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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
Okay. Yeah. When you’re right, you’re right.
For all that I enjoy – and actually try to make a point in my own life of – decrying the evils of rampant nationalism, I confess I also catch myself making fun of Europeans. Just because. I mean, when … Continue reading
Hey, remember a few months ago when DC was dragged (almost literally) kicking and screaming…
…into finally issuing concealed carry licenses? I got to wondering how that was going. And to my utter shock, I learned that you still can’t get one. Making it difficult wasn’t enough for them: It’s literally impossible. The police decided … Continue reading
Break time, I guess…
We were all out together earlier while I washed some clothes, but then I came in to work on the book (yes, really) and it’s such a pretty day the boys weren’t interested in keeping me company. Until about 12:30, … Continue reading
You never really finish, you just run out of time.
I heard a movie director on a DVD say that once, and I had to chuckle. I used to work with deadlines all the time and can testify to the truth of it. Everything needs one last addition, one last … Continue reading
On building a cabin with a loft
In 2009, with the help of some friends, I put up the shell of what I sincerely hope is my last home – designed in accordance with a premise I already knew was incorrect. Originally I planned a structure with … Continue reading
“How can you screw up Moon Nazis,” Part Zwei
It’s been more than two years since I saw Iron Sky, the long-promised satirical epic with moon nazis in it. The psychic scars had almost healed over, until this morning. This morning I learned that somebody’s trying to crowdsource funds … Continue reading
Yes, I agree. It’s completely frivolous and meaningless.
On the other hand I don’t have anything else going on so far this morning and need to blog something. So for the record, according to this five-dimentional policial* compass I have learned the following vital fact about myself: — … Continue reading
Boy, you people who actually work for a living…
Well…it’s too much like work, is all.Most of my chores are simple, not very time-consuming, and can be handled in such a way that most of what I’ll ironically call my ‘activity’ is indistinguishable from sloth. But sometimes through no … Continue reading
Would you spend $900 to vacation in northern Minnesota – in February?
Then you have a much higher tolerance for winter than I do, is all I’m saying. In fact, despite or possibly because of having been born & raised in Michigan, the whole concept of ‘winter sports are fun’ always escaped … Continue reading
If you don’t want to be eaten…
…stop acting like food. Remember a couple of years ago when the news reported a rash of coyote attacks in the Northeast? They never really stopped, it seems, and people around here find it perplexing. We’re up to our collective … Continue reading
The Happy Place
I was out doing laundry this morning and noticed I hadn’t seen Ghost in a while. Looked around and couldn’t find him – until he sat up. Fritz, Landlady’s German Shepherd, used to do this. That was a dog that … Continue reading
Takin’ care of the animals
Neighbor D had to go see a doctor in the Big City. Since he and L are never separated, somebody had to take care of their animals. Enter “Somebody.” 🙂 Their two dogs are stuck in their kennels for two … Continue reading
Remember, remember…
Remember remember the fifth of November Gunpowder, treason and plot. I see no reason why gunpowder, treason Should ever be forgot… Kinda sad that I can’t even make a joke here without fearing that the men in black will show … Continue reading
Well! Thank goodness that’s over.
Except of course it never really is. And now we can look forward to two happy years of hearing about Hillary Clinton. But every now and then, election season do bring us something heartwarming. So wash your mind out with … Continue reading
Stoke, dammit! Stoke!
Winter came by to say hello yesterday. Just a little, of course – it’s only early November. But it was enough to have me up in the loft laying on my one hoarded set of flannel sheets and the whole … Continue reading
I’ve seen marriages like this.
They didn’t end well. Still, that old sense of obligation is there. It is not that my vote counts or that I really care who wins. That’s not my fault. Forces beyond my control have made my citizenship worthless. What … Continue reading
Democrats: Vote or we’ll kick your ass.
If George Orwell were a democrat party operative, he might write a fictional character who would write this letter. But not even the character would be stupid enough to send it. The New York State Democratic Committee is bullying people … Continue reading
Huh. It happened again this year.
I spent so much time decorating the Lair for Halloween yesterday that I never even posted, and then not a single lost child wandered by. The boys must continue to struggle by with dry dogfood. I’m starting to question the … Continue reading
Forgotten Weapons Swag
Ian has set up preorders for his 2015 Forgotten Weapons calendar here. Buy early, buy often.









































