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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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So far it has the only flowers around – it’s still early in the season for Spring flowers – but it’s flowering more enthusiastically than I’ve ever seen it. Nights have been very mild with no hard freezes and none … Continue reading
Pretty day except for the wind so I don’t know what the problem is, but I apparently won’t be posting today.
We went to the Safeway in the biggish little town about 35 miles away this morning, and… …people are taking this “distancing” thing seriously. First time I’ve felt happily comfortable in a public place since I don’t remember when. Also, … Continue reading
It’s doing quite well so far. 🙂 I hate that it always blooms in March, because the chance of a hard freeze before the buds mature is – well, pretty much definite. Not that there’s any danger that the poor … Continue reading
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Yesterday afternoon it finally warmed up after a few seasonably cool days and some snow. It was Sunday, Landlady had returned to self-quarantining in the city and nobody was likely to call. I stripped down and had a much-needed sink … Continue reading
I was away from the ‘pooter this weekend, sorry. Came back this morning to post the entry below and catch up on comments, seeing one that read in part… Just don’t pretend you are some kind of self-sufficient hermit living … Continue reading
…and you can’t bear to part with the corpse. Several years ago I inherited maybe half a dozen pairs of baggy canvas jeans from a neighbor. They were already in the “popping mysterious holes for no apparently rational reason” phase … Continue reading
Landlady came up this morning with care packages! Longtime Reader CH sent something that caused one of my sins to be remembered… …a whole bunch of .44 Magnum brass, which reminded me that in the Fall I moved all my … Continue reading
We’re really wind-testing the panel rack improvements today. We’re not getting gusts quite of the magnitude that wrecked it last month, and it’s very substantially stronger now so I know intellectually that there’s nothing to worry about. But on such … Continue reading
I went back to where I dumped that rotted-rat-infested water, with a mind to toss the carcasses farther downhill with a shovel and then pick up the bucket. …and there was nothing left of the rats but a tuft of … Continue reading
Our grave national crisis needs a theme song, don’t you think? I’ve been a Weird Al fan since I truly don’t remember when but I do have one problem with his videos: Most of the time he’s parodying some forgotten … Continue reading
I don’t know why everybody says self-quarantine is boring. Simple steps can make it quite enjoyable. First, be born a neurotic introvert misfit loner. Second, spend most of a long life being miserable in various cities, constantly chafing under conditions … Continue reading
Last couple of times I’ve been in Landlady’s barn I’ve detected a hint of corruption, as when a rat picks an inconvenient place to die. Found out what it was this morning. Somebody – I won’t mention any names but … Continue reading
She reads the blog and knew about Torso Boy’s digestive system oopsie… It seems Wal-Mart’s chicken breast shortage was temporary, so she gave me a few to tide TB over (hopefully) until I can restock. So whether or not he’s … Continue reading
…when all sporting events have been cancelled… He’s got a bunch of these.