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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
…, you might be living in a small town.
Saw this in the newspaper rack (yes, front page) and knew I had to try to photograph it. This isn’t in the small town near where I live, mind. There would be very little market for an indoor range around … Continue reading
But where would you go, Bill? Do you think anybody else wants you?
Want to see a whole TV panel full of liberals go completely silent on air? I never thought to see it. In this clip, Rachel Maddow is ranting forth about the “Ryan Budget,” which will hand out $1000 bills with … Continue reading
You poor old sod, you see it’s only me…
Sometimes it seems like my whole life has a soundtrack, and different things/people/animals/moods get their own theme. That would explain why I always end up singing “Aqualung*” at the top of my voice when I’m driving Ian’s tractor. I’d planned … Continue reading
The new plan…
Woke up this morning almost pain-free, and able to see out of my right eye almost as well as I could this time yesterday. Yesterday evening was a long one: The pain got pretty bad, my eye watered constantly, it … Continue reading
You guys didn’t have to get a new truck just for me…
Last week my neighbor L started having transmission troubles with her big truck. Might just be a shift solenoid going south, might be worse. Yesterday they announced that when they took me into town for my laser thingy, they were … Continue reading
Long day, early start…
I’m off to get my eyes zapped by a laser beam. That didn’t sound right. Y’know, when I was a kid, lasers were far cooler than they are now. Because none of us had ever seen one, except on really … Continue reading
Hey, remember those ladies who got shot by those cops in Torrance?
LAPD mistook two small latina women in a blue Toyota Tacoma for a damn-near-300-pound black guy in a grey Nissan Titan and emptied several assault magazine clips into the truck and surrounding neighborhood. Natural mistake. Could happen to anybody. But … Continue reading
Another terrorist safely disarmed!
Thank you, Officer Friendly. May I straighten up now? NJ Mother Pressured to Turn Over Her Guns, Charged With ‘Terroristic Threats’ After Reading the Constitution at Tax Dispute Assembly Hart said she was doubly surprised when, instead of getting her … Continue reading
I’m gonna rename you “Cometgodammit.”
J&H’s shit-wagon has a tilting bed that helps with the emptying thing, but it doesn’t have anything like brakes. So you have to find just the right spot to park it, or you’ll be industriously shoveling shit ten feet away … Continue reading
Picture Joel with his hands over his ears, chanting “LALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU…”
The Schumer/Bloomberg Wet Dream Act of 2013 has been reported out of its senate committee. I gather the word “poopooheads” was struck from the final amendment, but it remains hostile and draconian. Consensus among those willing to attempt interpretation of … Continue reading
The strong, the brave, the Gulchendiggensmoothen!
Yeah, it’s been a long time since I did a slice’o’life post with photos. So today I finished hauling the lovely filth for Landlady’s new fruit trees. We’ve had our disagreements, but all in all I like this old guy. … Continue reading
“This is just one human being (with a whole lot of guns) to another (with none.)”
Judge throws out NYC’s ban on large sugary drinks Wacko local laws that don’t affect me don’t normally get much attention here. Yeah, I’m selfish that way. But the “no sugary drinks larger than 16 ounces” ban was just too … Continue reading
Requiem for a really cool pistol
Hi. I’m Joel, and I’m a gun-lover. (Hi, Joel!) I’ve come today to speak of a very fine little pistol. We weren’t personal friends, I never shot it, but I saw it on several occasions and just thought it was … Continue reading
Being Little Bear means never having to say you’re complicated.
Early start this morning. My neighbors D&L had dentist appointments and would be in town for a couple of hours, they said. They didn’t really think I’d want to tag along, but to me that said, “Laundromat!” So I loaded … Continue reading
If you’re actually to be given the power to ban something, or to ban somebody from having something…
…Shouldn’t you at least be required to know what the f*ck you’re talking about? The problem with expanding this is that, you know, with the advent of PTSD, which I think is a new phenomenon as a product of the … Continue reading
Mujahid-Ian
Ian found a 2-gun match near the big city that’s tolerant of SBRs. So before sending him back down to civilization we put a couple of mags through his li’l Krink to make sure it’s sighted in. And just because. … Continue reading
And business is good.
Get a load of this. Fifty million bucks for uniforms. That’s $1000/agent for… “…3 long sleeve shirts, 3 short sleeve shirts, 2 pairs of trousers, 2 ties, and one belt, sweater, socks, and jacket.” The TSA says its officers are … Continue reading
Gifts!
Landlady and Ian stopped by today, and came bearing gifts. Landlady brought greens for the chickens, a can of Trader Joe’s House Blend,the best coffee in the whole world (and not the cheapest – if she ever sits down and … Continue reading
I’ve had days like this. But without, you know, the tyranny and genocide…
Coffee-splashed monitor care of The Broken Patriot.
I guess occasionally I wasn’t that bad.
When my daughter was growing up we didn’t always see eye to eye. And much of the time, I’m ashamed to say in hindsight, she wasn’t the one who was wrong. I’ve always had … let’s face it, issues … … Continue reading









































