$4.99 Buys It.
Will Blog for ISP Time, Glaucoma Meds, or Cheap Booze.
Free! (and worth every penny)
Scary Manifesto that keeps getting pushed down on the sidebar by filthy capitalism!
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.
Previous OPSEC Violations
More Filthy Capitalism!
Do you suffer from a lonely, unfulfilled, angst-driven existence? Do you often wish you could do something meaningful with your life, like end death or war or taxes, or maybe just read a really good book?
Then you need to buy the following novels immediately!
The Scroll of Jeremiah
The Last Faithful Man
Songs of Bad Men and Good
Author Archives: Joel
Not long ago I scrounged this Chinese shoulder pouch for my AK mags. Unfortunately it’s cut a little too deep. With all five slots filled you can hardly get your fingers in around the magazines. If I ever really wanted … Continue reading
?? I dunno… I need to go back and check the batteries. Those are the only frames on this mem card, and it usually shows a blow-by-blow of me changing the card.
Some blogger I am. I neglected to take a picture of the lovely pork and potatoes breakfast I roasted early this morning in celebration of the really crappy weather. Right on schedule the temperature fell, the wind rose and the … Continue reading
It’s related to the principal reason. Stupid EVIL cow. Walked along my beaten path leaving a nice round pie every couple of steps.
Put this up in Spring of 2015. I remember because it was right after this, which was memorable. The nylon netting it’s based on is in fine shape. Nylon, like polypropylene, seems impervious to sunlight. But whatever the camo material … Continue reading
Was I this stupid at that age? I don’t…lemme think…uh, yeah. Maybe sometimes. Oh, Jesus, I’d forgotten about that… …never mind… h/t
Bunch of cattle came through my area early this morning, apparently first taking the time to save up a few days’ worth of shit. Appreciate the thought. Then I collected the gamecam’s mem card, and… Yeah, there’s lots more where … Continue reading
March is the meanest month. And I know that. I go through this every year, with the unrealistic expectations. So now I’m piling on layers, huddling indoors and demanding that the lousy weather get the hell off my lawn, which … Continue reading
Claire is working on a book, Basics of Resistance. For reasons not yet entirely clear to me she’s now looking for freedom-related memes, and has turned it into a contest. Okay, well, I’ve got hundreds of’em. Of course most are … Continue reading
A few weeks ago a Generous Reader sent me a couple of pairs of surplus woodland BDUs, in excellent condition. One of them made me chuckle when I first saw them, but it came out of the closet for the … Continue reading
Claire has more. Now if you’ll excuse me, a flyover-country dweller’s work is never done. I have to go out and lynch an uppity swarthy person, ass-rape a tourist or two and maybe practice on my banjo for a while. … Continue reading
And judging from the condition of the porch, at least part of the night. Somebody sent me a box of Cheez-it crackers, which I haven’t tasted in a dozen years. Probably shouldn’t have eaten almost the whole thing, the resulting … Continue reading
Landlady came up this weekend with some unexpected care packages. Thanks, guys! Check out Joel’s new duds! A brand-new waterproof ATV suit, and though I confess at the time I wondered when I’d ever get to use it since I … Continue reading
Which is bad because mud, but good because it so promptly gives me a chance to try out my new waterproof. Which brings me to the subject of care packages, of which there were some this weekend. But we’ll get … Continue reading
The Secret Lair has a refrigerator. Sort of. Provisionally. It’s AC/DC and works on some principle I forget and doesn’t use a compressor. So maybe it will work for keeping butter and a couple of beers cool in summer. We’ll … Continue reading
You kids today. Why, when I was your age we had these things called stores. And we had to travel to the stores on our own dime, they never came to us. Except for the Sears catalog, which had its … Continue reading
This morning I gave up on what I had thought would be a promising location for the game camera, only to learn upon reviewing the mem card that somebody had in fact briefly wandered through.
It’s simple! It’s fun! It’s gear-intensive! It’s the one place Chuck and Nancy will never look.