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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
The Jeep is getting on my last nerve.
Looks like it’ll be headed back to the shop in town, in the fullness of time. I was so pleased with myself. I got the radiator replaced without much delay. New hoses, everything sorted out, no parts left over. With … Continue reading
The Hermit Gourmet
Regular readers know that Uncle Joel is an inveterate food hoarder. Canned meat in particular, with the exception of Spam which is a weekly staple, tends to get hoarded. Know what bad times feel like and you’ll likely hoard against … Continue reading
Well. That was…an adventure. Not in a good way.
My last laptop, on which I ran Linux, gradually became a paperweight because of my neurotic reluctance to update software. I say “I ran Linux” as if to suggest that I’m a spongy but proud computer expert capable of calmly … Continue reading
If you can’t have a backhoe/loader…
…have a friend with a backhoe/loader. Neighbor D expressed a desire to come over this afternoon and help me with a new driveway apron onto the wash. Last summer’s flash flood exposed two big rocks in bad places. One wasn’t … Continue reading
Two thirds through
This is arguably in poor taste given that I’ve vaguely heard of a winterpocalype devastating basically all of the midwest. But I think of winter proper being composed of the months of December through February, even though it’s not practically … Continue reading
The mulies are back.
All the time we were having that weather, all the deer and elk disappeared. Don’t know where they go to ride it out. But these game camera pics are dated eight days ago, and here’s a big gang of mule … Continue reading
Oddball Girl lays a blue egg
It’s common for some mail-order chicken breeders to throw a thirteenth chick in with every dozen order, and it tends to be something a bit oddball. In this case it was that one there, and for once it’s a hen. … Continue reading
Oh, you’re going to be a problem.
Maybe a week ago one of the Leghorns snuck out of the chicken house behind my back and got chased by Laddie. Yesterday it happened again, less dramatically. She ran around being annoying for a few minutes and then just … Continue reading
What a beautiful day. For once.
Neighbor D traded his single action for a semiauto, and wouldn’t you know he just had to buy a cheap 1911. But it was an excuse to go shooting, and I think that problem it had with not wanting to … Continue reading
A little too far to the right there, Joel…
This is the wash end of my driveway, as re-sculpted by last August’s flash flood… I should say the new wash end of the driveway, since the original wash end is now too steep and high for anything but a … Continue reading
Fake eggs might finally be working…
A while ago when I complained that the Leghorns don’t seem to understand what nesting boxes are for, commenter feralfae suggested leaving eggs in the boxes to give them the idea. A good idea in concept, but in practice the … Continue reading
Torso Boy auditioning for the lead in the new The Martian remake…
Check out the noble brow on my stunted ginger sidekick. “I’m a botanist! In your face, Neil Armstrong!”
I’m still here…
I never actually decided to take a weekend away from the internet, it just sort of worked out that way. Truth is I’ve been mostly sitting around looking out the window, wishing it wasn’t winter anymore. I’m going through a … Continue reading
Stoopid chicken meets not-too-bright dog.
Hilarity conspicuously fails to ensue. Beautiful morning here in Joel’s Gulch. Crystalline blue sky, hardly a breeze, a little cool but all in all a great day to get the hell out of the cabin and take your Corgi for … Continue reading
Warning: Trained professional on closed track. Do not try this at home.
I know a woman who got her hand mauled just handing a chicken carcass to an overeager Siberian tiger. I wouldn’t even have wanted to be holding the camera near this guy. He’s got a lot of faith in his … Continue reading
Mothers, tell your children…
…not to do what I have done. Of all the plumbing mistakes I have built into my infrastructure, this is the one I wish I could turn back time and fix. Because I can’t fix it any other way. What’s … Continue reading
Well done, ladies…
The leghorns are already laying enough eggs to be becoming a bit of a problem, and the size and shell quality are improving daily. I’m hoping to get out and around a bit more today… All that snow from 3 … Continue reading
Anybody missing a dog?
This is the sort of thing that would normally put me on defcon 1, but there are considerations: There have been no dog complaints from neighbors, one of those dogs is wearing a collar and none look or act like … Continue reading









































