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“They were sent by a hit man.”   Yes.  They were. How do we know? “They” told us.

The Select Committee is “purely political”?  Day One did not look that way at all. At all. Republicans have no right to gripe. They were offered an opportunity to participate in a bi-lateral, bi-partisan commission, an offer that granted Kevin McCarthy everything he said he wanted. He and they declined. That of course was their right. But they have now forfeited any right to keep the Select Committee from moving forward. STHU.

And, Kevin The Weasel McCarthy, Kinzinger and Cheney are “Pelosi Republicans”? Sure you want to go down that road? Kinzinger and Cheney could not possibly be more politically opposed to Pelosi. Kinzinger and Cheney are genuine Conservatives, actually much more “conservative” than you are, Kevin The Weasel. And what exactly are the offenses committed by Kinzinger and Cheney?  Telling the truth? Refusing to lie? Showing up for work? Putting country above party? And you, Kevin The Weasel, don’t even have the guts to watch?  Not only are you not a “leader.” You are no man at all.

The DOJ says it will not defend gasbag, blowhard, panderer/grandstander Mo Brooks against civil suits filed by fellow lawmakers. The DOJ also says government employers and most private employers can mandate employee vaccinations. The Department of Veterans Affairs is already leading the way, as it should.

I like the (new) DOJ. In particular, I like Merrick Garland. Quiet hero. HTH was Bill Barr ever confirmed? Systemic failure.

Right on schedule.  I mean RIGHT on schedule. We’re right back in the COVID Cauldron, just 60 days after it looked like we were “running to daylight.” But the emergence of the Delta Variant, along with the continuation of public ignorance and partisan politicization, now has the U.S. on track to return to 200,000 new cases per day, a level of infection not seen since January. I roll my eyes at morons who say science has been wrong about COVID, and therefore can’t be trusted.  No, science has been frighteningly and depressingly accurate. Even in May when we were “looking good,” all of our leading medical experts and all of their computer models predicted this.

And now our children are in a completely helpless and vulnerable position as they head back to school. Greg Abbott, you are about to have (even more) blood on your hands. But you and your cohorts are all about “local control,” right?

Mask up in indoor public places. Again. Even the vaccinated. Fair warning, mouth-breathing Luddites. Don’t even THINK about spewing garbage about how the CDC “can’t keep its story straight” with respect to masks and vaccines. Seriously. I’ll drop you where you stand. You are the reason we are back in the soup. Yes, it is your fault. Yes, it is traceable to your ignorance and intransigence. Yes, we are holding you responsible. And yes, this will have social, economic and political consequences for you going forward.

Oh, and I don’t know that you “heard it from me” first. But you sure as hell heard it from me two months ago. As Yogi once said, “You can look it up.”

The CDC did make one mistake, though. It trusted the unvaccinated to operate on the “honor system” about public mask wearing. “Honor”?

Repeat after me. The unvaccinated cannot be allowed to control public policy.

While we’re on the subject of computer models, they are also NAILING predictions of the effects of Climate Change.  You might want to consider the possibility that science knows something about science.

Athletes suffer injuries that sometime make competing impossible or very unwise. These injuries are not always immediately apparent or visible. Simone Biles has such an injury, and I am fully supportive of her decision not to compete in the Olympic all-around competition.

I was disgusted but not surprised yesterday by reading and hearing primarily middle-aged males who cannot do one chin-up and couldn’t place higher than fifth in a four-man county fair cornhole competition questioning the mental toughness of Simone Biles.

I can’t wait for these Ug-lympics to end. Insanity.

A new race to the moon? This time not between the U.S. and the Soviet Union. This time its Jeff Bezos v. Elon Musk.

Did you check the results of yesterday’s special Congressional election in Texas? Maybe Le’Grande L’Orange isn’t the cinch kingmaker he thinks he is.

Hump Day. Hump ‘em if you got ‘em.

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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.