The Ultimate Answer to Kings: When your enemy is digging his own grave...

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 left the city, abandoned a goodly percentage of my goods, 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.

Friday, February 26, 2010

When your enemy is digging his own grave...

...Let him!

I'm no more a fan of republicans than of democrats. But they've got the right idea here - the dems have somehow tied themselves to this "health care reform" thing, and the repubs want to make sure that in the event a bill actually passes the dems own it. Republican politicians may not be the sharpest knives in the rack, but it doesn't take Ludwig Von Mises to see that this bill would be a train wreck.

A mercifully brief round-up of the economic reasons why...