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“Southern Cross”? No, not the CSN&Y mini-hit from 1982. I’m talking about the “unprecedented crisis” of undocumented migrants crossing our southern border. It is real, and it is disingenuous to deny it, ignore it, or excuse it. Don’t take my word for it. Homeland Security Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas confirms that illegal crossings have reached their highest levels in more than two decades. No way to spin that. It is a pressing national security matter that must be addressed. Migrants should not be demonized or scapegoated, and the issue should not be demagogued, but the U.S. has a right and a duty to control its borders. No, a wall is not the answer. And no, this issue—legitimate and pressing as it is—is not the primary driving force extending the endless U.S. pandemic. But it is a COVID component. And controlling our borders is rightly part of controlling the virus. No denying that.

Saigon revisited. Don’t tell me it’s not analogous, because it absolutely is. Kandahar has fallen to the Taliban, and Kabul is next. Starting in Korea and now extending for seven decades around the world, we have pretty well perfected the art of getting into senseless wars that drain our people and our treasure, and ultimately for no apparent reason. We’re not nearly as good at getting out of these fiascos.  Yeah, it was long since time for the U.S. to leave Afghanistan, but let’s not express surprise at the result. Biden was wrong when he said that a quick Taliban takeover was not “inevitable” and in fact was “highly unlikely.” It was as predictable as sunset.

A third shot authorized for seven million immunocompromised Americans? Sure thing. This will be necessary for everyone in the near future. Me? Here’s my manly left arm. Do what you will with it.

The numbers remain rock-solid. Get vaxxed. Don’t die.  It really is that clear and that simple. So wuzzamattahwichyoo?!

Hey, expectant Dallas moms who had planned to give birth at Parkland. Change of plans. No room for you.

“Comply. Don’t die.”  OK, wouldn’t that go for Ashli Babbitt? Hey, Black the Blue, right? There is no depth to which LeGrande L’Orange will not sink.

Census confirms that the percentage of non-Hispanic white Americans has fallen by six percent over the last decade, while the number of Americans “of color” has risen by nine percent. You know how science is always looking for the “Unifying Theory of Everything”?  Well, this may be as close to explaining everything as we will ever get.  Our National Insanity—virtually all of it—is being fueled by WF: White Freakout.

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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.