04/01/22 You need coolin’…and baby I’m not April Foolin’…

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I guess it would be pointless to ask Marjorie Taylor Greene or her legion of Mouth-Breathing Morons why Pete Buttigieg would want to break into a girls’ bathroom.

This is just a logical thing with me. We want energy independence? Of course we do. And the surest way to do this is to follow the arc of history, technology and progress and transition in an orderly way to domestically produced clean and renewable energy. Wouldn’t what I just expressed be considered a “conservative” position? The Sun will continue to shine, and the wind will continue to blow.

It appears that “crunchy” peanut butter has taken on a new meaning.

You need coolin’, Trump. And baby I’m not April Foolin’. Your burner phones have the same surface temperature as the planet Mercury.

No, I’m not gonna let this go.

  1. Our government is our institutions, not an individual or any individual.
  2. Free and fair elections, and the peaceful transfer of power are foundational institutions.
  3. So a pre-meditated assault on the validated results of an election is an attack on those institutions.
  4. Those institutions ARE our government.
  5. Therefore, an attempt to overturn an election is an attempt to overthrow our government.
  6. An attempt to overthrow our government is treason, by definition.
  7. That makes the folks who tried to do this shit traitors.

You know what they say. It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing.

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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.