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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
Yes, please.
This is a wonderful idea. You should get right on this, Mr. Bal, and so should all your friends. Further, I would count it a personal favor if you would consider boycotting my state first. I propose that people like … Continue reading
They wouldn’t listen to the fact that I was a genius/The man say we got all that we can use…
Once in a while I get a freelance writing gig. Never mind where or for whom, that’s not important. I get to write something! The bulk of my writing career has been work-for-hire, and I got over the desire for … Continue reading
Here we go again…
Every Spring, just to celebrate, I make a futile attempt at getting food plants to grow. On the rare, pathetic occasions when I momentarily succeed, something comes along and eats it. This time I’m getting a little more serious. I’ve … Continue reading
“Hey, Joel! I’ve got five young ladies here who are dying to meetchew!”
If all proceeds as I have foreseen, they’ll be here next weekend along with some Cornish game hens who are not destined for a long life. Also, (and this is one of those ironies of chicken-raising I suppose I’d better … Continue reading
You paid $450 for that plain t-shirt because it’s supposed to be wrinkled?
All righty, then. This is the sort of article my eye would normally slide right past. I read it only because the title mentioned $5 Hanes T-shirts, which they sell at Dollar General and is the absolute apex of cedar … Continue reading
Is this going to be an annual thing? Like Assault Weapons Awareness Week or something?
Dianne Feinstein pushes for semi-automatic rifle import ban The woman needs to get out of the house. See some friends, have a few laughs. I ask you… Is this the face of a happy person? And what’s with “ban this, … Continue reading
Interesting!
Hey, if you like good fiction, check this place out. I read three short stories here this afternoon, and two of them were fantastic!* Supposedly it’s ideological… Enter Liberty Island Media. Liberty Island’s mission is to find the very best … Continue reading
Fred Phelps, Rest. in. a Hot Place.
Westboro Baptist Church Leader Fred Phelps Dies Westboro Baptist Church founder Fred Phelps has died, aged 84, of an as-yet-undisclosed illness… I don’t know either, but I’m gonna go with an excess of bile.
Here’s Ian in his element.
Not too many people who know him well ever let Ian get any momentum in talking about how weird, obscure and/or historic firearms work, because like that train we discussed earlier it can be hard to get him to stop. … Continue reading
Everybody loves you when you’ve got something to give, but…
H/T to Mike R.
This must be the slowest-motion trainwreck in the history of…everything.
Joel’s Political Prognostication of the Day: When America becomes a one-party state, all mention of the word “Obamacare” will be punishable by summary execution. Once our masters have the power not to be reminded of this disaster, they will choose … Continue reading
From the “people throw away the damndest things” files
As far as I know the thing in the foreground is of use only to truckers with flatbed trailers. But I happen to know a cash-strapped trucker with a flatbed who might be happy to have it, so I’ll see. … Continue reading
Yeah, sometimes preppers do weird shit. So?
You wanna freak a dog right the hell out? When he whines to be let in, come to the door wearing one of these. No, I wasn’t (just) playing Doomsday Prepper. For reasons lost in the foggy mists of time, … Continue reading
The Douchebag Strikes Back
You’ve probably seen this… Have you seen this? No more Mr. Nice Guy.
Aw, crap.
I got out of the habit of testing my yeast, because it always worked. So two days ago I baked bread and had what could most definitely be termed a failure to rise… I keep the bulk of my yeast … Continue reading
Just a long-ass day.
The eye doctor told me what I already knew, that the left eye is healing up very nicely. Come back in two weeks, and maybe we’ll talk prescription. sigh. D&L always plan their trips to the big town around my … Continue reading
I’d like to be done with this now, please.
Gotta go back to the big town about 50 miles away for the one-week checkup on last week’s eye surgery. This one has gone a helluva lot better than the first, so much better I could actually get through life … Continue reading
The spin is not strong with this one, Pt. 2
I’ve said it before: I have no claim to moral superiority here because I find the act of lying about comically bad performance quite familiar. But when I was a manager I didn’t have a brazillian-dollar staff dedicated to helping … Continue reading
It’ll be really nice, if I see it in my lifetime.
L went off with H yesterday to look at a used horse trailer (which will be something else for me to clean, but that’s another topic.) Coincidentally I was there when that date was made, so I said to D, … Continue reading
The hoop-shed’s revenge
Several years ago my neighbor J put up the first hoop-shed any of us had seen around here. A hoop-shed is just a bunch of stock fencing bent in a semicircle, held in place with fence rails and covered with … Continue reading









































