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There is no question that Trump et al committed crimes in plotting to overturn the 2020 election and thus overthrow the government of the United States. No question. The evidence is…evident. But I am adamantly against the Jan. 6 Select Committee sending a criminal referral to the DOJ.

Bad move. Don’t give Trump and his Clown Car a chance to start screaming “witch hunt” or “hoax” or “fake news” or “liberal conspiracy” or whatever Tuesday’s Bullshit Du Jour is.

Nope. DOJ already has everything it needs. Just let AG Garland handle it. Don’t be fooled by his current low-profile. He’s got this.

Liz Cheney and I probably could not agree on what dessert to order. But I trust her. It’s called “integrity,” which begins with acknowledging terms and seeing things as they are. Yes, that was an armed insurrection. Yes, that was an attempted coup. Yes, it was a rejection of democracy. Yes, Putin is a war criminal. And, yes, Russia is conducting genocide.

Tell it like it is, Aaron Neville.

Chemical weapons? Well, they don’t call that new Russian commander The Lamb of Syria. He just upped the ante.

Guilty on all six charges. So said the jury about former Virginia policeman’s actions at the Capitol on January 6, 2021. Well, it was kinda, you know, all there on video. And then there were his own words, calling for an “open armed rebellion,” and the curious fact that he bought another 37 guns online after his arrest 15 months ago. Rot in hell.

You want energy independence? Me, too. Which is why it only makes sense to, at a prudent pace, to move away from fossil fuels and toward clean renewables. This is not cultural jihad with me. It’s common sense that reflects the arc of history, the march of technology and basic economic principles. It’s the only way to achieve LASTING independence.

Man! NASA’s Artemis I moon-mission stack is a good-looking bird, isn’t it? Good luck to the boys and girls at The Cape as they prepare to make another attempt to conduct a “wet dress rehearsal” on Thursday. The problem with rehearsing the fueling of that 322-feet tall monster has been traced to a 3-inch-long part. Yes, this IS rocket science.

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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.