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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
Such a good boy…
Nearly every day I think, “He minds so well. And he’s not that young anymore. Is this dumb leash still really so essential?” And then I come to my senses. He’s obedient to the leash because he knows it’s there … Continue reading
Didja ever…
Didja ever wake up, rub your eyes, hop over to the window and say, … “Huh. Okay.” It’s still coming down hard. Wonder how much we’ll get? It’s a great time for it – the guests are all gone so … Continue reading
My god, that’s lame…
Ian left me with a copy of The Last Jedi, a movie I was contractually obligated to watch at some point. Figured I may as well get it over with, and finished it maybe an hour ago. Which is why … Continue reading
Let me just take a moment to…
I really don’t have anything this morning, but it’s Monday and a post is obligatory. Just getting the cynicism out in the open there. The other day I mentioned Ian’s video channels, and yesterday afternoon I realized what a treat … Continue reading
Ian gets his face in the paper!
I wanted to ask Ian, when I had a chance to chat with him yesterday, how those new YouTube restrictions on gun content were going to affect his Forgotten Weapons and InRangeTV channels. Turns out if I paid any attention … Continue reading
An unexpected chore, and a useful care package
I was supposed to help tile Landlady’s tub surround this afternoon but things changed and freed up that time. Fortunately there was another chore to fill it, and I’d wondered before whether I’d be able to get that chore done … Continue reading
Rosemary bread: First, catch some rosemary.
Landlady likes my rosemary bread. She’s hosting a little get-together tomorrow and asked me to bake some. Glad I didn’t wait till tomorrow. Rosemary is one of the very few non-native plants I’ve seen do well here. A hard winter … Continue reading
There’s a skill I grew up never thinking I’d need…
I’m from Detroit. If I’d ever been presented with a couple of hay hooks I’d have presumed they were a sort of weapon. I knew from the moment my feet hit the floor it was going to be a busy … Continue reading
What a treasure that man is.
Iowahawk: Homeless Junkie Killed Jumping In Front of Robot Car Carrying Trans Armed Robber is the most 2018 story ever I’m never coming out of the desert again. Never ever ever. And if I ever see a driverless car out … Continue reading
Karma, kids. Do you speak it?
“When we demanded totalitarianism, we meant for OTHER people! WAH!” 😛 CAUTION: The link below opens with a picture of David Hogg’s face, in case you’ve grown as weary of looking at it as other rational people have. Sheesh, talk … Continue reading
QoD – “She’s either incredibly gullible or part of the problem” edition.
I don’t have the imagination to make this person up. “I think this clearly shows the effect of his attacks on governmental institutions, on the government itself,” [Washington Bureau Chief for USA Today, Susan] Page said. “This is not to … Continue reading
From the “People throw away the damndest things” file…
I tried setting up a summer oven outdoors, scrounged from a scrapped-out RV. It worked, sort of. For a while. Not very well. It didn’t like being outdoors, that’s for sure. In early winter a neighbor asked me to haul … Continue reading
Critters not happy about game camera…
I’m never entirely sure what will and won’t trigger the game camera. What is certain, though, is that predators at least can see the IR flash. I’ve never gotten a nighttime pic of a coyote who wasn’t reacting to the … Continue reading
Now if it could just stay like this all year…
Windows are open today, for sure. What a lovely day. This is the sort of place where, if a juniper branch is getting in your way, you can just throw your saw in the Jeep and go cut it off. … Continue reading
Beautiful, busy morning.
Having been up for a few hours in the middle of the night, of course I overslept. Got a text from Neighbor L at 7:30 that it was laundry day, which meant I had to get going. Absolutely perfect day … Continue reading
You deserve a better class of hermit.
Other hermits have life-changing spiritual epiphanies. I’m told. I wake up at midnight with “My Baby’s In Love With Eddie Vedder” stuck in my head. Humming the accordion solo.









































