In re the sign in the post below: Carl Bussjaeger quite correctly points out that, for those who truly object to “civilians” having the effrontery to carry the tools of self-defense, there is another tactic one might try…
Won’t say anything good about your character, but then a person who doesn’t believe his life and those of his companions are worth fighting for could hardly be said to possess character anyway so what the hell?


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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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Yup. When “run and hide” is the prescription of the day when faced with abject evil, you’ve exposed two things about the character of the society espousing that behavior:
1.) They are cowards, who would allow evil to reign supreme in order to preserve their own lives;
2.) They are selfish. Running and hiding is the ultimate in selfish behavior – it preserves your life, at the expense of others.
It is a sad sort of place that would look at a man who’d brace himself, square up at the shoulders, draw, and fire, as being backwards, backwoods, and “living in the wrong century,” while the man who runs for cover, likely screaming like a child, while others are being murdered is held in high esteem, and put out as the ideal modern man.
There is a third man, there, too. This is the man who as bought into the line that he must be de-fanged and disarmed, who is unprepared to face evil, but does so anyway because he hasn’t been cowed and neutered enough to run and hide when others are dying. This is the man for whom I feel the sorriest, because he still has the instinct to fight back, but has allowed the suggestions of others as to what his “polite” course of action should be dictate his state of readiness, and therefore likely seal his fate.
Anti-gunners love this guy. The hero who sacrificed himself to save others.