybe half a dozen, which included Rihanna, Drake, McCartney, Janis Joplin, Anderson Cooper. Drake and Rihanna are because I had photos of the two together. However, this could explain why I had such trouble working with Cooke last week, that I was unknowingly dealing with two of them, one of which would line up, the other not. This is how we discovered the Joplin twins, and I am very sure about that work.
I completely spaced this out, and have forgotten doing the work back then. Tyrone remembered.
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Tyrone wrote: A while ago, while Mark was still on vacation, I took a look at photos of Sam Cooke and wondered which pundit he might have become. Of course he would be a zombie because he fit the basic criteria: Musical star, dead at 33 (Ca-Ching!), his death being sensational tabloid fodder but made no logical sense. He was also a business man and had secured an agreement with future Beatle handler Alan Klein to mint money for his efforts. Naturally, after Cooke’s death, Klein controlled the posthumous windfall. Where that money actually went is of no concern because these assets are wage slaves, I’ll wager, and they never expected royalties. They are, indeed, very well paid wage slaves, but these are basically pensioners, not investors.
Not even playing a hunch but just off the top of my head and expecting to have to go through a list of suspects, I started with Louis Farrakhan as the possible zombie. He was the right age and an opinion maker, to say the least. Not exactly one of the house Toms at FOX, but a paid pain in the ass for the Intel circus known as the Nation of Islam. He was also an accomplished musician. Well, since I’m no master of the split personality portrait, I threw it out to Mark, Straight and friends to run these two, Cooke and Farrakhan, to see if there was a chance.
Ding Ding Ding! Mark posted quickly that it was a match. This zombie, however, was further back in queue, so only now are we presenting.
Notes on Andy Kaufman, Malcolm X, and Sam Cooke
About that Andrew Kaufman – I received notice from Tyrone McCloskey that he had suspicion that another Andy Kaufman (fake death 5/16/1984) had taken the form of California lawyer and perennial political candidate Eric Early. Here are a collage of photos I have been working with this morning, Andy Kaufman above, Eric Early below.
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Elvis (impersonator) turns 77!
Monday evening I spent time talking with Ab of Fakeologist and a man calling himself “Frank the Salt Guy”. Ab is from Canada and Frank from Australia. The entire conversation is on Fakeologist, and you can listen here.
We ranged far and wide, from Miles Mathis to Modern Monetary Theory. Frank is a smart, lively guy, and I was happy he was there to make it a three-way instead of two-way affair. Ab, as always, brings a dose of healthy skepticism to my wildest ideas about fake deaths and people who fake their deaths and become other people.
Part of what I want to write about in the days ahead is a set of photos brought to me by Tyrone McCloskey. Since I mentioned it on the Fakeologist show, I’ll talk about it here. Tyrone has found, in my opinion, the living man who once went by the name of Andy Kaufman, the Man on the Moon himself, and the guy who did a mean Elvis on the Johnny Carson Show. I’ll show the Carson clip below, and I need to pick Tyrone’s brain about where Kaufman might be now. I haven’t checked his details, but someone said on the show that if alive, Kaufman would be 77 years old.
O Jeffrey, Jeffrey, wherefore art thou Jeffrey?
Below the fold you will find a comparison of the “corpse” of Jeffrey Epstein with the living man. I got the work from a website called Hidden Crypt, which I know nothing about. I did not see any copyright on the images produced, but if the originator complains, I’ll take them down. In the article there are references to “deep state” and the Clintons, and suggestions that Epstein was surreptitiously killed rather than the obvious take, that the death was faked (with full complicity of authorities at all levels).
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Flabbergasted, I am
[Note to readers: About 2/3 through this post I actually get to the point, that photo comparisons show a strong resemblance between JFK and Jimmy Carter, and Robert F. Kennedy and Billy Carter, Jimmy’s troublesome brother. To get there I write about Dallas Goldbug, Martin Luther King Jr., and Bill Hicks. That may have been roundabout, but I’ll leave it be. Skip ahead to photos of face splits to read about JFK/RFK. At this point I’ve no confidence at all that Goldbug was right, that JFK “became” Jimmy Carter. But their faces do line up so much that I am forced to suspect a Bokanovsky relationship. Example: Charlie Sheen and Pierce Brosnan, easily distinguishable, have almost precisely the same facial features. Charlie also fits well with Steve McQueen, Michael J. Fox, Michael Landon, Justin Bateman, and Patrick McGoohan. That in mind, I think my thrust with JFK/Carter is that they were Brat Brothers, but I’ve much more to learn. With Bobby/Billy, man, just as Martin Luther King, Jr. became a fight promoter, did RFK became a famous drunk? What a disguise! Stay tuned.]
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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.
Lynn discovers that MLK assassination was fake!
I don’t often use this (small) forum to attack, and would not if I knew a person. With Lynn E, she comes off as pedagogical, but like some teachers we’ve all experienced, it’s about stuff we already know. They sit back in their leather chair smoking a pipe, and say “Well, you know, there is some controversy about the moon landings, but I don’t engage in conspiracy theory.” Lynn would know they were fake, but might present it to us as a new discovery.
That’s fine, I just don’t pay attention, but at Fakeologist.com, she is featured at least once a week. Ab likes her, and I would too if I needed space filler. She’s always available. Recently, she presented the Martin Luther King assassination, and in fairness I have not listened to it, but do know that she is telling us it was fake. Zounds!
Mr. Mathis wrote about this episode a long time ago, and in an “oh by the way” style, not detailing it as he did JFK or John Lennon. His piece was a bit of a drive-by, but he made his point. As MLK lay bleeding to death, people down below were going on about their business as if nothing had happened, no gunshots, nothing. I wrote about it myself (I cannot locate the piece – this is much more recent), using face chops, which Mr. Mathis abhors. But it convinced me … MLK became Don King, fight promoter with wild hair. What better disguise!
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Natural born pedophile
I grabbed this photo from Ab at the Fakeologist blog, of Jeffrey Epstein before and after his death. The two are obviously two different people. Someone has taken a left profile of him standing erect and laid him on his side for comparison. I did something very similar with the JFK morgue photos, revealing that the person in the photos was not JFK, but rather the product of some fancy darkroom work. So too above, but note: The ears and eyebrows appear to be from the same person. Only the nose, more bulbous, differs. Photoshop was not available in 1963, but even now they could have done a bit better, unless it is, again, Petra’s revelation of the method.
I left a comment at Ab’s site, reprinted below the fold here. Sadly, Ab does not get much in the way of comments, especially those of the quality I get here. His blog is far more active than mine, so people ought to be chiming in more. There was but one response to my comment (usually there are none when I pitch in) and that one was about gematria. ¡Ay, caramba!
Billy Shears: Revelation of the Method
I made it through all 666 pages of the book Memoirs of Billy Shears, by Thomas E. Uharriet some time ago. To the left is a face split between the image on the cover of the book, and a 1957 photo, said to be of Paul McCartney, but actually the one I call Mike. In the book “Billy” claims to have undergone plastic surgery to implant plastic to create the illusion that he looks like “Paul”, or the man we know now as “Macca”. But it appears to me all they have done is take the original Mike and draft an image based on that. I see no plastic sticking out.
The book is written in two voices, that of “Billy”, who claims to have been a studio musician before the death of the original “Paul” on 9/11/1966, to have played in various bands under other names, to be a trained musician who can read music and who has written all of the songs of the Beatles (after 11/22/66) that are not separately attributed to John Lennon, George Harrison, or Ringo Starr. That part is made-up nonsense, but there is an overshadowing of truth admitted to in the time alluded to that came before the fake death on 9/11/66:
NOTE (Page 167): The Beatles’ music will evolve from the most naïve that their writers could imagine to the most liberated. The first hit in America ( being their second in the UK) credited to Lennon-McCartney, though far beyond their writing skills, was Launching the engineered social transformation that sold over 15 million copies worldwide. [MT Note: this must refer to either I Want To Hold Your Hand or She Loves You.]
Anyone care to check it out?
I’ve done all I am going to do. It has to do with the fatal shooting of two Democrats in Minnesota, State Representative Melissa Hortman and her husband, Mark, and the wounding of State Senator John Hoffman and his wife, Yvette, on June 14th, four days prior to this writing. The shooter is identified as Vance Luther Boelter, born in 1967.
Police received a call from the daughter of the Hoffman’s at 2:06 AM. They encountered Boelter in a parked car at 2:36 AM. They arrived at the Hoffman house at 3:35 AM.
Piece of Mindful 