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“But if I were to do a coup the last person I would do it with is General Mark Milley.”

The Orange Idiot doesn’t even realize he paid General Milley the highest compliment he possibly could have.  He can’t even do Triumph (Trump) The Insult Dog properly.

I think Bonnie Tyler finally found her hero. General Mark Milley. He may have saved our country. Straight up.

And then there’s Kevin “Puke” McCarthy. Careful. We don’t know where his lips have been.  Except that we do. If you recall, McCarthy got on network tv the very afternoon of January 6 and eloquently expressed his disgust with the armed insurrection. He was rational. He was analytical. He was objective. He was non-partisan. He was honest. And then exactly a week later he went before Congress and condemned Trump in no uncertain terms for inciting the riot. In short, he was a man, at least for a week.  But now that little boy has gone back to doing what he does best. He appears to be much more comfortable in his customary role as Shameless Sycophant.

Not that it wasn’t before, but it is now abundantly clear that the 45th president of the United States, after losing a free and fair election by a sizable margin, was exploring all options and even actively preparing to stay in power through illegal and unconstitutional means.  That’s not what we do here. That’s not “American.”  That’s not “patriotic.” That’s treason. No? Then what is?

COVID now on the rise in all 50 states. Say hi to Delta Dawn. We’re just dumber ‘n dirt.

It’s July 16. As I do every July 16, I’m going to re-watch the liftoff of Apollo 11.  That was one big-ass rocket.  BYOV. Be Your Own (Saturn) V.

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Paul's Bio

I clearly have the attention span of your median fruit fly.Look! Airplane!

Sorry. I’m back.

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.