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The U.S. Supreme Court will begin hearing a case involving a restrictive Mississippi abortion law on December 1. It is crystal clear SCOTUS will use that case to overturn Roe v. Wade, the 1973 decision that established a woman’s right to an abortion prior to fetal “viability,” which generally happens around the 24th week of pregnancy.

The Supremes’ Conservative majority telegraphed its intent three weeks ago when it declined to intervene in a newly-enacted Texas law that effectively bans all abortions after the sixth week, before most women are aware they are pregnant. The Texas law disingenuously dodges Roe—which is still the law of the land—by turning enforcement over to private citizens who are now free to sue for up to $10,000 anyone they claim has aided a woman in attempting to secure an abortion after six weeks of pregnancy, the point at which a fetal heartbeat can usually be detected.

The Texas law tries to head-fake Roe. The Mississippi case takes it on directly, banning  abortions after the 15th week of pregnancy, with no exceptions for rape or incest, with state enforcement.  After this 2018 Mississippi law was suspended by two lower court rulings, the state appealed to SCOTUS, which agreed to hear the case. Mississippi Attorney General Lynn Fitch (R), maintains Roe has no Constitutional foundation and was decided almost a half century ago on false and even non-existent legal premises. The appeal by Mississippi is the most direct and substantive challenge to Roe since 1992, when the right to abortion was upheld in Planned Parenthood v. Casey.

One requires neither a crystal ball nor tarot cards to predict the outcome of this case. Roe, law of the land for 48 years, will be struck down.

And this country’s Culture War will escalate to unprecedented levels of passion, tribalism and danger.

December 1. Just in time for Christmas.

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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.