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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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Author Archives: Joel
First painting day
Night time got down into the mid-thirties, but it warmed up fast once the sun rose – for a certain value of warm: we’re almost out of May and it’s 64o at nearly noon. But no wind, so it’s Painting … Continue reading
Another super windy day…
…so much so I didn’t even pretend to plan on painting, except for priming the gutter and downspout. I found out yesterday that while there was plenty of gutter in the barn we had used up all the downspout, good … Continue reading
Using BB’s telephoto iPhone lens on Phoebe’s babies…
It’s dark in there, and the manual focus on the lens sort of fights with the autofocus on the camera so that you need to shoot when it’s sharp. Even so I can’t even testify how many chicks there are … Continue reading
I’ve been looking for this one!
2013, the Year of the Mondo Monsoon! And toward the end of the warm season parts of my yard looked like they’d died and gone to a New England cottage garden. And those flowers reseeded, too, at least until the … Continue reading
Smart move, Past Joel!
I’m supposed to be painting the porch roof’s eaves in preparation for putting up gutters. Instead I’m obsessing about my 3-week trip to the Big City. And I couldn’t find my backpack anywhere. Yesterday I got my old suitcase out … Continue reading
Okay! Question answered at last.
Boy, this has been a great Spring for bull snakes. I’ve seen three or four aggressive young ones, but this morning Torso Boy actually stepped on a four-foot matriarch sunning herself awake in plain sight. The setup couldn’t have been … Continue reading
Just in case you’re ever tempted to believe lefties might have a functioning sense of humor…
Fact Check: Did U.S. Rep. Ocasio-Cortez Repeatedly Guess ‘Free’ on TV Show ‘The Price is Right?’ I’ll deflate the tension: No, she did not. Therefore the story, posted in the Babylon Bee, is incorrect. The Babylon Bee has posted the … Continue reading
First stovepipe bird of the season…
Was a small finch of some sort. It’s the second-most likely culprit next to sparrows. This one didn’t spend too much time avoiding the inevitable once I opened the stove door and let in some light, he came blasting out … Continue reading
Care Packages! Flying toys and flashlights and food…
Got a couple of nice surprises! BB sent me a couple of nice Carhartt t-shirts, just when it looks like I’m going to be retiring a couple of worn-through dollar store shirts. And diagnostic tools for the Jeep!
Lists! I need lots of lists.
…and then Uncle Joel became mildly concerned… No sooner had my guests departed for their faraway home than I got an email from another longtime friend, reminding me of a promise the keeping of which is going to cause this … Continue reading
Hey guess what!
Your old Uncle Joel is going to be in a Forgotten Weapons video! And not in a small way. I just saw it and it’s cool. Will come out sometime next month if I understood correctly.
A few Friday details…
Where have all the hummers gone? Maybe it’s the unseasonably cool weather – it should be hot by now – but they’re currently rare in the air. Neighbor L has mentioned the same thing, we got some business from migrants … Continue reading
“You gotta make it smell like you.”
Big Brother brought his own bedding to the Gulch this past week, and abandoned it to fly home. Thoughtfully he made it twin-size. So I washed the sizing out of the sheets and installed them on my bed. This morning. … Continue reading
“Demanding To Know Why He Allowed President Trump To Get Elected, Dems Subpoena God”
While House leadership was quick to clarify that they don’t believe in the God of the Bible per se, they said they had to explore “all possible avenues” in their exhaustive search for an answer as to why Trump was … Continue reading
Irony in Commerce
Meant to mention this Monday, forgot: I brought a sixpack of beer to the checkout counter. Lady (newbie, I think) asks to see my ID. I give her the stink-eye over my old-man glasses and grey beard but don’t argue. … Continue reading
I guess I’ll call it creating habitat.
So yesterday I put a new bucket nest in the Big Chickenhouse. The first round one was a hit. The taller square one was not. So I went with a smaller round one. It wasn’t quite deep enough to fill … Continue reading
That time Ian went gangsta…
Today’s sunnier and drier than yesterday, so that’s good. It’s also cold and windy as hell. I’m about to buckle down and get serious about making bread, but before that I rummaged around chasing a memory to cheer me up. … Continue reading
Leghorns hiding eggs…
Okay, I’ve been doing this in the Big Chickenhouse for a long time and I’m better at finding them than they are at hiding them. Plus whenever they choose a nest that’s hard on my back, the rocks come out. … Continue reading
Nothing ridiculous about this at all…
Big Brother certainly chose the right day to leave. Wish he’d taken me with him. It’s been snowing for half an hour.
When farm boys get bored…
Stolen from the Vulgar Curmudgeon, who has recently changed his address – again… I gotta say it doesn’t sound happy in operation. Questions as to longevity abound. OTOH I couldn’t have done it, so what the hell do I know?









































