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.
Such demonstrations do, indeed, inconvenience the individual shoppers, but I’m pretty sure the real reason for them is to deprive the merchants of their business profits, thus perhaps generating pressure on local government . . . oh, yeah, and making the six o’clock news, of course.
Yes, on the street level, it comes down to “You ain’t gettin’ in here, Whitey!” for the media’s enjoyment.
“You ain’t gettin’ in here, Whitey!” Hmm. What happens when a would-be shopper is stopped at the door and responds “Get outta my way or I’ll call the cops on you.”?
I suspect that person would learn that there’s quite an epidemic of deafness among the cops he/she tried to call.
Oh, they’ll be bringing ‘awareness about racism’ alright… But I don’t think it’s going to be in the way they intended.
But they call *us* “Nazis”.
https://infogalactic.com/info/Nazi_boycott_of_Jewish_businesses
Joel@9:12 Sigh. I suspect you are unfortunately correct, sir.
Too bad blocking the doorway isn’t a shootin’ offense.
Oh, wait, there are no guns in Chicago. Nevermind.
Tell us again Unca Joel, what it’s like to live where you can walk around obviously armed and people don’t flippin’ freak out.