They say that Louis XIV had the inscription Ultima Ratio Regum castinto 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.
When you accept that "liberty is not coming in your lifetime," in the sense that the world isn't going to come around to your "leave the peaceable alone to live their lives" ideal, you have two alternatives. You can despair, give up, go with the flow.
Or, since you can't change the world, you can work on the one thing that's really available to you for revision - yourself. How much freedom can you squeeze into your own life?
I decided to learn the answer to that question. That's what this blog is about.
Oh, I've also written some books, links available below. Plugging them is what this blog is about, too.
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"They couldn't hit an elephant at this distance." - Last words of Gen. John Sedgewick, Union Army, May 9, 1864
"While you're out there smashing the state, don't forget to keep a smile on your lips and a song in your heart!" - Phineas T. Freak
The...average man's love of liberty is nine-tenths imaginary, exactly like his love of sense, justice and truth. Liberty is not a thing for the great masses of men. It is the exclusive possession of a small and disreputable minority, like knowledge, courage and honor. It takes a special sort of man to understand and enjoy liberty – and he is usually an outlaw in democratic societies. – H.L. Mencken, Baltimore Evening Sun, Feb. 12, 1923
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010
From the "Get a load of this" Files...
Whom shall we lionize next? Grand Cyclops Byrd? Spiro Agnew? I don't think Adolf Eichmann has had a opera made of his life yet, but the century is young.
Look, I don't have anything very specific against JFK, except for that little Viet Nam kerfuffle and almost setting off WWIII, though that arguably wasn't his fault. (Hey, I was in South Florida at the time and take it a bit personally.) Historical hindsight suggests that economically he might have turned out not to be a totally bad president, if it hadn't been for that unfortunate trip to Dallas.
But Bobby Kennedy? Mr. Corrupt, Nepotistic AG? Other than hating on J. Edgar Hoover, I've got no reason to love that pissant. And then there's Teddy. I understand how RFK got in the pantheon - he had the good sense to get killed at a strategic moment. But what the hell is Teddy doing there? Who besides the expensive scotch industry could ever have loved Teddy?
PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: Do not watch the following video unless you have first carefully checked your blood insulin levels. Ailments related to excessive sweetness are not the responsibility of TUAK, its management or advertisers. I just want you to see what I had to put up with in the sixties.
And what's Morgan Freeman doing up there? I had more respect for him, before just now.
It always amazes me how teddy got away with drunken murder. How they could love a man who could cowardly abandoned Mary Joe in his car, cause her death, in a lake, not call the accident in till they raised the car,then become an object of sympathy and then adoration is a telling statement of the flexible nature of the ethics, mental gymnastics of sheep.
Heh I was called small minded for bringing it up during the love in when he finally went to hell ( I hope). I was small? As if he was caught smoking pot during college of something, so be it, I would rather be small then a moral relativist.
I've been losing respect for Morgan Freeman for quite some time.
I lump him with several other actors whose work I like, but when they're not on film, they need to be put back in the stable. It can be a posh, resort-like stable, but it needs to be somewhere that no one can hear them talk.
I am reminded of Prokofiev's "Toast to Stalin" or the various works written in praise of Hitler. It might be a fun commission to take though, if the money was good enough, and one could find a way to subvert the message...like basing Teddy's music on drinking songs.
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It always amazes me how teddy got away with drunken murder. How they could love a man who could cowardly abandoned Mary Joe in his car, cause her death, in a lake, not call the accident in till they raised the car,then become an object of sympathy and then adoration is a telling statement of the flexible nature of the ethics, mental gymnastics of sheep.
Heh I was called small minded for bringing it up during the love in when he finally went to hell ( I hope). I was small? As if he was caught smoking pot during college of something, so be it, I would rather be small then a moral relativist.
I've been losing respect for Morgan Freeman for quite some time.
I lump him with several other actors whose work I like, but when they're not on film, they need to be put back in the stable. It can be a posh, resort-like stable, but it needs to be somewhere that no one can hear them talk.
I'm sad to see Ed Harris up there.
I am reminded of Prokofiev's "Toast to Stalin" or the various works written in praise of Hitler. It might be a fun commission to take though, if the money was good enough, and one could find a way to subvert the message...like basing Teddy's music on drinking songs.
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