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Of course the Putin can’t be trusted. Of course you cannot believe a word he says. But Putin’s Tuesday lies were different. He’s looking for a face-saving off-ramp. This is right out of the KGB playbook. Say you are scaling back in the morning, and then escalate this mindless and murderous destruction in darkness. My view is that he is 1) buying time (or maybe taking a “standing-eight”), 2) sustaining terror in Ukraine and 3) trying to get some last military licks in to put him in a stronger negotiating position.  

Yeah, even at this horrific moment, there may be opportunity.

For inspiration, and to maintain my hope, I look skyward to the ISS. Those aboard seem to have worked all this out.

So less than six weeks after Trump called Putin a “genius” and a “peacekeeper,” he makes a public appeal to Putin to dish dirt on Hunter Biden. Think about that. Except that I realize the people who need to think about that are incapable of thinking.

I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that his latest distraction, deflection and pandering to mouth-breathers came on the same day we learned of the seven and a half hour phone record gap on 1-6-21.

That’s a cover-up, and it is itself a crime. And what he is trying to cover up is treason. How is it not?

But, hey, he had a hole-in-one on Saturday. You think that “modest individual” actually bought drinks for the room at the 19th Hole?

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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.