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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
On Maintenance…
I had an embarrassing experience yesterday, regarding rifle maintenance. Back when I was staying with some gun-lovin’ friends during the SAR show, I was admiring this guy’s battle rifle collection. I picked up what I thought at first was a … Continue reading
Stupid. And Juvenile. And Really Ugly.
Some days ago I posted an entry bitching about the decline in conservative rhetoric. I was just blowing off steam, didn’t expect anything to come of it because nobody ever comments on my more political posts and that’s fine, you … Continue reading
“Once you define ‘capitalism’ as “things they don’t control”,…”
“…Their hatred makes perfect sense.” So said a commenter at Hit&Run’s post about Hugo Chavez’ big speech at Smokenhagen yesterday. Then President Chavez brought the house down. When he said the process in Copenhagen was “not democratic, it is not … Continue reading
Youch!
Click and Little Bear just had a spat that could have ended badly for Click, and did end badly for LB. I had my back to it, so only heard what happened and saw the aftermath. LB was getting a … Continue reading
If this seems like a good idea to you…
…You might be a redneck. =/:P
The song in my head…
For once isn’t one I object to. This has been one of my favorite songs for…Jebus, has it been over 35 years? Huh. Hell, there’ve been times when it was practically my theme song. Or would have been, if I … Continue reading
Post-Walky Nap Time
I’ve never understood why Click not only puts up with Little Bear, but actually seeks him out; he’s been her favorite for quite a while despite his habit of slobbering all over her neck and sometimes making her entire head … Continue reading
A Winter’s Day…
In a really bright December… Yesterday was overcast all day, damp, miserable, but not very cold. This morning dawned bright, glorious, and f-f-f-frigid. The lair’s water just barely didn’t freeze, which was more than I deserved since I forgot to … Continue reading
It occurs to me…
…that except for some M41A snark I never actually posted anything about the SAR show, which dominated all the activities of a week ago. Careless of me. Okay, lemme ‘splain. No, is too much. Lemme sum up. If you’ve ever … Continue reading
The bad part…
…is that the newsies apparently think this was a good thing to do…
Have fun stormin’ the castle!
I’m just going to sit back, cackle evilly, and let others prove my point now…
Is it just me…
…or are conservatives getting harder to take lately? Once I actually self-identified as a conservative. Stop laughing. No, I didn’t buy all the bullshit, but they just seemed more…grown-up, somehow, than liberals. Overall, anyway. At least I definitely bought into … Continue reading
Poooor baby…
Via W, the story of one of the more hapless “czars:” It was October 2008 when Hank Paulson announced that the government rescue operation, the Troubled Asset Relief Program (TARP), would be run by his aide, Neel Kashkari. The choice … Continue reading
Oi, what a day!
Poor M. He came home to some really bad sh*t. He’s spent all summer building his very cool but enormously expensive concrete dome, installing a solar-powered pump in his well, a cistern, and a boatload of buried water pipe. He’s … Continue reading
Conversation at a build site, pt. 2
“If meth cookers take over my house while I’m gone, ask them to get some decent guns before you kill them all, okay?” “No sweat. Want anything special?”
Hell, no.
Somebody out there seems to think the only alternative to a psychotic moron is a…psychotic moron. I suggest that he look up “false dichotomy.”
Oh, dear…
Via W, this bit of morning inspiration… I am indeed inspired. To do what, exactly, I’m not sure. Projectile vomiting, perhaps…
“I wanna introduce you to a personal friend of mine…
“This is an M41A pulse rifle. Ten millimeter with over-and-under thirty millimeter pump action grenade launcher. “ Well, of course when the movie was made no such weapon existed. So, naturally, gun geeks being what they are, it became necessary … Continue reading
What’s wrong with this picture?
Yeah, maybe just a little separation anxiety going on here… I’m up to two sets of neighbors who are on record as requesting that I “do something” about my dogs. While I was away, Ghost and Little Bear showed up … Continue reading









































