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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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That one kinda takes a moment or so . . .
🙂 Yeah, it probably only makes sense if you know Hawking was a loud and proud atheist. Presenting him and his wheelchair with a stairway to heaven would be a practical joke worthy of the god of the Bible, who had his moods. One minute he’s flattening cities with fire from heaven, the next he’s daring us to work out the aerodynamics of bumblebees.
I think I hurt myself laughing. I work with powerwheelchair users. This is getting forwarded. I’m going to hell but I don’t care.
I expect, Robert, that God provides a stair lift for souls who are going up. For those going down, he merely has someone push the chair over the edge of those stairs…
He was wrong about naked singularities, too.
Anon at 2:45pm:
Nah, it’s a steep ramp going down; coaster wheels get stuck on steps.
Nah, somewhere in Christian Dogma it says we will be made whole after death. So, if Hawkings was a believer he would just skip up the stairs like a kid. But since he said he was not, I can see Morgan Freeman/George Burns messing with him.
Yeah, the dogma of “My way or the highway!” Or perhaps the “low way”. Rather a vindictive dogma, if ya ask me (which nobody did).