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Statues of Bobby Lee and Stoney Jack will be removed from public property today in Charlottesville, VA. The statues will be protected, preserved and placed in storage. They will ultimately wind up in a museum, or perhaps be moved to a military battlefield or a historical society.  Today’s removal comes four years after the statues were focal points in a “Unite the Right” rally that turned violent, leaving one person dead and many others injured.

Of course the statues should be removed from public property. Of course. The key term here is “public property.” Nobody’s trying to “erase history.” This is just a rational thing with me. Not even “radically” so. What possible justification could there be for statues honoring treasonous military leaders of an enemy foreign government to be on display on United States public property? It makes no sense. It has never made sense.

It’s puzzling, but predictable, that the same folks who bray about “preserving history” in the form of Confederate statues don’t want actual history to be taught in our schools. They’re having a hard time keeping their story straight, as they often do.

And speaking of “mixed messages,” c’mon, Pfizer! Not cool. And not helpful. It’s great that Pfizer is working on COVID booster shots. Absolutely. Those booster doses could be needed in the future, and Pfizer’s pre-planning is to be applauded. But it is critically important that pharmaceutical companies and U.S. health authorities speak with one voice. This communications breakdown will just further fuel the paranoia of ant-vaxxers. The immediate issue is not “third doses.” It’s getting more folks to get the first two, so we can avoid what could be a looming Delta Disaster. COVID numbers are again climbing steeply in 27 states. We just refuse to learn.

Oh, let me close with a mini-civics lesson. We don’t “reinstate” presidents. Thank a teacher.

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It’s both a curse and a blessing. I’ve never bought this stuff about, “He who dies with the most toys wins.” But I do think that a wide range of life experiences helps us grow as people, and helps us better relate to other people. I’ve been fortunate. And I am beyond grateful.

I show up on time. I go like hell. I’m a good listener. I hold myself accountable. I own my mistakes. And I have a natural and an insatiable curiosity. I’m never afraid to say, “I don’t know,” when I don’t. But then I try to find out.

The flip side is I’m a lousy ballroom dancer and my clothes sometimes fit me funny.

Stuff matters to me. I care. But while I take that stuff seriously, I try hard to never take myself seriously. As a result, I have sometimes been told, “Paul, it’s hard to tell when you’re serious and when you’re just having some fun. Which is it? Serious or fun?”

My answer is “yes.” But I think that is a legitimate criticism. I promise I’m going to work on that.

This has been the quickest and strangest half-century I’ve ever experienced. During that period, I’ve been afforded amazing opportunities in news and sports journalism across all platforms. I have taught wonderful students at the high school and collegiate level. Always, I learned more from them than they did from me. I’ve been a high school administrator. I spent ten seasons as a high school varsity football coach. I’ve been an advertising executive. I’ve hosted nationally syndicated television entertainment shows. In maybe the biggest honor I ever received, I was selected by NASA to be “Chet The Astronaut” for the “Land The Shuttle” simulator at Space Center Houston. (All I can say there, is “Do as I say, not as I do.” I put that thing in the Everglades more often than not.) Most recently, I just wrapped up a decade as a television news director, during which time our teams distinguished themselves in holding the powerful accountable, achieving both critical and ratings success.

What does all that mean? It means I am profoundly grateful. It also means I’m ready for “next.” So here we are. Radically Rational. It’s an idea I woke up with in 2017. I scribbled “Radically Rational” on a piece of notebook paper and used a magnet to stick it on our refrigerator. I saw it every day, and it just would not leave me alone.

I am second in charge at Radically Rational, LLC. My wife, Jo (also known as BB), is the president. Clearly, I have failed in my attempt to sleep my way to the top of this organization.

I hope you will learn that I’m loyal as a Labrador. But I will admit that this doggie can bite every now and then. My promise to you? I will show up on time. I will go like hell. I will listen to you earnestly and attentively. I will hold myself accountable. I will never be the least bit hesitant to say, “I don’t know,” when I don’t.

But then I’ll try to find out. Let’s do it.