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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
Ol’ Clueless Joel
Been trying to install the Tip Jar button, and so far I can’t get the link to work. Have to go to work and don’t have time to futz with it anymore. But it only takes you to the new … Continue reading
I’m thinking of doing something bad…
Nearly two weeks ago, we began the Great Stucco Project. We finished it six days later, and I’m still trying to recover physically. Yesterday I went out and finished my raking project, took four hours including emptying the trailer, and … Continue reading
More on comments…
I’ve had no less than three complaints that attempts at commenting on the new site are being routed elsewhere. I don’t know how widespread it is, but three people going to the trouble they did to complain means it’s probably … Continue reading
“Preferably one that doesn’t thirst for my blood.”
That was weird. I’m kind of a cat person. In the course of a long life I’ve known lots of cats including some scarily feisty kittens. But this one was just evil. Yeah, sure, it was scared. I can understand … Continue reading
Return to Sender
“Hi, H? This is Joel.” “Hi! How’s the kitten?” “I’m afraid the kitten’s not going to work out. She’s a he.” “Oh, no. Really?” “Pretty sure, yeah. Well hung, too. Also psychotically antisocial. You ever had a 120-pound* dog climb … Continue reading
New Addition to the Lair
Oh, how I hope I don’t end up regretting this. What a crazy morning. I finally felt well enough to go back and finish my raking job. Drove, full trailer and all, to do my shit-shoveling. Exhausted, dehydrated, sore as … Continue reading
Don’t park in the wash!
Monsoon has arrived in all its glory. Afternoons for the next month or two will be spent wondering what damage will occur. Day before yesterday we got hammered. The thunderstorm was directly overhead, judging from the nonexistent interval between flash … Continue reading
You want to see something funny?
About a week and a half ago I was extolling my newly-arrived care package containing, among other things, two Wilson Combat magazines to replace the ones I lost some months ago during the big move. Yesterday I was out at … Continue reading
Somewhere a satellite is glitching…
…or something. I’ve grown to hate depending on other people’s tech. I couldn’t get on line at all yesterday, and it’s frustrating when going out of the cabin and wiggling a wire or something won’t fix the problem. Seems fine … Continue reading
If I had an anvil…
I wouldn’t shoot it into the air. Anvils are expensive. How about a big rock? I’ve got lots of big rocks. H/T to SnarkyBytes.
Cornbread Porn
I like cornbread, but for years I was no damn good at baking it. It tasted fine, cornbread’s hard to screw up that way, but it was crumbly as hell. Impossible to spread stuff on. The only way I could … Continue reading
Okay, now I’m mad.
In my new little garden patch I tried growing melons. I tried growing a couple of other things, whatever I could get seeds for. Nothing seemed to want to sprout. When I sprouted the seeds and planted the seedlings, they … Continue reading
On the obligation of a readiness for self-defense
Back in February, a pack of dogs attacked a neighbor’s cow and so damaged it that it had to be killed. I learned later that there was more to the story: The dogs also tried to attack the neighbor who … Continue reading
On Comments…
Those of you who have commented at the new site have probably noticed that you had to await moderation. Sorry about that: There’s probably a way to adjust it, but I’ll be damned if I know what it is. As … Continue reading
You know what I hate?
I hate breaking in a new email address. It means I have to figure out all over again how to get Thunderbird to admit it exists. I seem to have correctly guessed what the “incoming server” wants to be called … Continue reading
Welcome!
Yup, this is the new place. Set a spell! Take your shoes off.
This is a test…
This is a test of the new, improved* TUAK. This is only a test. If this were an actual post, it would contain amusing, informative content that would change your life for the better in every way. — *By … Continue reading
It’s sort of like…
…a five-year-old asks you to turn on a lamp, and you deliver the crated parts of a nuclear power plant on his lawn. Step One… Joelsgulch.com is on-line, but not ready for showtime. I’ve finally figured out:*how to load the … Continue reading
Hey, Gun Nuts! (You know who you are…)
My friend Ian of Forgotten Weapons is in the process of fulfilling a lifelong dream, the bastard. And he’s started a new blog to document his progress. Introducing Gun Lab! Not a lot there at present, but his work at … Continue reading
QoD: “Clearly, you are a terrorist” Edition…
All we have in politics today is a slave auction. The Democrats want me to slave for government for 150 days a year. The Republicans say that is mean and excessive and offer me a compromise of 140 days this … Continue reading









































