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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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But . . . but . . . how do we KNOW we’re not hearing you?
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If you’re trying to talk and not hearing any replies, you’re not hearing me.
Unless of course I’m not getting your messages, in which case neither of us could possibly know…
I’ll bite…
Did you get that Dometic refrigeration manual I sent you?
The only email I’ve seen from you was way back when I’d sent you the melon seed.
I just assumed you didn’t have anything to say.
PNO, I don’t recall ever seeing a refrigeration manual, no. Or any email for that matter. Sorry. When did you send it?
I was thinking it was more recent – turns out it was a year ago.
The only other email I’d sent you aside from what I’d mentioned was a few months ago when you seemed to have some questions about how to play your options with your various batteries in your solar system. I know of someone online who I thought might be of use to you and wondered if you wanted an intro to them.
Nothing to apoligise for – even if you just didn’t have anything to say. You do go to the effort of identifying yourself as a hermit after all.
Btw – the address provided with comments is one I haven’t checked for years – it’s just a space filler.