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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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Autumn sneaking up on me…
Usually by this time I have my wood cutting done, or nearly so. This year I’ve barely even started. Hurt my shoulder just when I planned to get started, and I’m only now getting active again. A couple of days … Continue reading
Getting the path a little less hazardous…
The trail I most commonly use to and from the Lair has two steep bits that happen to pass through ground with lots and lots of pebbles. As I go back and forth I work those pebbles loose, which makes … Continue reading
Coyote Negotiations
No joy on the game camera overnight. It did catch me outside leaving a message at quarter to six this morning… I haven’t got the bladder capacity to visit the whole area in one go – but I do have … Continue reading
Cheeky little so-and-so…
This is the second time a coyote has left me a gift on the driveway in almost the same spot… This close to the cabin… It’s happening in the middle of the night so there’s not much I can do … Continue reading
The Arsenal of Gun Jesus Cave
Hah! That got you to click, didn’t it? An absolutely gorgeous morning, still and even warm! To the point where even a long sleeve shirt got to be too much during the morning walkie. After which we went to Ian’s … Continue reading
Cancel my salvation, give me leave to go…
Leslie Fish, The Freedom of the Snow
Sometimes you gotta hose off your panels.
A fact I frequently forget. I happened to be working behind the Lair this morning when the sun glancing off the solar panels on the ground mount showed me that the dust had actually gotten quite thick on the glass … Continue reading
On ammo: How Joel got hooked on .44 Special
Here at Joel’s Gulch, this never happens. Both for reasons of geography and of finance, obviously. And yet somehow I end up being flush with ammo. Maybe not “Hamas called, and the paragliders can’t make it till 4:30” flush, but … Continue reading
Ouch, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? Also – Ouch.
Sorry about that. Nothing new is wrong, I’ve just been cocooning in the Lair licking my wounds. Shoulder’s improving, though – to the point where this morning I did this… Rode all the way to town and back, more or … Continue reading
Autumn stuff…
When Big Brother and I finished the porch roof in Spring 2019 and I could comfortably sit outside on warm evenings, flying bugs permitting, I quickly learned that long before the solstice the evening sun peeks out from around the … Continue reading
It’s that time of year…
…where the day starts out almost frosty and warms up through the morning, plus even if it’s still kind of chilly outdoors… …the sun warms all surfaces including skin. All of which means you’re constantly putting on and taking off … Continue reading
Life goes on whether you’re ready for it or not…
Things kind of came to a head yesterday – I ached all over and was either coming down with the flu or all those bruises were just then making themselves fully known. To say I was a genuine grumpy old … Continue reading
Not as bad as I thought…
The pain is down to almost nothing unless I forget and try to use the shoulder. Had a good night’s sleep last, not so much the night before. Left arm won’t lift by itself but it works fine from the … Continue reading
Dammit! This has become my signature injury…
Took a fall yesterday during evening walkie. I have now officially screwed up both shoulders twice. This doesn’t feel as bad as the last one almost exactly seven years ago which took years to more or less heal. But you … Continue reading
On the subject of dogs wanting rides…
A Generous Reader sent me this overnight…
Got some wheat flour…
A friend visited the Gulch a few days ago while passing through, and came bearing gifts – among which was a quantity of ground wheat flour and another of wheat berries. Which means I can go back to adulterating my … Continue reading
From Conan to Gandalf in less than a month…
I’ve left my game camera on what turned out to be a really unproductive trail for a couple of months. Finally kind of gave up on it and left it running through most of September, and in all that time … Continue reading
The Lair needs a better activity director…
Woke up early and couldn’t sleep. Got up at four. Did all the usual stuff – breakfast, walkie, laundry, more walkie, home, treat, more coffee, read memes on the ‘pooter. That was a while ago. Somebody’s already bored… But it’s … Continue reading
‘There’s sore decline in spammers’ line…’
There never was a first notice, and there won’t be a reply. Nobody in the UK (or anywhere else) owes me money. I never really understood the economics of how these things work but I guess it’s true what I’ve … Continue reading









































