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.
Thanks, Joel. You’re the first person I’ve heard comment on the obvious: that “closing Guantanamo” was never about the &^%$#@!ing location where prisoners should be held indefinitely without trial. OMG!
As I listen to news report after news report about “where to put the detainees,” I think I’m going to scream. I know I must be going crazy, because surely it’s not possible that every, single newsie is completely missing the actual point! Which is: either try them in real courts or let them go!
Or be honest about it and shoot them in the head. Our rulers and would-be rulers have been using 1984 as an instruction manual for some time now anyway, so let’s just go whole hog and ship the ‘terrorists’ in for public mass executions. Oceania is at war with terror; Oceania has always been at war with terror.
If that doesn’t get the job done, it doesn’t need doing.