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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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Crap. That barely worked at all.
Four elderly batteries turn out not to be enough to run Ian’s system. It would boot up but not stay running for more than a short time, and this morning I finally figured out how to display the error message… … Continue reading
That got complicated…
Sorry. Life kind of came at me from all sides this week but I think I have a good grip on it now. Could be wrong.
Okay, I’m done for now…
Woodcutting season is officially closed. I have put away the power tools, raked up my mess and hauled it to the burn barrel. I’m not entirely comfortable with what I’ve put up, but winters in the high desert are episodic: … Continue reading
Tobie won’t sleep with me…
From day one, Tobie decided that my bedroom made him very uncomfortable. Little Bear liked it. Torso Boy liked it – and in fact insisted on sleeping in the bed. Tobie finds it repellent. I expected him to get over … Continue reading
Chilly morning…
Our window of September-like weather may be ending. But if so it’s doing it in a rather polite manner. Woke up to high 20’s. Got a lovely view of the late crescent moon and (Venus, I think) while accompanying Tobie … Continue reading
Finished the juniper piles in the yard…
…and once I got it stacked it didn’t come to nearly enough. So I have a bunch of other juniper chunks stacked elsewhere; it was cut green but has been curing for four years or more and should be fine. … Continue reading
Seventeen years to the day…
On November 6, 2006, Uncle Joel first moved fulltime into the Gulch. I don’t really keep anniversaries and this date usually slips by me unnoticed but I did happen to catch it this year. It’s been a helluva ride but … Continue reading
Neighbor D Update
D is officially out of the hospital – he got moved to a nursing facility yesterday. I’m surprised at the speed of that, because he had a bunch of related problems in addition to all the broken bones. An old … Continue reading
Gad, juniper is dirty wood.
Neighbor L wanted to go to town today at noon, and that gave me about 3 hours to get a start on one of the juniper stacks laying around the yard. Trouble is… I forgot how dirty that stuff is … Continue reading
Smoky day…
It was a little smoky yesterday. In the middle of the night I had to get up and clear my nose about ten times before I could lay back down again, and this morning when I opened the door for … Continue reading
And we’re finally moving…
I intended to start cutting wood at last yesterday. There was a delay while I figured out what was wrong with the table saw and how to repair it: The gadgetry that raises and lowers the blade and motor had … Continue reading
Like it or not, Joel…
Time to get serious. Let me just state for the record that I hate winter. In case I forget later.
Another thermostat failure…
Due for a cold snap, I reluctantly lit the pilot on the bedroom heater yesterday. Excellent timing, too – it got down to the low-twenties overnight, and when I woke up the bedroom temperature was … 46o? Oh, for god’s … Continue reading
Phase One Complete…
Also, Ow my arms. But that actually is the first and hardest part done: I’m officially out of pallets to break up. Now I need to straighten up the woodshed – probably do that today – and then tomorrow or … Continue reading
Oh, tired now…
Okay, no more fooling around… After walkie and laundry I dragged the generator and Sawzall out of the powershed and proceeded to have at that stack of ten pallets leaning against the corner of the Lair. More or less as … Continue reading
Tobie’s final form…
Tobie is approximately 3 years old now. He came home with me in May 2021 at a very roughly estimated age of six months. We have gone through changes – I won’t quite label him a hell puppy but he … Continue reading
Sent a text to Neighbor L last night…
…asking if she needed anything while D is laid up. L is a strong, smart, proud woman but she’s also in a hummingbird’s weight class and (like D) has had serious illness and injuries in the past couple of years. … Continue reading
What is it?
My brother has been sending me monthly care packages for several years now. Mostly gifts of canned meat or other things too expensive or just too non-rural for me, like honey or chili sauce but every now and then the … Continue reading
Got a text from Neighbor L last night…
Home just now.[Redacted] [D] on chopper to [large city far away.] Left hip broken, 10 ribs on rt side, broken clavical on right. He’s gonna be laid up for at least 8 weeks. So that happened. Y’know, D&L sometimes come … Continue reading
Aaand that’s why I don’t ride horses…
I was just sitting around when I got a voice call from Neighbor L: D got dumped, he’s laying on the road, broke his hip and collarbone and who knows what else. I got to him while she dealt with … Continue reading









































