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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
Suiting up, moving out…
Looks like I might be doing this more often for the next month or two. And y’know, in the summer it’s really no big deal. But in winter I always tend to get a bit … hermittier. As the season … Continue reading
I don’t really believe it. But why take a chance?
Stolen from KurtP.
Things that make you go “Nom nom nom.”
Yesterday afternoon I was in the Big Chickenhouse with Landlady’s Brahmas, making some revisions to the nesting arrangement. Some of them have taken to sleeping on the top shelf and raining copious chickenshit down onto/into the milk crates where the … Continue reading
It’s true what they say, you know…
Chickens is so stoopid. This guy’s gonna end up named “My Manservant Cato,” because he has taken to attacking me at every opportunity. For which he always gets a good swift kick, which always seems to come as a complete … Continue reading
Oh, and BTW…
Happy new year! I hope 2013 was excellent for you, and 2014 is even better.
A-hunting we will go, a-hunting we will go…
Not really, I wouldn’t know where to start. But I’ll certainly pay more attention to the tracks while I’m out and about this morning. The thing that makes me lean away from coyotes or bobcats is D&L’s dog Butch. He’s … Continue reading
For I am the baddest SOB in the valley and all the other SOBs know it…
…except there may be a new one, and I’m going to have to go explain it to him. It happens from time to time. Mostly the only predators we have to deal with around here are the coyotes, and the … Continue reading
And…sometimes you do surgery on yourself.
Hey, y’know how the smart kids are always telling us not to stand too close to a metallic target? This one’s mine. I welded it up sometime in 2007. It spent several years out in the wash, then I moved … Continue reading
Wow, you guys rock
Less than a week ago I was $1500 from having what I needed to get both eyes operated on. I thought I might try to put together some sort of fund-raiser after the holidays to see if that would work, … Continue reading
Rule #1: Don’t be a dick.
Tam starts fun arguments. I guess I shouldn’t laugh: I OC day and night, except when I don’t, and it’s just about the only subject on which there’s an official TUAK policy, to wit: There is no Official TUAK policy … Continue reading
A beautiful sunny Sunday…
Landlady went back to the city, Ghost came home, there’s nothing going on anywhere on the Intertubz, and I’m hoping the reloading shack warms up enough that I can fill some of those hundreds of sized and primed .44 cases … Continue reading
Christmas comes to the Secret Lair
Frequent Reader Tim sent three boxes, tightly sealed, and I didn’t know what was going to be in them but it’s always fun to find out. There was…well, there was just a buttload of stuff. Spices and doggie toys, a … Continue reading
Y’all want to see something funny?
The Brahmas aren’t getting enough water, since their water nipple keeps freezing up. (Also having just one nipple per bucket isn’t working out. I’ve got more coming.) Those of you who have raised chickens know that you can’t just pour … Continue reading
My own kind of freedom: I try not to bother being “anti.”
Not too much, anyway. Not too often. It’s a process. 🙂 (This kind of turned into Joel’s Year-End Ultrapost, and there’s nothing here you haven’t seen before. Go do something more useful.) You know what I mean. The worst thing … Continue reading
“You are older than 21, right?”
It’s funny how sometimes the closest a guy can come to the ‘spirit of Christmas,’ whatever that is, he finds at a Wal-Mart. First time I tried to buy a bottle of booze at Wally World, the check-out lady demanded … Continue reading
Tilt
Well, I had wondered. Ever since the electrical system rebuild, my inverter has shut itself down due to low voltage exactly twice – before this morning. Both times were due to profligate behavior on my part following cloudy weather. But … Continue reading
Busy morning…
I forgot to bring the waterer in from the Fortress of Attitude last night, and so now it’s thawing in the sink. The Two Ladies still aren’t laying eggs, but they require the same amount of care. That usually only … Continue reading
Practice Random Kindness and Senseless Acts of Beauty.
(This is a repeat of a post from a couple of years ago. Just seemed apropos. You guys have a really good day.) From Bill St. Clair: A Sweet Lesson on Patience. I didn’t pick up any more passengers that … Continue reading
When a lady asks you to disrobe, what do you do about your .45?
No, seriously. It’s been a long time since anybody asked me to take my clothes off. And this lady apparently didn’t have anything carnal in mind, which was a damned shame. Somehow a serious eye examination has come to include … Continue reading
A hermit in Wally World on Christmas Eve…
I did remain unfreaked long enough to pick up my glaucoma prescription, then fight my way to the entertainment section, get a mem card reader for the camera and actually make my way through checkout. That’s been on the “big … Continue reading









































