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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
Total Fail.
Yes, that’s the tractor on the side of the road. It ran so very well yesterday. I HATE INTERMITTENT FAULTS! The one thing I know for sure is that fuel is entering the injector pump very enthusiastically, leaving it not … Continue reading
Plan B – So as not to curse the darkness
I built the Lair with a failed electrical system in mind – it was one of the few things I got right from the start. An off-grid solar power system is like a boat in one sense: It is a … Continue reading
Brilliant Success!
Been a while since I started ol’ Gulchy up. Engine’s fine, but the battery seems to have died. I have an old marine battery I use for such occasions, it seems pretty much immortal. But it’s too tall and the … Continue reading
Stay tuned, I’m off to do something loud and possibly disastrous.
Neighbor J has conned me – against my outspoken better judgment – into helping him move a 20′ cargo container (tare weight just north of 5000 pounds) by dragging it with Ian’s tractor, the mighty and geriatric Gulchendiggensmoothen. This will … Continue reading
Y’know, I keep a careful count…
…of the eggs coming from the chickens in the Big Chickenhouse and also the Fortress of Attitude. And I have noticed – and commented to Landlady – that the count from her chickens was dropping. Now I know why, of … Continue reading
I’ve fallen prey to one of the classic blunders!
When the eggs started arriving, they showed up all over the place. So I looked all over the place. Then the ladies settled down and started using the nesting boxes exclusively…or so it seemed. And so I foolishly relaxed. Y’know … Continue reading
“Hell no, we won’t go?”
So how’s Obamacare doing these days? I don’t hear much about it since the furor over that dumb website died down. Not so hot, it seems. And certainly not because of those nefarious republicans. As February draws near, things don’t … Continue reading
I made the right choice for once…
I have one 230 A/h battery sitting on the floor of the powershed, and the original plan was to go ahead and connect it to my one remaining sorta-good 186 A/h battery. That battery is deteriorating so quickly I’m glad … Continue reading
I ain’t scared o’no ghost…
Heh. H/T to Unc. ETA: Click here if you don’t get the joke…
…and then I felt like the worst human being on the planet…
Sometimes Uncle Joel has a bad day. You know the sort of day I mean, you probably have them too. Nothing goes quite right, then something goes wrong, then something goes worse, and your mood gets darker and darker, and … Continue reading
Our story so far…
A couple of years ago a friend sold me two good used six-volt deep-cycle marine batteries for a price so low it was virtually charity, and they have done me good service since the big electrical system rebuild of 2012. … Continue reading
Normal. Abbie Normal.
You know how people spend a few days in the boonies and can’t wait to get back to civilization? There’s nothing to do, it’s too quiet, their cell reception sucks, there’s a thousand good reasons. That’s how you know they’re … Continue reading
Questions I never thought I’d ask…
What exactly does a “smart toilet” do better than a dumb one? In California I knew a guy in the movie biz who had networked his whole house. First time I ever saw a connected toaster, first time I ever … Continue reading
Good times, bad times, you know I’ve had my share…
Hanging around the phone this morning, waiting for word on the Jeep. Shop owner has promised an extensive list of other ways in which the poor thing has been neglected, none of which are likely to come as a surprise. … Continue reading
Ghost the Wimp
In fairness, Ghost is not actually a wimp. He’s not as young as he used to be, not as fast, not as prone to think picking a fight with a wildcat or enraging a Mexican long-horned cow with a calf … Continue reading
Me, I just trigger the claymores and go back to sleep.
Conversations in the little town nearest where I live can be startling. My neighbor Geiger Counter Guy followed me in his Toyota as I limped Landlady’s Jeep over roads it hasn’t visited since T died almost six years ago to … Continue reading
I knew I should have just gone ahead and ordered a rotor…
…and that’s all I have to say about that. Jeep’s spending its first night in a shop since I met it.









































