Comment in response to an article about a pinch hitter politician whose symptoms of (claimed, then unclaimed) PTSD were rather more amusing than usual.
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They say that Louis XIV had the inscription Ultima Ratio Regum cast into all the cannon of the French Army. It means “The Ultimate Argument of Kings,” and that always struck me as one of the most honest and up-front things any ruler or would-be ruler ever said. “We can dress it up prettier than this, but when it comes down to the unvarnished truth this is what it’s about: You’ll do as I say or I’ll send my goons to kill you.”
I thought about that for a long time. If there’s an ultimate argument, it seems only logical that there must be an ultimate answer. For years I thought the ultimate answer must be the bullets in my rifle, but it never seemed quite right. I’ve got bullets – he’s got frigging Cannon Balls. I mean, if there were three hundred million rifles throwing bullets at him, then maybe. But we all know that’s not going to happen. So if there’s an ultimate answer to his ultimate argument, it sure as hell ain’t bullets.
It finally came to me – and that’s when I abandoned the city and most of my stuff, and gave all that was behind me a good stiff Randian Shrug.
The ultimate answer to kings is not a bullet, but a belly laugh.
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LOL….it (PTSD) is inflicted on many in strange ways as well. I know a guy who was just refused re-enlistment in the Corps because he was diagnosed with PTSD by the navy pill pushers.
Yup, hopes of a fruitful career dashed after just one hitch. All because he went batshit and tried to kill his wife’s dog in base housing when she bitched as he turned off her TV to play a first person shooter(he was a tech in the Wing…gotta get your war on somehow) while she was hanging on for dear life to see if Kim Kardashian would admit to moaning her own name during sex.
PTSD.
His most harrowing deployment was a Westpac. I’ve been to Four Floors of Whores, too……and yeah, it wasn’t the worst thing I have ever seen in South Asia(remember, I’ve been to Barstow……..Fresno(shudder)) but was nasty. Getting your bore punched isn’t THAT dammed traumatic.
That said, this dude in the article is a bag of dicks for claiming PTSD as an excuse for his douchebaggery. I know guys who have real PTSD that range from getting jumpy when Disneyland has a fireworks display a few miles from where he lives to one dude, who because he was trapped in a Hummer that was trying to be a BBQ now goes catatonic from time to time.
Then there are other guys who had amazingly bad shit happen to them who show no signs, including one who has a really awesome set of titanium humidity and cold weather detectors where three useless metacarpals used to be, courtesy of a guy with an PKM.
I don’t know how that guy doesn’t have shivering, sweating, wake up screaming nightmares, the bullet that ate his hand was stopped over his heart by his interceptor vest.
The fun part being, the guys who are genuinely damaged keep being told they are fine…….walk it off, you are fine.
Blurry vision and migraines from an IED induced brain scrambling….walk it off…you are fine.
Hand suddenly decides to stop working while operation dangerous machinery due to nerve damage from the explosive entry of metals into the body…. you are fine. QUITCHERBITCHINMARINE.
Suddenly lose continence when someone drops a heavy book near you? You’re fine. Y so srs?
Hands hurt from arthritis from that metal in there…… come sit for 7 hours at the VA so we can tell you we aren’t giving you anymore Celebrex…… you are fine, don’t be a pussy.
But this can of shit plagiarist political hack will be re-elected. Because he is a war hero.