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Joe Biden will be a one-term president. That is now clear.

He will either decline to seek re-election or he will get trounced in November, 2024. If he runs, he will get thumped much as Donald Trump did in November, 2020. The difference is that he and his supporters won’t claim “fraud” or “hoax” or “rigged.”

We will have a peaceful transition of power, as we have every time in American history save once.

But in any event, Joe Biden will leave office on January 20, 2025.

A lot of that will be his fault. Some of it won’t be. But as a practical matter, it makes no difference.  Paraphrasing The Eagles, he is already gone.

Yes, he botched the exit from Afghanistan. Sorry, Dems, he did. It was tragically and incompetently botched. He also failed to acknowledge any mistakes, or take responsibility. He lamely said, “The buck stops here” while passing the buck to more people from more angles than Patrick Mahomes.

No. He’s not responsible for inflation. He’s not responsible for gas prices. His critics concerning those subjects might want to take an economics class. Hopefully, someday they’ll wind up being more informed about economics than they have proved to be about biology.

Doesn’t matter. The perception is and will be that he is to blame for these bread-and-butter issues. And it’s pretty clear we’re going to be dealing with inflation for a while. This is not “transient.” Joe is screwed.

I’m not whining. That’s the way these things work.

James Carville is correct. Perception is everything. Perceived “Wokeness” is going to put the Dems to sleep, electorally,

Joe Biden will be a one-term president. Way too late, and out da gate.

Continuing under the theme of “keeping it real.” Kamala Harris is unelectable. And frankly she has done nothing as VP to suggest she should be electable.

The Dems have no bench. The only guy who makes any sense at all is Pete, and we all know that ain’t gonna happen.

Dems are also their own worst enemies, and have proved to be Biden’s largest albatross.

We’re overwhelmingly a center-right country, and center-right voters are scared of Dems. Right or wrong, legitimately or illegitimately, warranted or not, they are afraid of Dems. And fear is not driven by reason. (Take a look at the role fear has already played in turning the GOP into a Cult.)

So, we’re doomed to four years of nightmarish Trump déjà vu?

NO! Quite the contrary.

The GOP no longer needs Trump. It’s not going to need him to win in 2022, and it’s not going to need him in 2024 (particularly if he’s in prison).

See, “Youngkin, Glenn.”

Conscientious Republicans of integrity (and there are many) need no longer put a clothespin on their noses to keep the stench out of their brains. They no longer have to support what they have lamely rationalized as “the lesser of two evils.”

This is an opportunity, Republicans. This is a no-cost opportunity to divorce yourselves from insanity and get back on a respectable side of American and human history.

Those of you who have said, “I don’t like Trump, but…” no longer have an excuse.

Joe Biden will be a one-term president. That is now clear.

That doesn’t mean we will be limited to two unacceptable choices.

There is now a practical path out of the Garden of Insanity, if we are smart enough and brave enough to follow it.

Republicans, you no longer have to pander to crazies. And if you continue to do so, it will prove that is secretly who you’ve been all along.

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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.