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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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Always have a Plan B … I guess…
I broke my pistol! My very favorite gun! Or…well, my pistol broke. I swear I didn’t do it. Happened a few days ago and it was like a death in the family. I had run a box of reloads through … Continue reading
How to ruin your desert dog’s whole morning
All the wet sand clinging to the rocks I picked up earlier made a mess of the back of the Jeep. I swung back by Ian’s where there’s a wet/dry vacuum. Cleaned out the back and Tobie was fine with … Continue reading
Some early morning erosion work
In all we got almost two inches of rain yesterday, and it shows in the ruts on the slopes and the piled-up mud on the flats. My particular concern, erosion-wise, was at Ian’s place… …where erosion is washing the sand … Continue reading
Tobie’s first big thunderstorm
The weather in the high desert likes its drama. Sometimes it gets downright scary even for a seen-it-all old hermit. This was probably the biggest storm Tobie had ever seen, and at its height it had him seriously considering peeing … Continue reading
Tobie meets a bull snake…
This actually happened during yesterday’s walkie but I forgot about it till just now. If I’d known it was going to happen I’d have put his shock collar on and set it to Barbecue Dog. Instead I just waited till … Continue reading
A casualty of the Great Circle of Brass…
The weather behaved itself this morning for once so I went out to practice with my newly-augmented pistol… …which is working out very well for me, by the way, so I moved on from slow-fire. Spread out a groundsheet and … Continue reading
52% humidity is not “ok.”
Big Brother sent me this cool little digital hygrometer, and from day one we’ve had a dispute… One of the reasons I prefer a desert environment is that in my youth I broke several major bones and twisted basically all … Continue reading
Tobie discovers rabbits
The population of cottontail and jack rabbits here goes through boom and bust cycles I’ve never tried to explain. Some say plague, some say predators. I say it just happens. During 2021 we were going through a marked rabbit drought, … Continue reading
Time to rebuild the porch steps…
I was able to scrounge some used lumber a week or so ago… Nearly new, since it came from some interior framing. I had asked Neighbor S if I could tag along next time he went to the Lowes in … Continue reading
Monsoon is getting more intrusive…
It didn’t even rain very much yesterday afternoon, at least not down here. I suspect the rain was heavier up on the plateau, because the wash ran just a little bit. That in itself isn’t all that significant. What I … Continue reading
Even my Plan B has improved…
It’s on the order of five years ago that S&L moved to the Gulch fulltime, and L started insisting on washing my clothes once a week. I did not vigorously demur: In addition to a washer and dryer, S&L have … Continue reading
Monsoon’s early this year
And it’s a pain in the neck. Started abruptly last week, and it’s forecast for every afternoon in the foreseeable future. At least it’s cooler, and we could use the moisture. But it’s still a bother.
This is the sort of day that’s less unpleasant from a distance.
The crazies are out there and I’m out here. I’m always happy about that but today I’m practically ecstatic. You ever get the impression maybe Washington has too much power over peoples’ lives, no matter which wing of the stinking … Continue reading
The well water here is very hard…
…thick with calcium and iron oxide, and abusive to anything it touches. Galvanized plumbing is right out; the water eats right through it. Plastic won’t dissolve, but calcium deposits eventually gum up moving parts – like toilet valves. So before … Continue reading
“Dammit, Tobie…”
Laid down grout on the bathroom floor this morning. Went outside to clean the bucket. Forgot something very important… No big deal, just an annoyance and mostly at myself: Of course he went straight in to investigate. Totally my fault.
Or maybe the Jeep is plotting against me…
Something extremely weird happened yesterday. Around 3 in the afternoon I loaded Tobie in the Jeep for chicken chores but we didn’t go anywhere, because the Jeep had no electrical activity of any kind. I mean capital-D Dead. It was … Continue reading
If there were an Olympic event in procrastination…
…I like to think I’d be the betting man’s favorite for U.S. gold. Yup: Only five years after I tiled the main cabin, and more than a year after I put a fake-wood floor over the tiles which hadn’t worked … Continue reading
When Tobie wants to help…
Usually Tobie is content to nap for a couple of hours after his long morning walkie. Since it has unexpectedly turned rainy in the afternoons I intended to take advantage of that to sneak off and get some ammo reloading … Continue reading
…and then I did something that hurt my heart…
Okay, so yesterday after the rain I roughed in the zero on the revolver’s new sight. Then this morning before the rain I took it out to 25 yards with a rest and fined it in… And THEN I had … Continue reading









































