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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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Hey, Terrapod! It happened again.
Yeah, I got complacent. Happens every time. I got a rat nest on top of my engine and from that point it’s a mere matter of time before one of the little bastards bites through a fuel injector wire.And the … Continue reading
A Stupid Old Man Rides Into Traffic…
This happened Saturday. I rode my ebike into town and it was such an unusually beautiful day I decided not to head straight back home. If you toured this town the first thing you’d notice is that there clearly are … Continue reading
You know that old dog…
…that’s been around for a long time, and he’s prone to sleeping an awful lot, and he doesn’t want to chase sticks anymore, but he’s still cheerful and he isn’t sick – until one day he just stops eating for … Continue reading
I’m back to carrying a variety of ammo…
One of the things I got away from when I switched from a .44 to a 9mm. It was so nice not to clutter my belt with ammo. But lately poor Tobie has barked himself ragged trying to scare cattle … Continue reading
100% MPPT
I’ve had infrastructure problems and transport troubles for most of this year, and one thing I’ve wanted to do has had to hang fire since some time in April. I replaced my main charge controller almost exactly three months ago, … Continue reading
I’ve been doing stuff. A little bit. Occasionally. Here and there.
It’s summer, so it’s hot. So far there’s almost no sign of monsoon, though we do get windy bits that might eventually add up to a weather change. Tobie and I are walking again. For a while it was very … Continue reading
Don’t pay the ransom, Mother. I escaped.
Yeah, I know. It’s damned rude to ghost your friends. Sorry. Really. I got some sort of crud a couple of weeks ago and it took its sweet time getting better. I wasn’t eating, wasn’t drinking, just sat and sweated … Continue reading
Here’s a winter prep I never thought I’d need…
I lost my bedroom heater two winters in a row because the burner orifice kept getting gummed up. Managed to improvise a cleaning the first time but last winter I had to replace it entirely, which took two separate shipments … Continue reading
Santa, I want an…
…integrally suppressed .22 bolt action carbine with an LPVO. Funny, before my evening shower (lord, it’s hot) I was very content with my guns. Couldn’t really think of anything I wanted. But while up at Ian’s a guy on the … Continue reading
Gettin’ hot…
Not as hot as it will get, but enough that I’m sneaking around the Gulch in my sweatin’ duds. Went out to get a bucket of hot water for dish washing, and wondered what all that hot sun was doing … Continue reading
“Please don’t pull Uncle Joel down the hill and break his neck.”
The main footpath away from the Lair goes right up the ridge behind the cabin and has two steep bits. There’s lots of little rocks embedded in clay and sand, and over time my back-and-forth breaks those little rocks loose, … Continue reading
My little first world problem…
Or, “Now I know how a lady in a shoe store feels.” (This unexpectedly turned into a wall of words, which I haven’t done in quite a while. Tobie is giving me That Look, so we have to go outside … Continue reading
“You! Do not keep me awake all night!”
These are words I just spoke to a dog. A gang of cattle has taken to overnighting in my yard. Tobie takes exception to this seems to find this exciting all the night long. Hell, I dunno. Maybe he likes … Continue reading
Damned cattle – this is the second time!
Some damned cow decided to try scratching her back on one of my Welcome signs. At least this time it was easy to fix. Last time it was this one… …and being set in concrete it took a shovel and … Continue reading
Goodies!
Finally a day rain-free enough I felt comfortable about taking the bike to town. And the bike came back laden! I know I’m always complaining about being on the ragged edge of the supply chain but this is ridiculous. I … Continue reading
Poor Tobie…
I don’t know if it’s a harbinger of an early Monsoon or not but we had one hell of a thunderstorm sweep through here yesterday. The sort of storm where I unplug all the indoor electronics and worry about my … Continue reading
I never heard it called a “plunk test” before, but…
It was a pretty good idea. Something I used to do when re-sizing revolver brass all the time. Took the barrel out of the pistol and “plunked” rounds into the chamber one at a time, a little under 450 times, … Continue reading