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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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Laddie’s reaction was pretty much the same…
I’m playing with something here – Mark M. sent four of these radio-controlled rats in the belief that dogs would find them entertaining. Landlady immediately wanted one, and sent me a video of Dharma’s reaction. I never tried a smartphone … Continue reading
That was simpler than it had any right to be…
The weather has turned beautiful again and I’ve been out since 10 digging up the yard valve. I had this great elaborate plan that required rebuilding that whole bunch of plumbing, I’m now not sure why. At last, having gotten … Continue reading
Again with the weather…
I’m writing this from the driver’s seat of the Jeep on my phone up on a ridgetop high enough to be more or less line-of-sight to the town, unable to get any useful signal at the cabin or yard down … Continue reading
I think it must be true that ML never watched videos…
She always said she never did. Guess it’s so, because… If I’m sitting there watching a video or movie and a dog barks in the recording? Torso Boy, who hates all dogs not himself, wants an immediate explanation. No other … Continue reading
(snort) Um…Slate? I don’t think “triumph” means what you think it means.
Seriously, not a parody. At the risk of exposing the innate sexism of my white cis male privilege, I’d like to point out that Scarlett Johansson was easily the best thing about Iron Man II. Because nobody does a mediocre … Continue reading
I’ve been sitting all winter, and my wind is shot…
Warmest day so far this year, and I’m out of excuses… I’m going to wait until Sunday to tear up the plumbing because the weather is going to get colder and besides it’s virtually certain I’ll be missing something essential … Continue reading
Sometimes Torso Boy wants to come with…
It’s funny – I’ve never cared for a dog out here that didn’t freaking love a Jeep ride. If I wanted to hurt Little Bear’s feelings to where he might need hours to forgive me, all I needed to do … Continue reading
You know how people say, “It isn’t you, it’s me…”
…when what they always really mean is, “It’s you?” Private to Sportsman’s Warehouse: It’s you. I hate shopping online almost as much as I hate shopping period. Different reasons, of course. I mean, it’s me. Completely. I’m neurotic about filling … Continue reading
Another beautiful day…
Not as warm as yesterday, but until just now it was hardly windy at all. It was so nice in fact that my morning walk to see to the chickens wasn’t enough for me. It’s Monday, so I had to … Continue reading
Oh, it’s nice to get outside…
There’s been a whole long list of little chores piling up, and I’ve been ignoring it because none of the items on the list were all that important and the weather has continued to suck. Seriously: Despite appearances, the gulch … Continue reading
Looks like somebody’s been clubbing baby Corgis for their fur again…
H/T Wendy McElroy, of course. I just woke up after nearly 11 hours’ sleep, which followed being pretty much incoherent for much of the afternoon. I’m either catching a cold or the wind stirred up something that got my sinuses … Continue reading
Well, at least it wasn’t one of those automatic Glocks…
You know, the ones that fire of their own volition, either randomly for suppressive fire or at targets the pistol finds threatening. Those, you should never leave unattended in a bathroom.
Oh, this is sad. Remember porcupine dog?
I thought he looked kind of familiar but I only saw that one picture and he could have been almost any dog. Also, in late January the game camera saw three dogs cavorting around the cattle waterer. Porcupine dog was … Continue reading
Winter is over!
It’s March 1! No further flake of snow may fall, and no outdoor temperature may be expressed by any number beginning with a figure lower than 4! I have constructed a giant bonfire in the yard to consume all heavy … Continue reading
How do you use stacking rods?
I’ve mentioned that I’m currently copy editing Ian’s new book on historic French military rifles. Inside, there are frequent references to something called a stacking rod. I’m old enough to know what a stacking rod is, but as days went … Continue reading
Second-pushiest dog I ever met…
“Will you stop? I’m trying to get dressed.” “I know! That’s what’s upsetting me.” It has become a thing lately. If I’m sitting on the bed with my first cup, watching the latest Project Lightening video, Torso Boy is perfectly … Continue reading
Blue eggs and toast
Oddball Girl has developed into a little blue egg laying machine, though it seems her product is never going to grow to a standard size… I mostly leave these for Neighbor L. But I’ve seen references to a difference in … Continue reading
Okay, this is ridiculous…
I can barely connect and can’t post pics at all so I can’t show you what I wanted, which wasn’t very important anyway. I’m fine, but nothing is going on here except chickens and walkies and me sitting at a … Continue reading
What a beautiful morning!
Took a detour up the ridge on my way to chicken chores to turn on the well pump, and then impulsively decided to take the long way around. By the time I got home it was a sweaty hour out … Continue reading









































