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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
Hope and change, baby. Hope and change.
Brady admits committee analysts could not fit the entire health care bill on one chart. “This portrays only about one-third of the complexity of the final bill. It’s actually worse than this.” It’s a damned good thing for the government … Continue reading
I almost feel sorry for them. Almost.
Landlady has been trying to get a local roofing contractor to commit to a project date for months now. Months. Guy’s a flake; rarely answers calls, and when he does it’s always with an excuse. But roofers aren’t very thick … Continue reading
Our Moment of Culture
It may or may not be appropriate that this poem came to my mind while shit-shoveling this morning. CassandraEdwin Arlington Robinson I HEARD one who said: “Verily, What word have I for children here? Your Dollar is your only Word, … Continue reading
What’s wrong with this picture?
Suddenly the GOP loves gays? I thought it was weird enough when Ann Coulter became Judy Garland. But I don’t really know anything about Ann Coulter, so maybe that sort of thing is normal for her. Still, it seems a … Continue reading
So you want to be on a city council?
Heh. I think I’ll pass. The enlightened rulers of Bell, California threw the city manager and police chief out of the sleigh, hoping that would be enough for the ravening wolves. Not so much, it seems.
Yeah, who didn’t see that coming?
Sen. Robert Casey (D., Pa.) and Rep. Earl Pomeroy (D., N.D.) are pushing legislation that would commit taxpayers’ dollars to bailing out the Teamsters’ retirement pension fund. The financial crisis and the Great Recession may have upset your retirement plans, … Continue reading
I’m confused. Which is it?
Barring hormones that have gone all wacky freelance, the only way I know to achieve a state of obesity is to eat too much. I’ve been poor, and when I was poor obesity was the least of my troubles. Whatever … Continue reading
Here’s the last Claire update…
Claire has arrived at her destination safely and with no further trouble. She went through the closing ritual and is sleeping in her own house tonight. All’s well.
The Freedom of Simplicity
If you’re any flavor of prepper, you hear a lot about self-sufficiency. Most of it is hyperbole, because I’ve never met a fully self-sufficient person and neither have you. Certainly I’m not one. Even if I lived in a place … Continue reading
Claire Update
Just got off the phone with Claire. Her third day on the road was uneventful but very long. She expects to reach her new home tomorrow, and then the adventure begins.
Beans!
Following last week’s culinary bleg, Landlady happened to see an old pressure cooker at a flea market, bought it, tested it, and sent it up Friday night with M, all without saying a word to me. Thanks! Last night I … Continue reading
“You do recognize the irony of this, right?”
The Lair has a door. The door has a lock. I don’t typically lock my doors, but the Lair spends a lot of time just sitting out there all by itself and it does contain things I’d rather people not … Continue reading
I don’t testify to this thing’s accuracy.
I got it off a progressive site, which means it’s probably a lie. But if true, and I still depended on conventional “employment,” I’d find it chilling.
So far, so good…
Just got off the phone with Claire. All’s well, she’s still on the road and the truck’s behaving itself. She sounded much happier today than this time yesterday, fer shur. Update: This day went well. She’s behind the projected schedule, … Continue reading
Well, Claire’s on the road.
My loss is hopefully the gain of somebody who’ll watch out for her. I’ve always been anxious that way, and would have been much happier about this trip if I could have gone along to take care of stuff. It’s … Continue reading
No pearls of wisdom today…
If you follow Claire’s blog you know she’s leaving the desert and moving back closer to her old home. Well, tomorrow’s moving day and today is load-six-tons-of-stuff-in-a-five-ton-trailer day. It’s hot, we’re getting to the hard part and the afternoon is … Continue reading
The Great Spaghetti Mystery
Out in the boonies, one thing you sort of get used to is having wild critters around. Some of them you work to keep out of your stuff, and some you just pay a tithe not to get more destructive. … Continue reading
This is tragic! Heartbreaking!
I have just learned of the untimely destruction of a priceless 1957 De Havilland DHC-3T, in the wilds of Alaska. Excuse me…I just can’t continue right now. Perhaps I can come back later. I’m sorry… Oh, there were some survivors. … Continue reading
Practice Civility! (Or we’ll kill you. In a civil and urbane fashion.)
I’m sure everyone here has followed the stellar career of that great humanitarian and philantropist, former Congressman The Right Civil James Leach, PBUH. For those benighted rubes who are saying at this moment, “Who the hell is Jim Leach, and … Continue reading
In the annals of bizarre sentences…
…These two, put together, have got to take the cake. Four cops – one in uniform, several in plainclothes with badges displayed – who were approaching the fight from several directions responded with a volley of 46 shots, likely killing … Continue reading









































