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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
Nobody’s safe when rulers get together…
So I understand that, though Our Divinely Anointed Maximum Leader (ODAML) doesn’t plan to do anything dastardly to gun owners himself he is being forced, quite against his will, to bow under the crushing weight of international opinion and will … Continue reading
More $%&! Snow
Yeah, I know. Half the readers are going, “What the hell is he whining about?” as they shovel the latest foot of white stuff off their porches. For years before I left Kali I firmly intended to. The only thing … Continue reading
Montana – Here’s a bit of good news!
For some strange reason I just don’t understand, two interesting developments in Montana haven’t been getting a lot of press. Two Montana legislative bills, HR 228 and HR 246, have been kicking around for quite some time. 246, in particular, … Continue reading
All Kidding Aside…
The supposedly radical statement “Taxation is Theft” is not nearly radical enough to suit me. Theft is evil; taxation is far worse. But don’t take my word for it. Let’s listen to the Great Teacher: The fact is that the … Continue reading
Der Tag!
Today’s the day! The happy, happy day on which all loyal Americans express their love, appreciation and support of their Glorious Nation! This is a great day! Let us rejoice and be glad in it! And should you have any … Continue reading
Only one more day!
And in case you’re feeling resentful about your joyful patriotic duty to pay your fair share, maybe this will cheer you up: On these taxing days, when we become a defiantly bipartisan nation of whiners convinced that we are handing … Continue reading
Oh, My Aching… Pt. 2
I have now acquired nearly everything I need for the foundation of Joel’s Secret Lair, Final Edition. Yes I know it’s taking a long time. In previous posts I may have given the impression that I am merely a lazy, … Continue reading
AtH The Assassin
Saturday morning I welcomed my daughter and Ari the Husband to my little patch of paradise. This was indeed a joyful visit, as I haven’t seen either of them since their wedding over two years ago. Daughter hasn’t changed a … Continue reading
I’m a HERMIT, ok?
Actually got an email this morning, asking if I was still alive. Er…if I wasn’t alive, I wouldn’t be able to send a reply attesting to my death. Right? It has been a crazy, crazy week. One of The Stakeholders … Continue reading
Oh, My Aching…
Yeah, I hauled out my ALICE pack like an idiot and headed back for the plateau. Figured I’d cheat and take the Jeep over the ridge and far enough in that I could get around the worst of the little … Continue reading
Yowza, what a morning!
Our morning walky turned into a marathon, as it sometimes does. We worked our way through a “which way do you want to go, boys?” course that ended up on one of the peaks of the big ridge. On the … Continue reading
Progress!
At long last, after many fits and many starts, the workshop/scriptorium furnace is complete and ready to be piped up for propane. This propane furnace, slightly overspeced (100,000 BTUs to heat a space of maybe 400 sq. feet) was one … Continue reading
The Free And The Unashamed
With a hat tip to Wendy McElroy’s blog, this: = A Declaration of Separation = ==== To The Governments & People of Earth: ====We claim the right to exist, and we will defend it. We do not seek to overthrow … Continue reading
Nuke the Fence, Boys!
Magnus has busted out of Gitmo before. Given time, he could dig a trench and wriggle his enormous bulk under the fence; we knew that when we built it. After eighteen months or so, piles of rocks and other heavy … Continue reading
A Public Service Message
Remember, Folks! Only nine filing days till the deadline! This has been a public service message from TotallyLegalInEverySingleConceivableWayDesertHermits, Ltd. Our motto: “Please don’t kill our dogs, it’s in the mail! Honest!”
Our Moment of Cultural Linkage
🙂 If you call this culture! I got some photos from my daughter; seems she threw a Firefly-themed party for Ari the Husband. No, I don’t know if the spelling is deliberate. I hope so, secretly doubt it, and don’t … Continue reading
What about ending the heartbreak of psoriasis?
Has Our Divinely Anointed Maximum Leader found the great issue that will at last separate him from accusations that his administration is only a clone of his fallen predecessor’s? If so, is Our Divinely Anointed Maximum Leader a self-deluded megalomaniac, … Continue reading
One of these days, Alice…
Pow! Zoom! To the moon, Alice! In between strange weather phenomena, I’d finally completed the layout for the concrete piers to be poured under Joel’s Secret Lair, Final Edition. Got the batter boards up and level (and you’d laugh if … Continue reading
T, RIP
Beloved Husband & Father…and Friend.And a nice motherfucker. Blessings and peace be upon you.









































