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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
The people responsible for shooting this video have been sacked.
Now that things seem to have cleared up a bit, I have to go. But I want to say a word about Ian’s newest video. People familiar with Forgotten Weapons may be aware that Ian is a southpaw, and may … Continue reading
Issues…
We are experiencing technical difficulties. Please shelter in place and cooperate with the authorities. The hoarders and wreckers shall not prevail!
What is best in life?
It’s the little things. In a life on the economic edge, tiny things you once so took for granted as not even to notice become huge. Because they were never really small at all, you know. Things like surpluses. After … Continue reading
I dedicate this song to the world I left behind.
Ex-wives and traffic lights Busted pipes and busted hopes Politicians and lying bosses (but I repeat myself) Who promise whatever it takes for you to crawl in that bear’s cave But all you hope is the paycheck don’t bounce And … Continue reading
Activists! What is best in life?
From here, via Borepatch. Mine’s better. Holy synchronicity, Batman, I was watching Conan just last night. The DVD’s still in the drive.
“Men are evil, pathetic, violent whiners. M’kay?”
I guess it’s better than “all men are rapists,” though the writer probably agrees with that canard, too. From Boston to Baghdad, from Kabul to Korea, from Aurora to Newtown, the world is imperiled by angry men feeling disrespected, their … Continue reading
Private to Donkey Jay…
I forgot to mention – your package arrived safe. I thank you, my co-workers thank you, and the boys think you’re a god.
What I believed when I was a little boy, redux…
A few months ago I posted a meditation on how boyhood beliefs are betrayed as one grows older. Something else I was taught when I was a little boy: There are two signs of a nation that has drifted or … Continue reading
I’m a sucker for the classics…
When I was a little boy, this was the way spacecraft were supposed to behave. They were supposed to be prettier about it, though. The bullet-shaped airframe, the swoopy tail fins, I suppose those will be on the working model? … Continue reading
Those explosives used oxygen too, you know…
I can’t even believe this. I examined it from all sides for signs of satire, detected none. Williams-Sonoma Pulls Pressure Cookers Off Shelves in Massachusetts Williams-Sonoma, the specialty retailer of home furnishings and gourmet cookware with over 250 stores in … Continue reading
Agua!
Yay! It wasn’t there yesterday, but as of this morning I’ve got actual running water in the Secret Lair! Also I think I fixed the Jeep, though I’ll have to put a few miles on it to be sure. Got … Continue reading
Our Moment of Culture
After the uprising of the 17th June The Secretary of the Writers Union Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee Stating that the people Had forfeited the confidence of the government And could win it back only By redoubled efforts. Would … Continue reading
Joel, Hero of the People
After we (oh, how I hope) fixed the well pump, Ian and I went to Landlady’s with his pickup and the Jeep trailer and loaded up all the broken bits of stucco wire (stucco included) and headed out to the … Continue reading
Speaking of things I have very little faith in…
I do not have faith that my fellow Americans will exercise proper target discrimination. Ian mentioned this phenomenon to me Saturday morning while we were stuccoing. I was busy and forgot it till just now, when I decided to see … Continue reading
A Redneck Sun Salutation
No, not this one… Shall I show you one of the most useful of all emergency gadgets for off-grid living? One that you will hopefully go years without needing, but that on “that day” you will bless yourself for having … Continue reading
Feinstein: “You can use a shotgun…”
LOLWUT? Yeah, but you don’t need an ‘assault weapon.’ So turn’em all in, Mr. and Mrs. America. Alternately, you could just do like she does and get yourself an armed security force that somebody else pays for. That’ll solve your … Continue reading
That’s a much nicer day.
Ian’s still here, Landlady having headed for home. Ian doesn’t want to leave until he can get all his fruit trees in the ground, but the second box was delayed and won’t be here until tomorrow earliest. He’s working on … Continue reading
Enhance your calm, friends. The rumors are false.
We’ve seen one example after another of the phenomenal success of protective laws, as those who give up liberty for security remain safe and secure, warm and well-fed for all their tranquil lives. Or at least until they are killed … Continue reading
What she said.
It’s been a busy week, and I haven’t been following the Boston thing as closely as I might otherwise have done. Like a true American I never let ignorance get in the way of my heartfelt opinions, but that doesn’t … Continue reading









































