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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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Ghost might figure it out. Little Bear would die of thirst.
Cool idea, though. And it reminds me I need to set up their automatic waterer…
I have a confession to make…
Last time she was here, Landlady was wearing this shirt… And after I’d walked past her like a dozen times without commenting on or even noticing the shirt, she finally stopped me and pointed it out. And I didn’t get … Continue reading
Youch! TSA goons handed portions of their colons by federal judge…
Doesn’t he know whose side he’s on? United States v. $35,131 The agencies that manage law officers create profiles of suspicious people. Ignoring for a moment that they include contradictions – like he rushed or he was very early, he … Continue reading
Obama’s got the Dem nomination tied up, but Talkin’ Joe should maybe worry…
With headlines like this, who needs enemies? Joe Biden glad as heck he never had a ‘real job’
The dog was arrested for assault on a police officer.
Cop tries to shoot dog, shoots other cop instead. Authorities say Minneapolis police were assisting the Department of Corrections with a fugitive warrant at a nearby home. We’re told the suspect fled out of the back door followed by two … Continue reading
But is it gunfighting, or is it just gaming?
Here’s Caleb at Gun Nuts Media, telling me everything I think I know about shooting is wrong. So how come there are so many people in the shooting community that still cling to techniques from 50 years ago? Um – … Continue reading
Ho hum, another flying vaporware car.
I WANT MY FLYING CAR! I’m not getting any younger, goddammit. This thing would never work around here, unless/until somebody invents a 4X4 gyrocopter. And I’ll bet it’s scary on corners. But the folding prop looks pretty cool, not that … Continue reading
Not exactly according to plan…
Just the last time we got together, M asked me if I was planning to try and plant something this Spring. “Yeah,” I said. “I’ve got it all worked out. I’m gonna berm up a little patch downhill from the … Continue reading
Why, oh why didn’t I bring my camera?
Pictures at a later time, but Spirit finally decided she was done being pregnant. The new foal is a little girl, and I hope she stays the way she is because she’s by far the friendliest born in the two … Continue reading
Being told no is part of growing up.
I want to tell these parents no. Park Slope parents back ban on ice-cream trucks in Prospect Park to avoid screaming kids Overprotective Park Slope parents have declared war on a treasured rite of spring: an ice cream in the … Continue reading
Lord, Mr. Freud…
From an Ann Arbor Craislist ad: Transportation Security Officers (Ann Arbor) See the individual you are in a vital position for our security firm where you implement security-screening procedures that counter deadly or dangerous objects from being smuggled onto an … Continue reading
Is it bad…
…that I’ve got a whole drawer full of hoodies? That I find them very warm and fuzzy and comforting? Does that make me a bad person? These are the sorts of things I’d worry about, if I didn’t find them … Continue reading
Return of winter
Very cloudy and windy. Inverter crying like a girl, satellite connection very slow. Can’t stay, gotta go, maybe more later. Meantime, check out this very weird thing Ian found.
Guess they decided debtor’s prison wasn’t such a bad idea.
From Wendy McElroy, The popular Eagles song Hotel California released in 1977 has a line that says, “You can check out anytime you like but you can never leave.” Thirty-five years later that song is becoming a reality. “All your … Continue reading
You know what I hate?
I hate Tracfone. No, I really do. They keep changing the rules. Okay, I admit some of this is my fault. 3/31 is not the optimal time to notice you’re due to lose service on 3/31. It’s been telling me … Continue reading
You should read these.
I know I’m really late to the party here, but the truth is Baen-type books don’t normally hold my attention. I think of Baen as the place where pulp fiction went to die, and some of their writers seem intent … Continue reading
When Philosophers Have to Run for Office…
The attack ads will be opaquely wordy. Wait’ll they see Kant’s rebuttal. Nietzsche’s medical records are soooo leakable…
A succession of nice days…
Her Majesty has approved this weather. God, I love Spring. It’s so … not winter.
Cabinet doors for the Lair…
The finishing assembly line. This is in the garage of D&L’s straw bale/earth bag project house. D has been a godsend for my kitchen project (Hell, he made these doors out of scraps without even telling me he was doing … Continue reading









































