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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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…and then the Visigoths want an apology from the Muslims…
…oh, wait. Are there any Visigoths left? This sounded so silly, and the source from which I saw it this morning is so sketchy, that I spent a few minutes following rabbit holes to see if I could find a … Continue reading
I wish I was a landscape photographer…
Once upon a time, way back when I was a real person, I had a 35mm camera body and a bunch of half-decent lenses and a casual, half-assed desire to learn landscape photography. This was way before digital photography meant … Continue reading
“These are our solutions.”
Oh, no. Oh, God, I’ve stumbled into the next target for my daily political 2-minute hate sessions. I KEEP SAYING I’M GOING TO STOP DOING THIS! But… I suppose it was inevitable. The newest endless prez campaign has begun – … Continue reading
Another “breezy” day…
And it’s getting worse by the hour: When the wind gets this way there are disadvantages to being downwind of all that sand. So I’m probably going to go visit the chickens one last time and then spend the afternoon … Continue reading
Ruger 22/45: I like that the instructions actually include an injunction to…
“Mind your language.” Yes, it’s that time of year again. That time that all Ruger Mark Whatever owners dread more than being invited by your wife to go see a screening of Dead Poet’s Society. It’s absolutely time to stop … Continue reading
On sentimentality in a chicken flock…
Okay, so my sick girl was still alive this morning, but still obviously very sick. I’m surprised she hung on as long as she did, because normally when a hen puts her face to the wall she’s dead within a … Continue reading
I know I said I was going to back off on this sort of thing…
…but I didn’t promise to stop entirely. Bullets vs. belly laughs, you know…
Gotta go murder a hen…
One of the RIRs is dying, and if she made it through the night I have to finish her off this morning. So I have that to look forward to. And while that’s not really funny in any way, I … Continue reading
Blossoms! In March!
Yup, it has been in the seventies for three straight days. Yesterday it brushed 80o briefly! And you know what that means, boys and girls… That’s right! The pear tree, the single survivor of our five-year-ago experiment in fruit trees, … Continue reading
New Zealand needs to practice Safe Legislation.
It’s like divine retribution or something, it’s so virulently contagious. Jacinda Ardern goes into a bathhouse with Justin Trudeau for just a few minutes and the next thing you know a bunch of Canadians who never hurt anybody are being … Continue reading
Good advice for hunters – and a cautionary tale for grammarians…
h/t to Wendy
Elk and bobcat at the cattle waterer…
A couple of antler-less bulls… And a putty tat!
Liquid Refreshment…
Your Patreon bucks at work. 100# cracked corn, 50# layer pellets. 15 gallons gasoline, 14 gallons propane, 9 gallons drinking water. And a frozen pizza. No bourbon. Wouldn’t have fit in the Jeep. 🙂
Landlady offered an addendum to yesterday’s Bernie Sanders rant…
“This is what real action to stop gun violence looks like!” gushed ol’ Bernie as a foreign head of state apparently banned all further gun violence with a wave of her majestic scepter. Bernie thought that was a fine idea, … Continue reading
Unexpected care package post!
Landlady came up yesterday evening, and to my surprise announced that she had care packages! I wasn’t expecting anything at all, since the two packages I knew about missed the deadline. By hours, because Uncle Murphy is a dick. Won’t … Continue reading
So that’s what a portable computer does…
Last year Big Brother bought me a reconditioned MacBook Air. It is … I believe it’s the fourth laptop computer I’ve owned in the past fifteen years or so and the closest to a new one I’ve ever owned. Laptops … Continue reading
Nyet, Tovarich.
Yeah, I know “take on the NRA” is just worship-words for the rubes. Hell, you do too – you probably have drinks with your local NRA lobbyist after “work,” don’t you? But forget the NRA. It’s the gunowners you have … Continue reading
Ian brings the rifle porn…
Oh! Yeah, baby… I confess to my shame that I was never any good at all at long-range precision shooting – I’ve had a couple of rifles that were more competent than I ever was but never found access to … Continue reading









































