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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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Flowers in the Desert
It’s Monsoon season, which is a pain in the ass. It’s also pretty necessary, because this is the time of year when we get the bulk of our moisture. There’s rain and snow in winter and spring, but now’s the … Continue reading
In other news, all American airports and bus and train and filling stations to be closed…
Because anyone who can be described as a traveler must be racist. Hey, why not? Traveler, USC’s mascot, comes under scrutiny for having a name similar to Robert E. Lee’s horse When Richard Saukko galloped his chalk-white Arabian horse named … Continue reading
Well played!
Once in a blue moon a chicken will do something at least vaguely suggestive of learning ability. It’s virtually always food-related. I started breakfast and noticed that my remaining bread is about to go moldy, which settled the question of … Continue reading
Hm.
Might come in handy someday… Hey, Little Bear! I’ve got a new trick for you to learn… h/t to Carl.
I had to stop painting the Lair when I was denounced by the Gulch’s Committee* on Cultural Compliance…
Yeah, they accused me of pretending to be a Person of Color. 😉 Thank you, you’re wonderful. I’ll be here all week. Don’t forget to tip the borscht and try the waitresses. — *You know you’re living some semblance of … Continue reading
And another sigh. Spam again.
This is why I like canned meat… Second Monday in a row the local food market’s meat reefer’s been broken down. I had my mouth set for some roast chicken, but it’s Spam again this week. Fortunately Big Brother restocked … Continue reading
Sigh. Seems like all I do is spend money these days…
See this? This was totally not in the budget. That’s what I get for being fastidious, for doing normal, ordinary maintenance. Yeah. A slob would not have needed to buy a new waterer. Calcium scale had really built up on … Continue reading
You’ve got to wonder…
…about the efficiency and thoroughness of some people’s thought processes. That’s all. ETA: Meanwhile, it has been revealed that 90% of America’s neo-nazis live in secret underground bunkers.
Comes a time when age trumps tradition, like it or not.
Big Brother has always liked waterbeds. He had one in 1970 when I was in high school and lived with him. He has one now. But alas… Unsurprisingly, [Big Brother’s wife’s] health has been quite questionable since our trip. Our … Continue reading
Care packages!
Landlady’s schedule got bumped up a week and though I knew these packages were in transit I was so sure they wouldn’t be here this weekend I had already planned to spend money I really can’t afford on wire. But … Continue reading
So. Scenario: You’ve invited some traditionalist Australian aborigines over for brunch and only then get to wondering…
“…but what do they eat?” Amazon.com to the rescue! Or something. I can’t imagine what else you’re expected to do with honest-to-god ground-up crickets. I do not recall how this got in my tabs, but it was too good not … Continue reading
“First they came for the Nazis…”
History doesn’t always repeat itself but it does often rhyme. First they came for the Communists, and I did not speak out—Because I was not a Communist. Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—Because … Continue reading
Let us now praise Akiba Horowitz.
All this flashlight talk has had me thinking about them – like, where did the word “flashlight” come from anyway? The English call them “electric torches,” which is at least more descriptive. It turns out there’s an answer, related directly … Continue reading
LED bulbs rule, illustrated.
I got to playing around with something last night, since at the moment the Lair sports working examples of the three main types of lightbulb. I used to use Compact Fluorescent bulbs exclusively, because while LED bulbs with standard sockets … Continue reading
Well, there it is.
The best thing on the Internet today. fa and antifa are about as different as dems and repubs. Which is to say you can tell them apart basically only by the flags and certain fringe policy positions. I’ll say this, … Continue reading
“The Revolution will be complete when the language is perfect.”
So wrote George Orwell, and reading his book when I was a kid I never really understood why he pounded away at language so. I was only in it for the story; he was trying to make an important point. … Continue reading
Wow. You guys have weird problems out there.
Yeah, I got nuttin’ today but my stats page tells me I shouldn’t ignore the blog just because I have nothing constructive to say. So here’s a random image I stole from the Internet.
Now I just need twelve small bolts…
…and maybe then I can finish the Lair’s first coat. There’s the scaffold… …and there’s the reason I’m not up on the scaffold right now. I promised to replace the platform in return for the loan of the scaffold. It … Continue reading









































