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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: August 2019
Turn in your weapons, citizens…
We promise we won’t let it get ridiculous. Yeah, it’s a little old but I still think it’s funny. In a not very funny kind of way.
“Sell it BACK to the government?”
Lady, I don’t recall ever buying a gun from the government. So I don’t believe I’ll be interested in selling any “back” to it. But thanks for the open threat. One appreciates a clear statement of where one stands with … Continue reading
D Update
I had a long phone call from Neighbor L this morning, catching me just as I was leaving for morning chicken chores. D had a setback shortly after the stent procedure, having trouble with his left arm and periodically with … Continue reading
Pretty sure I heard a wolf this morning.
Lying in bed at quarter to five, I was trying to go back to sleep and Torso Boy was trying to get me up with sufficient subtlety as not to get yelled at. He was doing his squirmy-but-not-pushy thing when … Continue reading
D&L’s Batteries
I may have mentioned that Neighbor D is, er, particular about when and how certain issues of maintenance are handled. He has 16 big Rolls Surrette batteries, (he needs all that because he runs at 48V for his 240V workshop … Continue reading
News at last!
It’s been a very pretty day, and I’ve been out in it. Finished digging out the plugged drainage ditch, took a long walk, set up a timer on the bike charger, just generally hung around waiting for the phone to … Continue reading
By comparison wolves are kind of relaxing.
Other people get all the fun. I’ve heard two reports of wolves today – from neighbors who happen to live close by each other. Both shot over them and chased them away. There haven’t been wolves in this country since … Continue reading
Oh yeah! I remember anxiety…
No news yet on Neighbor D. I just got back from town with L for the Monday morning water run, she’s pacing and fuming even when sitting in a driver’s seat but still needs drinking water and they don’t keep … Continue reading
Oh, this isn’t good…
Back feeding horses again this afternoon. D’s been hospitalized: Maybe a TIA, maybe a stroke. He was reported better, then he wasn’t. And it was such a nice week…
Also butler to batteries and chickens and horses…
Since it seemed likely to rain yesterday evening and today, I brought the bike’s battery and charger back to the Lair with me. I don’t expect this to be regular practice since I’m currently storing the bike in Ian’s Cave … Continue reading
Silly little bastard…
Days are starting to get shorter. Which means Torso Boy’s Favorite Time is getting a little earlier every day. I’m sitting in the bedroom chair reading a book. It’s sevenish and starting to get a little dark when TB suddenly … Continue reading
Okay, then. Assume 20 miles range.
I just got back from afternoon chicken chores, riding the electric bike through the wash for the first time because the sand is knocked down a bit and the mud has mostly dried. That will not be a route open … Continue reading
Aaand that’s the last time the word “Epstein” will appear in the news…
Jeffrey Epstein committed suicide in his jail cell by shooting himself twelve times in the back. No, really he was “found hanged.” Epstein’s suicide also comes just after he named several prominent Democrats as members of his alleged sex ring. … Continue reading
Rain, rain…
It was dripping rain before daybreak. It’s dripping rain now. Looks like it’s going to do this all day long. The forecast for the weekend is even worse. It’s just a day for a good book and a pot of … Continue reading
If I’d known I was going to do that I’d have worn pads…
Question answered: You cannot ride the bike up Landlady’s hill – not in the lowest gear with the assist turned all the way up. I rode the bike to afternoon chicken chores, racing the rain. Got down the hill easier … Continue reading
All righty, then.
How’s this for a beauty shot? I put the rear rack on first thing this morning (started to do it day before yesterday when I assembled the bike, but the allen-head bolts were none-too-high quality and I needed to come … Continue reading
(Grumble) I hate mud.
Oh boy, did it ever rain last night. Both gullies near the Lair, and also the gully closer to the wash, let go for the first time this season. Unfortunately, as often happens during heavy rain, there was a mudslide … Continue reading
Well, dammit…
I’ve spent all day slaving over a hot keyboard working on Ian’s galley proof. (which needs some editorial changes, of course, but is generally excellent. This is the first time I’ve seen the page layout and photos, and they’re great.) … Continue reading
New tool! Or possibly toy. Time will tell.
Big Brother decided I needed alternate wheels… It’s an fat-tired electric bike! Some assembly required, and I’m anxious to get to it but obligated to work on editing proofs for the moment. No hurry, really, because… …that battery needs to … Continue reading
Galley Proofs!
The galley proofs for Ian’s book have come down… …and so we’re frantically giving it its very last edit pass. So far it looks great: I’m less than 100 pages in but only have 3 notes. Ian reports he’s been … Continue reading