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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: June 2013
I’ll call it, Guy With Too Much Crap On His Belt, Fiddling With His Camera.
Well, here’s a classic first world problem…
Put the cigarettes aside (2.5 weeks now!*) and started using one of those e-cigs. Being me, I scrounged some old batteries from somebody else. Now the power button has fallen off one of them and I have to activate it … Continue reading
It’s gasbags all the way down!
I’m sort of mentally sticking my finger in it this morning, trying to decide if yesterday’s brain reboot was successful. Pull on my boots without the top of my head falling off? Check. Look out the window without razor blades … Continue reading
Okay, so yesterday didn’t go so well…
Did my shit-shoveling. Hung around the Lair until J wanted to go to town, and I tagged along because I wanted to do some food shopping and a Subway didn’t sound bad. Felt myself going back into the migraine nod … Continue reading
Ouch.
Had a very productive morning yesterday. Finished insulating the hardest half of the Lair’s floor – had to tear out most of my drain pipe to do it, and then of course that had to be reassembled. Fitted around most … Continue reading
Well, in fairness it DID kill a lot of people…
Mostly its own crews, but that doesn’t rule it out as a terror suspect. If you see something, make an ass of yourself and say something. On Friday afternoon, a New York motorist called police with a tip about a … Continue reading
If you build your cabin on stilts…
…and you have any notion that you might need to work under it at some point… …and you will… Leave a crawl space high enough to get yer ass in there. That is all.
You really have no idea how ridiculous you sound, do you, Congressman?
When congress voted to impose Obamacare on us all, there was a last-minute amendment that also imposed it on congress – because that sounded good. Undoubtedly those who voted for the bill planned for a quiet little “fix” to occur … Continue reading
At last! The world has been waiting to learn…
Can Ian blow up a Ross MkIII just by firing it?
Must! Not! Post! This!
I woke up to an email I didn’t want to get, from a person I don’t want to talk to. Ever again. I really thought we were past this. I don’t know why I thought that. Anyway, in lieu of … Continue reading
One step forward…
So yesterday I cleaned Home Despot out of 1.5″ rigid insulation, which with fitting should be just enough to insulate the Lair’s floor. I had this really smart idea this morning, that I’d wait till the batteries were up to … Continue reading
Can anybody recommend…
I’m suddenly in the market for a 12-volt air compressor for inflating tires. Tires have been a weak point in my preps for years. To my utter shock it has never stranded me anywhere bad before now. I have a … Continue reading
“They live in the moment,” someone said…
…which is a kind way of saying they have the attention span of lint. Alas, this is not always true. The boys are my only constant companions, and so I tend to give more thought to what makes them happy … Continue reading
Of course if you just want your privacy violated, you don’t need the NSA.
Taken this past winter, at a time without snow.
This looks like fun…
Go read this. Right now. Just go. Then come straight back, y’hear? (Heh. “Rubber hose cryptanalysis” is not a phrase I ever heard before, but I have worried about the concept.) ETA: Once upon a time I wrote a book … Continue reading
“Okay! I’m gonna go home and have a stroke now.”
It’s been on my mind. For some (going on several) weeks, since Ian and I worked on his inlet pipes, the good ship Gulchendiggensmoothen has been stuck behind his dome. It was stuck there by the huge pile of dirt … Continue reading
…and it was all just a horrible dream!
Yesterday Claire wrote a post in which she speculated on “The Worst Thing About the NSA Revelations.” And the problem developed, as the post unfolded, that there are so many things to hate about it one hardly knows where to … Continue reading
That feels really weird.
I’m not a hairy guy. Not at all. Hair just doesn’t seem to be a part of my genetic makeup. Which explains why, though I haven’t cut my hair since December 2006 (on the occasion of my daughter’s wedding, which … Continue reading
Poor, poor pitiful ATF
Free the ATF From the Gun Lobby This meme of the ATF as an oppressed, battered victim of the NRA patriarchy and bullying gun owners gets hauled out and dusted off periodically, including whenever somebody’s trying to get F-Troop an … Continue reading
Do not under any circumstances try this at home, kids.
For educational purposes only, absolutely no endorsement expressed or implied, the staff and management of TUAK tremulously introduce you to the man who made a shotgun from a caulking gun. Seriously, I guarandamntee you there are far better, safer ways … Continue reading









































