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Yes, mistakes happen, however egregious and inexplicable.

Yes, miscalculations are made, however brain dead and misinformed.

Yes. I might be able to get past those. As Smokey sang, “You’ve made mistakes, too…”  As have I.  Yes, I’m crying. Ooh. Baby, Baby.

But I will not accept or tolerate an unwillingness to acknowledge and own mistakes and miscalculations. President Biden screwed up, royally, and in a way that is lastingly damaging to the United States. But starting with his post-travesty address on Monday, he has yet to accept any blame for this fiasco, and in fact has doubled-down on his absurd position that no mistakes were made and no part of the exit strategy and execution could have been improved.  He said, “The buck stops here.” But then he tried to pass the buck like it was a kidney stone.

He said chaos was inevitable, He’s right.  But there are varying quantum levels of chaos. And his myopic bungling resulted in the most needle-pinning amplitude of chaos that should have been anticipated and avoided.

So, here we are. The United States of America is at the mercy of the Taliban. The United States of America is dependent on the honor and good will of the Taliban. Up to 15,000 Americans are for the moment stranded in Fuckfuckistan. Countless Afghan interpreters and their families who risked their lives for us remain in imminent mortal danger. Afghan women and girls are again chattel.  This is a strategic and moral failure.

Secretary of Defense Lloyd Austin Wednesday admitted we are helpless. The first job of an American president is to ensure that we are never in a helpless position. Biden ran on “competence.” I’m not saying he is incompetent. But I am flat out saying his handling of this exit was and remains incompetent.

Humanitarian issues are all that matter at the moment. But the resulting political fallout will alter our entire political landscape.  Biden is now officially a one-term president. Perhaps he would have been anyway, voluntarily, given his age. But the Dems are now in an untenable position looking ahead to 2024. Whether it’s justified or not, Kamala Harris is unelectable. And if she does not win the nomination, there is no Democrat bench strength behind her. The nut-job wing of the party will prevail, and it will be roundly rejected in the general election.

But here’s what is worse.  Until Biden screwed this pooch, there was at least a plausible chance that the GOP would ultimately move away from The Insanity That Is Donald Trump and the Sycophants That Are Ron DeSantis and Greg Abbott. Now there’s no reason to, and strategically every reason not to. Biden just handed them a gift that will keep on giving.

Major fuckup, then majorly compounded by a failure to take responsibility for the fuckup.

I will not whitewash it.

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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.