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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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Author Archives: Joel
Yes. We sanded drywall today. And then we mudded the walls again. This afternoon we went up the wash and had fun – it turns out my guest is a bit of a rockhound, and this place can make a … Continue reading
I had a bedroom addition full of drywall dust and scraps. I’m about to have lots more dust where that came from. I needed this… No problem, Ian’s got a nice one at his cave. I brought it to the … Continue reading
Thanks to the generosity of Big Brother, the Secret Lair has something it lacked for several years… …a staple meat supply. I’ve always kind of liked Spam (the original kind: Flavored Spam is an abomination unto Joel) but didn’t eat … Continue reading
…I know exactly what I’m doing. This week it’s probably too late to come to my senses. h/t
Scary thing: Build a wall. Do it right. Paint the wall. Give it all the trimmings. Then cut a big hole in the wall. Undoubtedly there are contractors and skilled builders who wouldn’t have thought twice about it. I reconsidered … Continue reading
Don’t know why I’m doing my own work. The way I’m going I could hire Donald Trump, get him some bigger hands, and put him to work doing my drywall. On my private island. I’m particularly interested to learn that … Continue reading
It took. All. Day. But unlike yesterday where we worked all day and actually mounted four sheets of drywall, today we worked all day and drywalled the entire bedroom and closet. Unfortunately in the course of that I didn’t take … Continue reading
And today’s not going to be better. With luck, it’ll be worse. We got the insulation up in a single afternoon, that was pretty easy with two guys… But yesterday we didn’t really accomplish as much as hoped. We did … Continue reading
Received this email yesterday, which I’m convinced is totally legit… Dear Friend. Good day and God bless you. I feel quite safe and satisfy dealing with you in this charity project. My name is Mrs.Virginia Dumitru a merchant in Romania. … Continue reading
A friend of the blog traveled a long distance to help me finish the last part of the construction, arriving on the same day the drywall was delivered, along with some other materials a neighbor had ordered. So it was … Continue reading
Without them, how could disaster survivors ever regain their sense of normalcy? Celso Perez: “We had a lot of trees down in the street and the streets were blocked. We were out here, us and our neighbors, cutting the branches … Continue reading
Maybe all this nuclear war talk only comes from the fat little freak thinking he needs an excuse to enjoy launching big rockets? I mean, I used to enjoy launching big rockets… …but I was spending my own money. So … Continue reading
I sort of took a week off from work and worry, contenting myself with the quotidian chores… …and putting construction aside, because this is to be a momentous week if all goes well. Starting sometime late tomorrow I should have … Continue reading
I’m still learning all the tricks of the magic elf box. I was taking some pictures preparatory to the (belated, I’ve been busy) morning post when I got the picture files all scrambled up by pushing one too many buttons. … Continue reading
Didn’t expect to be writing an update so soon. I hoped either the filtered water or the course of antibiotics would eventually straighten LB out, but certainly not so soon or so sudden. He appears to have had a urinary … Continue reading
You’re a very bad person. CLIMATE CHANGE! Your afternoon chocolate bar may be fueling climate change, destroying protected forests and threatening elephants, chimpanzees and hippos in West Africa, research suggests. […] Ivory Coast’s (sic) now has about 2.5 million hectares … Continue reading
A neighbor gave me a roll of 16″ insulation, so rather than let it lay around until it was officially time to put up insulation I decided to go ahead and stick it between the rafters. Fiberglass insulation never used … Continue reading
…it hadn’t occurred to me to wonder what the 2008 “recession” did to it. The linked article is ostensibly about Amazon exploiting an unorthodox resource in filling its need for seasonal workers (apparently robots don’t do quite as big a … Continue reading
LB can’t be fooled or forced into swallowing pills. It’s like his superpower or something. So I have to crush them and serve the powder with canned dog food. He’ll snarf that down without question or pause. So he’s gonna … Continue reading
Me: I buried my dog two weeks ago. Vet: (long pause) Oh. I’ve actually had that conversation. Word for word. It sort of stuck in my memory. And I’m not saying the vet was responsible for that particular dog’s death, … Continue reading