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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
Tobie’s sole apparent superpower…
Tobie is a virtuous dog, for the most part. Still a dog, though. So of course the one thing he does with superlative skill involves theft of food. Yesterday, like today, we swung by the freezer at Ian’s Cave to … Continue reading
One of those gadgets you don’t need often…
…but when you do need it, no expedient works half as well. And it’s unobtrusive and relatively cheap, and I wish I’d known of its existence 15 years ago. Last winter when I was blundering around trying to figure out … Continue reading
Unhelpful, but promptly so.
So yesterday I got a reply from Holosun concerning the screws that came with my new optic. They asked me to describe the screws I required, which was a stumper: If I could technically describe the screws I have, I … Continue reading
Tobie and I have different walkie philosophies
Completely different. I’m there to let him have some exercise and a poop. He’s there to smell the neighborhood. In careful, thorough, leisurely detail. Missing nothing. Every goddam bush. Occasionally making marginal notes. Sometimes indulging in a vociferous retort. Clearly … Continue reading
[Expletive] I am very disappointed.
Having decided that I do like the Arex as my new carry pistol after all, but really don’t like the optic it’s attached to, I did something extremely bourgeois… I purchased another, better optic. The optic of my dreams, actually, … Continue reading
Senior Day at the Palace of Food…
…is the big event for the day, and I have to go do that in a few minutes. I’ve just been sitting around most of this week, no special reason, just stocked up on dowanna, hence the sparse blogging. But … Continue reading
Tobie’s Excellent Morning
After changing the bedding first thing this morning I had a bunch of laundry to wash. Brought it up to the washing machine at Ian’s Cave and this was going to take a while, so there was no point heading … Continue reading
“Ha ha ha! Beautiful!”
I expected to either hear the bedroom heater working during the night – or not. Instead I slept like a stone for nine hours and wouldn’t have noticed if the heater had played a Sousa march. But upon waking I … Continue reading
Hm. I maybe fixed the bedroom heater?
Actually sat down and read the manual, which suggested that cleaning the pilot light’s supply pipe and orifice could be an annual requirement what with spiders and whatnot. That got my attention – I mean it was unlikely to be … Continue reading
Uh oh…
Monsoon hasn’t left us alone yet – Yesterday afternoon we got wind and quite a lot of rain, and this morning it’s gloomy and cool… So cool, in fact, that I just caught myself digging out a light hoodie. At … Continue reading
And that’s why we can’t have nice things anymore…
In my various travails breaking in and getting used to this plastic striker 9mm I have of course had attacks of nostalgia for my very nice S&W m69 revolver. Why did I decide to take this painful journey to present-day … Continue reading
Oh lord that took forever…
Well, the first thing that went wrong was that the food processor stored at Ian’s place, which I dragged back to the Lair, flat didn’t work when plugged in. So I ended up dicing all those pear sections I’d previously … Continue reading
Cutting up the pears…
Except for a few I picked just a couple of days ago, the pears have softened up nicely so this morning I quartered and cored them. Since there were many very small pears this took me like an hour and … Continue reading
Beautiful morning for a bike ride…
This afternoon will be sweaty, rumbly and possibly wet, if all the other afternoons this week are any guide. But it’s sunny, still and relatively cool this morning, and Big Brother sent me a package, so let’s go for a … Continue reading
“Too much glass”
My complicated plan for getting a trailer-load of trash to the landfill went off without a hitch. Asked the guy at the gate where I should unload the panels – he said there was too much glass for the scrapyard, … Continue reading
I think the four scrap solar panels did it…
I do what I can to minimize trash buildup, but… …trash does build up, and sooner or later it has to go somewhere. Since I don’t (officially) drive, and I really don’t drive (on pavement) so much that the prospect … Continue reading
Over-rose a bit, but at least it didn’t fall…
What was left of my bread was getting a bit funky at breakfast this morning, and there was no Monday water run, so I decided to hit the baking early while it’s still cool. I learned to bake my own … Continue reading
Boot Hill gets some business…
Our neighborhood cemetery started out as a family cemetery, mostly for pets, and grew from there. Since 2008 it only contained one human. But the Gulch has experienced a rash of deaths in the past few months, and… …now there … Continue reading
Got the rest of the pears picked…
Whacked back the weeds, pruned off a bunch of suckers and gave it a good mulching of old chicken shit and rotted straw. Judging from that 6 foot ladder the pear tree is roughly 12 feet tall now, certainly getting … Continue reading
Brass in all directions…
One of the signs of a quality firearm, long or short, is a nice neat pile of brass consistently thrown in the same place. Or at least that’s what I always thought. My new Arex doesn’t agree. Yesterday afternoon I … Continue reading