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Russians. Is there nothing they won’t do?
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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 left the city, abandoned a goodly percentage of my goods, 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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And here I always thought there was no one crazier than an Iowa ice fisherman.
Russians, hell. We lose a few idiots that way every year in New Hampster. (I especially enjoy the ones who deliberately try to “skim” their snowmobiles over thawed lakes.)
Evolution in action.
It must be a guy thing. That’s all I can figure. A guy thing. Deliberately going through the ice. Really …
When I lived on a lake in Minnesota, we’d lose a few every winter from non-deliberate ice incidents. They were usually guys who didn’t learn in advance where the welling springs were. One of those springs was right across from my house.
Then there was also the occasional snowmobiler (usually chemically enhanced) who would fail to notice barbed-wire farm fences.
I understand the effect was sort of like a human cheese slicer …
Way to cool, I want one! That kind of “off roading” looks like a hoot and a half. The only problem with the vehicle is that it is made by Russians which means it will stop and leak (and sink) at the worst possible time.
Yes Claire, it’s a guy thing.
Yup, guy thing. And a Redneck guy thing at that. Apropos that Russians have their own variety of “hold my beer and watch this”.
What eludes me is the sphygmomanometer in the cab. I wouldn’t even WANT to know what my blood pressure looked like as the ice gave way. I suspect there is some other purpose. As much fun as that looked, I kept wondering how much his blood vodka level would have helped once he hit the drink.
Oh, by the way….I want one.
I guess I’ll have to turn in my man card, ‘cuz that just looks like a stupid thing to me.
at least he’s playing with a buggy that can swim.
Although the sphinctermeter would be off the scale if he’d forgotten he’d ballasted the tyres, or he’d left the drain plugs out.
Oh, I definitely want one. I just wouldn’t do that with it.
Uh, Buck – that would be “Hold my vodka and watch this.”
I also want one. :-/
It looks like the machine is home made (with skinny little chain drives to the wheels), there are other vids of the guy creeping over some big boulders with it.
His boulders are rounded, the ones around here tend to have sharp corners on them.