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My Saturday started well. I woke up in Abilene, where I had done the play-by-play on a big high school football playoff telecast Friday night. That’s my bliss.

I left on the trip back to San Antonio well before sunrise. It was cool bordering on cold, unlike the balmy previous evening in that tiny broadcast booth. I had a full tank of gas, good driving conditions, great music and football programs on the radio, and a full vat of coffee thanks to a quick stop in Ballinger.

Despite getting a total of 7 hours of sleep over the previous two days, I felt surprisingly sharp and alert.

Four hour drive. All kinds of topography, including the cliffs, canyons and curves on I-10 East. It got pretty breezy starting in Kerrville, thanks to that overnight cool front. Two hands on the wheel.

And then I got home. And I saw the nuclear assault that leveled portions of six states.

Nuclear assault is not an exaggeration, in terms of net energy. This is all physics and chemistry. There is no mystery. These are not acts of God. And there can be no credible denial of what they are.

That was the biggest systemic tornadic event in American history. And it happened on December 10 into December 11.

Sure, we experience freak and even unprecedented events, including freak weather events. But singular freak events that would normally be separated by decades if not centuries now seem to be scheduled to leave the station every ten minutes or so.

I’ve heard people say that it’s the height of human arrogance to think that our species could be responsible for this. Actually, it’s the height of arrogance to think that we could not be. That is an acquittal not supported by the evidence. That’s O.J. insisting he didn’t do it.

Get online. Take a look at photos taken from the International Space Station. In particular, find a photo that shoots over the curve of the Earth. See the attached thin, glowing band?

That’s our atmosphere. It is at once nothing and everything. There’s not much there there.

But what is there sustains all life on Earth, human and not.

This is just physics and chemistry. Plug the right numbers into the established equations and you get accurate, reliable and repeatable results.

Pour enough toxins into the test tube or petri dish that is our atmosphere, and you can be scientifically certain that what has happened will happen.

But once again, we take a purely scientific issue and turn it into a political and cultural war.

That’s not rational.

This ought to tell you something. Cold, hard, analytical economists are quantifying the impact of human caused climate change, and forecasting its future course. These are green eye-shade guys and gals, not wild-eyed political activists.

You know who else sees it that way. Our United States military, which now regards human caused climate change as our most pressing national security issue.

You can look it up.

But you’ll have to wake up first.

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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.