In comments over at Claire’s place I learned something I did not know. There’s a whole damn lot of Lovecraft-flavored Christmas carols.
Srsly, as the damned illiterate kids say…
So that happened. Merry Christmas, y’all. 🙂
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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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So, what did the “boys” get for Christmas? Laddie got some stewed chicken and a big chunk of corn bread. I don’t buy him toys anymore. The last one I got sits in the back of his bed getting dusty. Food of any kind is joyfully received, so that’s what he gets. 🙂
Oh, later they’ll get some roast chicken. I, on the other hand, unfortunately had my Christmas materialism deferred due to bad weather. I’m told there are numerous care packages that will stay stranded at my mail drop for at least another three weeks.
Three weeks? Now that’s just plain cruel. But I’m sure they’ll be well worth waiting for. 🙂 My sister sent a wonderful care package and I got it just yesterday. Two new warm flannel shirts and two pair of soft slippers. I’m in heaven. 🙂 Warm is a big deal this time of year.
Joel, sounds like your poised for a great fun New Year with the anticipation of care packages. We still have one or two small things coming that didn’t make Christmas. My Mom’s French Canadian family celebrated Little Christmas on January 6th, so there’s always that. Or you can celebrate my birthday the 3rd week of January. (Just kidding!) 😉
Joel, your Christmas isn’t delayed, you are just celebrating according to the modern Gregorian Calendar. Perhaps somebody will bring vodka.