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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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What is he chewing on? I don’t get it. Never listened to “the Doors” myself…
Had me concerned for a moment, I thought you’d lost Little Bear. I forgot your earlier post on Snacky Time.
We’ve reached the end of LB’s course of medication, so the canned dog food is discontinued. I let him lick out the last can.
I’m in for it this evening, when they’ll be expecting their snacky and will have to settle for dog biscuits.
I see… Maybe you can find something else for a treat? I was giving Laddie too much rawhide at first… too expensive, and then I just happened to discover that he loves peanuts in the shell. He only gets four of them each day, one at a time while I work here. Once he has chewed up the last one, he goes outside to chase grasshoppers for a while… or whatever it is he does out there when I’m not looking.
But with LBs tummy problems, the peanuts might not be a good idea either. Must be something he could have as a treat, though.
Oh… I didn’t see the “dog biscuits” until after I’d posted. Well… I’ve got a recipe for dog biscuits that might make them happy. Easy to make, and all my dogs have enjoyed them. I just have never made them for Laddie yet… since the peanuts from the dollar store are so handy. LOL
Oh, they get treats. Bedtime has a ritual of dog biscuits, getting locked in the Lair while I go do stuff without them has a ritual of cheese. But the dog food is galaxy-class special, and weaning them off it won’t be pretty.