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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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Monthly Archives: February 2013
One of those mornings…
I got nuttin’ to say, nor enough working brain cells to say nuttin’ well. Also, it’s very overcast and I don’t want to spend hours surfing around for something theft-worthy. So before I turn off the ‘pooter let me just … Continue reading
I don’t know if the government really is currently at war with its own citizens, but…
…There is strong evidence that it is training its soldiers to be. This is…almost impossible for even me to believe. I am getting old, going blind, and generally falling apart in ways that suggest I might not be alive for … Continue reading
Finished!
I’ve gotta get me a camera, because I’m kind of proud of this. The ladies spent their last night inside the old enclosure, which is now completely gone. First thing this morning I spread straw in the new chicken yard … Continue reading
Reflections on going to the store in town…
…It’s deeply ironic to me that, having just spent a couple of days working very hard on the chickens’ behalf, for the first time in six months I just bought a dozen eggs. The ladies are molting, you know. …If … Continue reading
They’re all right.
I just finished my first reading of an excellent resource on chicken raising, The Small-Scale Poultry Flock. Not something anybody’s likely to pick up and read just for laughs – as the name implies, it’s about raising chickens. A few … Continue reading
Good day.
I now have a firmly-rooted square (Okay, it’s more of a rectangle) of concrete blocks, roughly 20 X 7, fenced with chain-link. I need to let the concrete set up on the gateposts before I can connect the last ends … Continue reading
D&L gave me some old books yesterday…
Reminded me of my childhood in dear old Scarfolk*… — *ETA: Okay, I’m actually from Detroit. Not that different.
Dogs bring the wisdom.
Daddy’s moping around the Lair, and Little Bear’s all “Daddy, let’s go do something fun!” And he’s right. Brain the size of a raisin, and he’s smarter than me.
I don’t even know why I should be depressed.
Click was sick for a long time. The Secret Lair smells like a crazy cat lady’s apartment, and while I’m working on it I’m not sure there’s enough baking soda in the world to completely remove the stench. It certainly … Continue reading
Only the police are qualified to have guns.
Because they’re all trained, and stuff. CLEVELAND, Ohio — A November car chase ended in a “full blown-out” firefight, with glass and bullets flying, according to Cleveland police officers who described for investigators the chaotic scene at the end of … Continue reading
Magpul rattles its magazines at Colorado. Colorado flinches a little.
So the Colorado legislature wants to pass a law outlawing standard capacity magazines. Magpul Industries, one of the foremost makers of those magazines, is based in Colorado. Oops. The management of Magpul publicly stated it wouldn’t stay where it wasn’t … Continue reading
R.I.P. Momma Click
Of all the times for everything to fall into place. I intended to make arrangements for Click’s euthanasia, figuring I’d have at least the weekend to get used to the idea – which I had honestly not been seriously contemplating, … Continue reading
Crap.
I’ve scrubbed the complaining post that was here before, because the vet called back very promptly and gave me the bad news. According to what we discussed Wednesday, there were two possibilities for Click’s condition: infectious meningitis, or a brain … Continue reading
Okay, so there are no flying cars.
But at least we’ve achieved flying people! Never underestimate the ingenuity of the American geek.
Activism Fail
You seem to assume that everybody who carries a pistol is on facebook and/or twitter. You’re wrong. And your determination that I can’t even learn something about your “Carry On Movement” unless I join said facebook and/or twitter? Way wrong, … Continue reading
Hey, you want to hear something fun?
I went looking for recordings of old radio shows, and found this. Old science fiction shows from the golden age! The foley sound effects are laughable, as are most of the plots. And yet, here and there…
I’m gonna watch this with interest, but…
One of the things that has always depressed me about the gun control battle is that the gun manufacturers are generally on the wrong side of it. Gunmakers sell guns to governments for the same reason Willie Sutton used to … Continue reading
You know what I love?
I love this place where I live. Yesterday my neighbor D and I took my cat Click to the vet, in this little town about 35 miles away. (there’s a vet in the very little town nearest where I live, … Continue reading
If you piss off the cops, you’d better mean it.
My big problems with Chris Dorner, as I’ve mentioned, were twofold: First, he targeted innocents and that’s a big no-no in my imaginary ROE. I don’t care if they are related to somebody you hate, you don’t get to do … Continue reading
Back from the vet with Click…
And as expected, it’s not good news. Exactly how bad the news is will depend on the test results. She’s got big, degenerative nervous system problems as opposed to a spinal injury. No surprise there. Maybe a parasite, maybe a … Continue reading