A Race of Warriors

Nor Shall My Sword Sleep at my Side...

DOCTOR: 

Well, believe me, I know the Ice Warriors, Jo. 

They're a savage and a warlike race. 

[Usually only with each other.]

No, among the delegates, only Ssorg's strength could have shifted that statue. 

JO: 

I still think you're jumping to conclusions. 

IZLYR:

 Sit down, Princess. 

Why did you try to escape? 

JO: 

I was frightened. 

Can you blame me? 

IZLYR: 

So, Princess, you believe that we tried to kill Arcturus. 

JO: 

Well if you didn't, 

why was the missing servo-unit in your room? 

IZLYR: 

Perhaps you brought it here as part of your scheme to trap us. 

JO: 

But that's just Not True! 

I... One of you must have tried to kill Arcturus. 

IZLYR: 

Nobody tried to kill him. 

JO: 

What? 

IZLYR: 

To destroy Arcturus, 

the helium regenerator must be deactivated. 

JO: 

What about the unit? 

IZLYR: 

Merely sensor equipment. 

Disconnecting that only produces metabolic coma. 

JO: 

So it couldn't be fatal? 

IZLYR: 

Only uncomfortable. 

JO: 

I'm sorry if I might have misjudged you, 

but the Doctor did say you were A Race of Warriors. 

[That isn't quite what he said, now is it...?]

IZLYR: 

We were once, but now we reject violence 

except in self-defence. 

JO: 

What about Ssorg's gun? 

This is supposed to be a peaceful mission. 

IZLYR: 

Unfortunately, in order to preserve Peace, it is necessary to Survive. 

JO: 

Well, if you didn't do it, who did? 

Who could benefit by it? 

IZLYR: 

Perhaps The Doctor will be able to explain.

"Whoever you hate will end up in your Family. 

You don't like Gays? 

You're gonna have a Gay Son. 

You don't like Puerto Ricans? 

Your daughter's gonna come home with 

'Livin' La Vida Loca!' *

[ * That is one catchy-ass song!  That shit is like the Puerto Rican 'WHOMP! There it Is'..! ]

You hate Warriors - Well, Guess What...?

The Way of The Warrior has been misunderstood 

as a means to kill and destroy others.

Those who seek Competition are making a grave mistake.

To smash, injure or destroy 

is the worst sin a human being can commit.

The real Way of The Warrior is to prevent slaughter - 

it is The Art of Peace, The Power of Love.

Saruman: 

You have fought many wars and slain many Men, Théoden-King, and made peace afterwards. 

Can we not take council together as we once did, my old friend? 

Can we not have peace, you and I?

Théoden: 

We shall have peace. 

We shall have peace, when you answer for the burning of the Westfold, and the children that lie dead there! 

We shall have peace, when the lives of the soldiers, whose bodies were hewn even as they lay dead against the Gates of the Hornburg, are avenged! 

When you hang from a gibbet, for the sport of your own crows, we shall have peace!

Saruman: 

Gibbets and crows?! Dotard!

What do you want, Gandalf Greyhame?

 Let me guess - the Keys of Orthanc? 

Or perhaps the Keys of Barad-dûr itself, 

along with 

The Crowns of  Seven Kings 

and the rods of the Five Wizards!

Gandalf the White: 

Your treachery has already cost many lives. 

Thousands more are now at risk.

But you could save them, Saruman. 

You were deep in The Enemy's council.

Saruman: [smiling] 

So you have come here for information. 

I have some for you.

Something festers in the heart of Middle Earth. 

[ It Does.]

Something that you have failed to see. 

[ He Has.]

But the Great Eye has seen it. 

[ True. ]

Even now, he presses his advantage. 

His attack will come soon. 

[ True. ]

You are all going to die.

[ True. But no Today. Today is not a Good Day to Die.]

But you know this, don't you, Gandalf? 

[ He Does.]

You cannot think that this Ranger will ever sit upon the Throne of Gondor! 

[ He Does.]

This exile, crept from The Shadows, will never be crowned King! 

[ Ouch. Wishful Thinking by The White Wizard - Swing & a Miss. ]

Gandalf does not hesitate to sacrifice those closest to him, those he professes to love. 

[ He Does. But not to excess. And that group of people includes Himself. ]

Tell me, what words of comfort did you give the halfling, before you sent him to his doom? 

The path that you have set him on can only lead to Death.

[ True. But no Today. It's a Wasting Death. ]

Gimli: 

I've heard enough! 

Shoot him, stick an arrow in his gob!

Gandalf the White: 

No. Come down, Saruman, and your life will be spared.

Saruman: 

Save your pity and your mercy! 

I have no use for it!

Gandalf the White: [sternly]

Saruman! Your staff is broken!

[ And it is. ]

Théoden: 

Gríma! You need not follow him. 

You were not always as you are now. 

You were once a Man of Rohan!

 Come down.

Saruman: 

"A Man of Rohan"?

What is the House of Rohan, but a thatched barn, where brigards drink in the reek, and their brats roll on the floor with the dogs?! 

[ Currently True. ]

The victory at Helm's Deep does not belong to you, Théoden Horse-Master! 

[ True.]

You are a Lesser Son of Greater Sires!

[ Also True. But irrelevant. ]

[ Arthur was a bastard, born of Lies, Treachery and Rape. ]

Théoden: 

Gríma, come down. 

Be free of him.

Saruman: 

Free?! He will never be free!

Gríma Wormtongue: 

No.

Saruman: 

Get down, cur! 

Gandalf the White: 

Saruman! 

You were deep in The Enemy's council. 

Tell us what you know.

Saruman: 

You withdraw your guard and I will tell you where your doom will be decided. 

I will not be held prisoner here!

[ All True - His Kung-Fu is still The Best. Even with no Rod ]

"Whoever you hate will end up in your Family. 

London Bridge is Not Falling Down

Ha-Ha!!

You missed this time, you heathen Saxon bastards!!

Prydain STANDS.

Saxons, Angles, Anglo-Americans, Anglo-Frenchs, Anglo-Dutch - all these are attackers and attacks on the Free Peoples of Prydain, from Germania and perpetrators of Gothick Barbarism

All European Terror Attacks on London Originate From Germany 

and Brussels

NATO - an Organisation so EVIL, the Back-masked their own name.

Accession : Prince Hal

We remember you of old, Merlyn - what trickery is this?

He's trying to foist a fatherless boy on us! 

Do you want a bastard for a King...?

"I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard

begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard

in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will

not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard?

Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the

son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment:

farewell, bastard."

Edward De Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford,

"Shake-Spear"

Lover and BabyFather to Queen Elizabeth I

Troilus and Cressida 

" We mustn’t forget that Elizabeth and her government have total power of censorship, suppression, imprisonment, torture, even death 

And she had made it High Treason to even speak or write about any royal claim. "

Bess

In the Name of 

• God, 
• St. Michael and 
• St. George 

I give you the Right to Bear Arms and the Power to Mete Justice!

Harry: 

That duty I will solemnly obey, as Knight and King.

Merlin: 

I never saw this...

Uryenes: 

Rize... King Harry.

I am your humble Knight, and I swear allegiance to the courage in your veins -

So strong it is, its source must be Queen Diana Spencer of the House of Stewart

I doubt you No More!

Full-sized portrait of 

Elizabeth "Bess" Raleigh, 

ca. 1600 by Robert Peake the Elder (ca. 1551–1619)

POSSIBLY AFTER ELIZABETH WAS DEAD

Walter Raleigh and son Walter 1602

AFTER ELIZABETH WAS DEAD

RED HAIR

Bridges

The Yellow Dots are the locations of all the anti-terror POLICE cameras (not private CCTV or security cameras), on AND MONITORED 24/7 from a Control Room at New Scotland Yard, installed in the mid 1990s.

And this...

This is a Police camera on a 50m pole, directed along London Bridge.

 We are going to show them commitment.

We are going to make them pay for this bridge.

We are going to see if the bastards can swim.

Giordano Bruno

"The Black Friar"

"Patron Saint" and Martyr of Speculative Freemasonry

Heath Ledger, Under the Bridge

(Blackfriars)

At least I have Her love

The City, She loves me

Lonely as I am

Together We cry

Roberto Calvi, "God's Banker",

Under the Bridge (Blackfriars)

Bricks in his pockets

The Godfather Part III

Under the Bridge

On the Muddy Banks of Wikasah

Accession : Bess

Full-sized portrait of 

Elizabeth "Bess" Raleigh, 

ca. 1600 by Robert Peake the Elder (ca. 1551–1619)

PROBABLY AFTER ELIZABETH I WAS DEAD

" We mustn’t forget that Elizabeth and her government had total power of censorship, suppression, imprisonment, torture, even death 

And she had made it High Treason to even speak or write about any royal claim. "

Walter Raleigh and son Walter 1602

AFTER ELIZABETH I WAS DEAD

RED HAIR

I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I am a bastard

begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard

in valour, in every thing illegitimate. One bear will

not bite another, and wherefore should one bastard?

Take heed, the quarrel's most ominous to us: if the

son of a whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment:

farewell, bastard.

Edward De Vere, 17th Earl of Oxford,

"Shake-Spear"

Lover and BabyFather to Queen Elizabeth I

Troilus and Cressida 

My bitches wear my collars, 

DO YOU HEAR ME?!

This man has seduced a Ward of the Queen  

and she has married without Royal Consent. 

These offences are punishable by law. 

Arrest him! GO! 

"In her book, The Life of Elizabeth I (1998), the British author and historian Alison Weir states Throckmorton and Raleigh’s first child was conceived by July 1591, the couple were married “in great secrecy” in the autumn of 1591, and their son was born in March 1592. 

RED HAIR

The boy was christened Damerei, after Sir Walter’s claimed ancestors, the D’Ameries. Damerei is believed to have died of the plague during infancy.

Weir states that Queen Elizabeth first became aware in May 1592 of the secret marriage and of Damerei’s birth, despite Bess and Sir Walter’s denials. The couple had married without royal permission, but, significantly, Robert Devereux, 2nd Earl of Essex, was in on the secret and acting as godfather to the Raleighs’ son. 

Once the queen found out, she first placed Bess and Raleigh under house arrest, then sent them to the Tower of London, in June 1592. Raleigh was released from the Tower in August 1592 and Bess in December 1592, at which time she joined her husband at Sherborne Castle, his Dorset estate. 

Elizabeth expected the couple to sue for pardon, but they refused to, and Raleigh remained out of favour for five years."

RED HAIR

AMBASSAGE

"Through both her parents, Bess had connections to Henry VIII. Her father, Nicholas Throckmorton, was the cousin of Henry’s sixth wife, Queen Catherine Parr. Anne Carew, Elizabeth’s mother, was the daughter of Nicholas Carew and Elizabeth Carew née Bryan. Nicholas had been a close friend of Henry’s, from childhood until his execution in 1539.

In her aforementioned book, Weir alleges that Elizabeth Carew had earlier been Henry VIII’s mistress, and that he had given her jewels that should technically have belonged to the queen when the queen gave birth to her son. However, there exist no contemporaneous references to a possibility that any of Elizabeth’s children were fathered by Henry.

RED HAIR

AMBASSAGE

"In 1609, six years after Elizabeth died, when King James was still wearing the crown, a certain book was secretly being printed in London. 

And this book told a very different history from the one my teachers told me. 

This book reported that in fact Elizabeth had not been the chaste Virgin Queen. This book reported that, in fact, she had a child. 

“Blasphemy!” 

It told the story of a young Prince who was the unacknowledged Son of the Queen. 

It told how this young Prince tried to overthrow the government and failed. 

It told how he was arrested and put in the Tower of London. 

How he was charged with High Treason against The Crown. 

How he was tried, convicted and sentenced to die by that most grotesque form of execution – drawing and quartering. 

It told how at the last moment the Queen intervened to spare her son’s life. 

And it led to the inescapable conclusion that Elizabeth’s powerful secretary, Robert Cecil, plotted behind the Queen’s back to hold the young man hostage in the Tower until she died and he, Cecil, could put James of Scotland on the throne as King of England. 

Then, after pledging lifelong silence, the prince would be set free and given a Royal pardon. 

This was a hot book! After all, it was claiming that the King of Scotland had stolen the throne of England from a True and Rightful English heir, a Prince who deserved by blood to succeed Elizabeth! 

And this rightful heir was still very much alive! 

This book could start a Civil War! 

This book was Treason! 

It was a kind of diary and it read like a series of private letters, most written directly to the young Prince. 

The book was recording the Prince’s life up to the death of his mother Elizabeth and the moment of Succession to The Throne. 

The author recorded he was “tongue-tied by authority” –prevented by the government from telling The Truth.

We mustn’t forget that Elizabeth and her government had total power of censorship, suppression, imprisonment, torture, even death, and she had made it High Treason to even speak or write about any royal claim. 

He called his book an “ambassage.” 

We don’t hear that word much these days because an “ambassage” is a secret message intended only for a monarch. 

An ambassador of the Court memorizes this message to avoid leaving any paper trail, and to give himself deniability: “Look, I’m not carrying any message!” 

He then delivers it to a King or Queen in person, orally. 

But the author of this dangerous book couldn’t do that; he was confined to words, words on the page, so it’s a “written ambassage” and he addresses it to the young Prince as a subject or “vassal” speaking to his monarch: 

LORD OF MY LOVE, TO WHOM IN VASSALAGE THY MERIT HATH MY DUTY STRONGLY KNIT, TO THEE I SEND THIS WRITTEN AMBASSAGE, TO WITNESS DUTY, NOT TO SHOW MY WIT -

DUTY SO GREAT, WHICH WIT SO POOR AS MINE MAY MAKE SEEM BARE, IN WANTING WORDS TO SHOW IT… 

The treasonous book I’m talking about was entitled :

SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS 

"SHAKE-SPEARES is hyphenated, indicating the likelihood of a pen name. 

It’s also part of the title, but where it should have gone was down here between the two parallel lines, where it should have said, “By William Shakespeare.”

But instead, it's just a blank space - They went to the trouble of printing the lines...!!