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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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Oh, I don’t know if it’s the best… probably just the most recent. But did you ever sit in a PTA committee meeting? Those women can make fools of themselves over the damnedest things. And that was 45 years ago. I can only imagine now…
I can’t believe the number of men in this country that are proud to be defenseless, helpless sissy men, who are at the mercy of all those around them.
They almost strut about like its a badge of honor.
What silly times we live in.
Hypothesis: People who desire power over other people are the very last people on Earth that we should ever give it to.
Hypothesis: Big City Reporters with zero life experience outside of their 2 x 13 mile concrete island are the last people on Earth that should be given a voice in how things are run in the rest of America.
Hypothesis: Statist pricks are the last people on Earth that we should expect to not be morons.
Hypothesis: City boys who’ve never had to face off with a grizzly bear in the wild find it very easy to tell me that I shouldn’t carry a gun.
Hypothesis: Having never fired a gun, and felt the enjoyment and satisfaction that that passtime can bring, the opinions of people like David Frum on guns and gun use are no different than a 60 year old virgin monk in a monastery giving advice on sex.
Game. Set. Match.
Bob Owens wins the innernets!
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