Its fascinating to see Americans prepare for war.

American Society is the true epitome of a Warrior Society.

The whole economy (for all practical purposes) is deployed.

Finance
Production
News Media
Entertainment Media
Families
Towns
Support Groups
Church Groups
Historical contexts
Religious contexts

Of course, after the war effort, ALL that deployment can change focus to a new cause.

Veteran neglect (more often than not) and "Thank you for your service" lip service are the indicators of the change in focus.

Subsequent waves of immigration (and cultural discourse in media) are indicators of the change in focus.

The (ill) literacy of historical context works in tandem to help society adjust to the change in focus. Makes it easy to revise history with minimal cultural resistance.

Meanwhile, all war strategy is built on the premise that 2 oceans (and now, a wall too) are sufficient buffer.

American society is amazingly flexible and resilient and adaptable. This is a strength and a weakness (being exploited as a war machine).


All Americans really need to do is be diligent in their constitutional principles.

This lack of diligence to the Constitution, is the root cause of American vicious spiral of retooling for every new war.


Constitutional diligence alone would put a lid on the (even currently, interminable) rise of criminal elements among American Society.

Constitutional diligence alone would decrease the criminal elements from morphing into American leadership.

Demolition Man was a documentary.

A Research Drop For Sam Fisher’s Data Drops 31.

This one has at the top some onetabs:

One is a tab I have about DVT, blood clots, and varicous veins and covid.

There is one to do with GovOps, and government LARPing.

The other one is to do with the intellgence cycle, OneTab of Intelligence Cycle Tabs.

Otherwise, there is a mixture of things. Some are just quick searches of subjects like the causes of fainting and other things.

Wikispooks articles and searches.

More stuff from LHOHQ

Stuff on Election Integrity, including PDF’s and google documents concerning Antifa, and other grassroots NGO’s involved. The Prevention document will lay out details that might help you research Jan 6th and the 2020 Election.

Searches of illness, disorders, and such that could be caused by the Covid Vaccine.

Random articles

Different religions and child sex trafficking searches. As well as FLDS search and Warren Jeffs.

I hope this is helpful to you, and helps with your researching?

The power behind the PM's ear

This a video that I made around 3 or 4 years ago now, when Theresa May was still PM. I'm posting this here now, because it will help with understanding my new video, which will be uploaded later today.
In this video, I will explain the role that Philip May (Theresa's husband) played, with the System's failed attempt at derailing Brexit from within and why the Mays were placed in that role?

https://youtu.be/XmTfxFmXDF8

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Oops! Lol that's the wrong one!
I actually did a more coherent, condensed and up-to-date, version of that video, spread over 2 parts... Which are the following 2 videos:

Deutsche a Bank and their decade long crisis (part 1)

This (along with part 2) is the better version, of the above video that I meant to post?
Ah well, it's up to you which you prefer to watch, so I'll leave the other post up anyway? Lol


https://youtu.be/6wNS7l7uBvc

Deutsche a Bank and their decade long crisis (part 2)

Part 2 of my series on Deutsche Bank and the involvement of Philip May and Sajid Javid, in their (up to the time I uploaded it) decade long collapse.

https://youtu.be/cqOavbGX1C0

Gina Miller and her ties to the Mays?

How Gina Miller, became the financial advisor and close friend of Philip May and how that got her involved with the attempt at derailing Brexit?

https://youtu.be/7w52yivaot8

THE LEGEND OF JACK THE GIANT KILLER

This tale of Jack the Giant Killer, is a tale that, in it's original iteration, is actually older than Arthurian legends, but eventually found itself integrated into Arthurian lore and is based on a real life historical figure, who lived roughly 4 - 5,000 years ago and who's grave was found, just where the tales said it would be, at St. Michael's Mount in Cornwall. He was buried near to the grave (well I say grave, but it was more a hole Jack dug to trap him so he could bash his skulls in, but that's besides the point...) of his greatest trophy, the immense 2 headed giant 'Galligantus'.
This tale, was also where we get the legend of the Duke of Lancaster, wresting the Chief of the Giants, GogMagog, who lost and found himself being thrown over the edge of the white cliffs at Dover. The giants causeway, the most famous part of which being on the North Eastern coast of Ireland, also has a counterpart directly opposite on the Welsh coast and is said to have been built, by GogMagog, to take up the Duke of Lancaster' challenge. A decision, he very likely thought he should've perhaps given a little more thought, before accepting it, given the end result?
Anyway, the earliest version of this tale, I only have in hard copy and for the life of me, I can't seem to find a pdf, nor any versions of it anywhere online (which means that, at some point I may have to type it myself, to get that early version out there?
The same is true also, for the Arthurian versions of the Legend and the only thing I could find online, was a webpage with the tale on, but no sign of a pdf download in sight, for that either?
As a result, I've ended up having to copy and paste it here instead, so please excuse the looooong post and I hope that you enjoy the tale?

Sam


THE LEGEND OF JACK THE GIANT KILLER

WHEN good King Arthur reigned, there lived near the Land's End of England, in the county of Cornwall, a farmer who had one only son called Jack. He was brisk and of ready, lively wit, so that nobody or nothing could worst him.
In those days the Mount of Cornwall was kept by a huge giant named Cormoran. He was eighteen feet in height and about three yards round the waist, of a fierce and grim countenance, the terror of all the neighbouring towns and villages. He lived in a cave in the midst of the Mount, and whenever he wanted food he would wade over to the mainland, where he would furnish himself with whatever came in his way. Everybody at his approach ran out of their houses, while he seized on their cattle, making nothing of carrying half a dozen oxen on his back at a time; and as for their sheep and hogs, he would tie them round his waist like a bunch of tallow-dips. He had done this for many years, so that all Cornwall was in despair.
One day Jack happened to be at the town-hall when the magistrates were sitting in council about the giant. He asked:
'What reward will be given to the man who kills Cormoran?'
'The giant's treasure,' they said, 'will be the reward.'
Quoth Jack: 'Then let me undertake it.'

So he got a horn, shovel, and pickaxe, and went over to the Mount in the beginning of a dark winter's evening, when he fell to work, and before morning had dug a pit twenty-two feet deep, and nearly as broad, covering it over with long sticks and straw. Then he strewed a little mould over it, so that it appeared like plain ground. Jack then placed himself on the opposite side of the pit, farthest from the giant's lodging, and, just at the break of day, he put the horn to his mouth, and blew, Tantivy, Tantivy. This noise roused the giant, who rushed from his cave, crying: 'You incorrigible villain, are you come here to disturb my rest? You shall pay dearly for this. Satisfaction I will have, and this it shall be, I will take you whole and broil you for breakfast.' He had no sooner uttered this, than he tumbled into the pit, and made the very foundations of the Mount to shake.

'Oh, Giant,' quoth Jack, 'where are you now? Oh, faith, you are gotten now into Lob's Pound, where I will surely plague you for your threatening words; what do you think now of broiling me for your breakfast? Will no other diet serve you but poor Jack?' Then having tantalised the giant for a while, he gave him a most weighty knock with his pickaxe on the very crown of his head, and killed him on the spot. Jack then filled up the pit with earth, and went to search the cave, which he found contained much treasure. When the magistrates heard of this they made a declaration he should henceforth be termed.

JACK THE GIANT-KILLER and presented him with a sword and a belt, on which were written these words embroidered in letters of gold: 'Here's the right valiant Cornish man, Who slew the giant Cormoran.' The news of Jack's victory soon spread over all the West of England, so that another giant, named Blunderbore, hearing of it, vowed to be revenged on Jack, if ever he should light on him. This giant was the lord of an enchanted castle situated in the midst of a lonesome wood. Now Jack, about four months afterwards, walking near this wood in his journey to Wales, being weary, seated himself near a pleasant fountain and fell fast asleep. While he was sleeping the giant, coming there for water, discovered him, and knew him to be the far-famed Jack the Giant-Killer by the lines written on the belt. Without ado, he took Jack on his shoulders and carried him towards his castle. Now, as they passed through a thicket, the rustling of the boughs awakened Jack, who was strangely surprised to find himself in the clutches of the giant. His terror was only begun, for, on entering the castle, he saw the ground strewed with human bones, and the giant told him his own would ere long be among them. After this the giant locked poor Jack in an immense chamber, leaving him there while he went to fetch another giant, his brother, living in the same wood, who might share in the meal on Jack. After waiting some time Jack, on going to the window, beheld afar off the two giants coming towards the castle. 'Now,' quoth Jack to himself, 'my death or my deliverance is at hand.' Now, there were strong cords in a corner of the room in which Jack was, and two of these he took, and made a strong noose at the end; and while the giants were unlocking the iron gate of the castle he threw the ropes over each of their heads. Then he drew the other ends across a beam, and pulled with all his might, so that he throttled them. Then, when he saw they were black in the face, he slid down the rope, and drawing his sword, slew them both. Then, taking the giant' s keys, and unlocking the rooms, he found three fair ladies tied by the hair of their heads, almost starved to death. 'Sweet ladies,' quoth Jack, 'I have destroyed this monster and his brutish brother, and obtained your liberties.' This said he presented them with the keys, and so proceeded on his journey to Wales. Jack made the best of his way by travelling as fast as he could, but lost his road, and was benighted, and could find no habitation until, coming into a narrow valley, he found a large house, and in order to get shelter took courage to knock at the gate. But what was his surprise when there came forth a monstrous giant with two heads; yet he did not appear so fiery as the others were, for he was a Welsh giant, and what he did was by private and secret malice under the false show of friendship. Jack, having told his condition to the giant, was shown into a bedroom, where, in the dead of night, he heard his host in another apartment muttering these words:'Though here you lodge with me this night,You shall not see the morning light:My club shall dash your brains outright!''Say'st thou so,' quoth Jack; 'that is like one of your Welsh tricks, yet I hope to be cunning enough for you.' Then, getting out of bed, he laid a billet in the bed in his stead, and hid himself in a corner of the room.

At the dead time of the night in came the Welsh giant, who struck several heavy blows on the bed with his club, thinking he had broken every bone in Jack's skin. The next morning Jack, laughing in his sleeve, gave him hearty thanks for his night's lodging. 'How have you rested?' quoth the giant; 'did you not feel anything in the night?' 'No,' quoth Jack, 'nothing but a rat, which gave me two or three slaps with her tail.' With that, greatly wondering, the giant led Jack to breakfast, bringing him a bowl containing four gallons of hasty pudding. Being loth to let the giant think it too much for him, Jack put a large leather bag under his loose coat, in such a way that he could convey the pudding into it without its being perceived. Then, telling the giant he would show him a trick, taking a knife, Jack ripped open the bag, and out came all the hasty pudding. Being loth to let the giant think it too much for him, Jack put a large leather bag under his loose coat, in such a way that he could convey the pudding into it without its being perceived. Then, telling the giant he would show him a trick, taking a knife, Jack ripped open the bag, and out came all the hasty pudding. Whereupon, saying, 'Odds splutters her nails, hur can do that trick hurself', the monster took the knife, and ripping open his belly, fell down dead.Now, it happened in these days that King Arthur's only son asked his father to give him a large sum of money, in order that he might go and seek his fortune in the principality of Wales, where lived a beautiful lady possessed with seven evil spirits. The king did his best to persuade his son from it, but in vain; so at last gave way and the prince set out with two horses, one loaded with money, the other for himself to ride upon. Now, after several days' travel, he came to a market-town in Wales, where he beheld a vast crowd of people gathered together. The prince asked the reason of it, and was told that they had arrested a corpse for several large sums of money which the deceased owed when he died. The prince replied that it was a pity creditors should be so cruel, and said: 'Go bury the dead, and let his creditors come to my lodging, and there their debts shall be paid.' They came, in such great numbers that before night he had only twopence left for himself.Now Jack the Giant-Killer, coming that way, was so taken with the generosity of the prince that he desired to be his servant. This being agreed upon, the next morning they set forward on their journey together, when, as they were riding out of the town, an old woman called after the prince, saying, 'He has owed me twopence these seven years; pray pay me as well as the rest.' Putting his hand into his pocket, the prince gave the woman all he had left, so that after their day's food, which cost what small store Jack had by him, they were without a penny between them.When the sun got low, the king's son said: 'Jack, since we have no money, where can we lodge this night?'But Jack replied: 'Master, we'll do well enough, for I have an uncle lives within two miles of this place; he is a huge and monstrous giant with three heads; he'll fight five hundred men in armour, and make them to fly before him.''Alas!' quoth the prince, 'what shall we do there? He'll certainly chop us up at a mouthful. Nay, we are scarce enough to fIll one of his hollow teeth!''It is no matter for that,' quoth Jack; 'I myself will go before and prepare the way for you; therefore stop here and wait till I return.' Jack then rode away at full speed, and coming to the gate of the castle, he knocked so loud that he made the neighbouring hills resound. The giant roared out at this like thunder: 'Who's there?'Jack answered: 'None but your poor cousin Jack.'Quoth he: 'What news with my poor cousin Jack?'He replied: 'Dear uncle, heavy news, God wot!''Prithee,' quoth the giant, 'what heavy news can come to me? I am a giant with three heads, and besides thou knowest I can fight five hundred men in armour, and make them fly like chaff before the wind.''Oh, but,' quoth Jack, 'here's the king's son