Paul’s Daily Ration: 01/11/22

Sometimes Republicans don’t have to lift a finger. They can just sit back and watch Democrats undermine, sabotage and destroy themselves.

Voting rights are the cornerstone American issue of our times. Voting rights are where true Americans on all points on the political compass make a stand. President Biden will address the nation today on this foundational subject. And a group of Dem voting rights activists plan to boycott the speech.

Who needs Republicans?

Online headline this morning. “Why Catching Covid on Purpose is a Bad Idea.” The article closed with a tease of tomorrow’s headline. “Why Drinking Drano is a Bad Idea.”

I was waiting for this. And it turns out I didn’t have to wait long. Eating one’s own feces and drinking one’s own urine is now being touted as a cure for COVID. Well, you know, unlike a safe and effective vaccine, “At least you know what’s in it.” LET NATURAL SELECTION RING!

It appears at least one judge takes a dim view of Le’Grande L’Orange’s petulant and cynical decision to do and say exactly nothing for three hours and seven minutes while our Capitol was under assault. The Robe says that kinda looks like criminal negligence.

Sounds rational to me.

Oh, I just heard seconds ago that the U.S. has set a new record for COVID hospitalizations.

We are now officially a Moronocracy.

4 Responses

Ben Campos says:

January 11, 2022 at 2:17 pm

“Urine is sterile”
Not the ones in our clinic

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1. Paul Alexander says:
  
  January 12, 2022 at 4:07 pm
  
  Urine might be. Mine-ine, not so much…..
  
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John Kirby says:

January 11, 2022 at 6:37 pm

Is this 1965? Is Watts on fire? Why in the world are we talking The Voting Rights Act NOW? As an American our voting rights are protected, right? No one is trying to make it harder to vote, right? The more voters the merrier, right? Oh wait…..

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1. Paul Alexander says:
  
  January 12, 2022 at 4:06 pm
  
  Back to the future, indeed, John. Sadder than sad. Thanks for the comment.
  
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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.