The Ultimate Answer to Kings: It's too late to worry now!

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.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

It's too late to worry now!

The building has left Elvis!

And for the first time in - well, basically, ever - Landlady's property is trailer-free.

6 comments:

M said...: Woohoo!

Do I want to know how you convinced someone to take possession of the Interim Lair voluntarily?; December 29, 2011 at 8:17 PM
LJH said...: The end of an era ...

Are you planning any kind of IL memorial service?; December 29, 2011 at 9:29 PM
Landlady said...: Happiest. Day. EVER.; December 29, 2011 at 9:53 PM
MamaLiberty said...: Indeed... I want to know how you did it. I have a junk trailer on my land and have given it away three times. It's still here, only in not so good shape after a serious windstorm knocked it over.

Oh me....

The last guy actually only wanted the trailer frame. He decided it was too much work to take all the junk off the frame... I called him after the storm to let him know the frame is now ON TOP. Only bad news was that he'd still have to haul off all the junk to claim the frame. He's still thinking about it.; December 30, 2011 at 8:17 AM
Joel said...: Simple, really.

Guy calls me, asking how much I want for the trailer. He just bought a parcel here and needs a place to weekend. I needed someplace to move the trailer to, since every possibility I thought of really wasn't much of a possibility - the best idea I could come up with was a midnight delivery at the junkyard. Mentioned this to Landlady and she said, "Don't use my Jeep when you do that."

The trailer's still good enough for weekending. If, you know, you fix everything and clean it up. And then, y'know, maybe burn it down.

I scratched his back, he scratched mine. Way it oughta work. Poor sucker.; December 30, 2011 at 10:09 AM
MamaLiberty said...: Glad it worked out so well for you. :) Nobody is going to "weekend" in my pile of junk except a few mice and assorted other critters while it's cold. I expect to have it burned come spring if the guy never comes for the frame.

Oh well. :); December 31, 2011 at 10:30 AM

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