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First it was elections. Now it’s debates. This cowardly MO is now fully established. Start screaming that an election is rigged months or years before the election, without any evidence. Then after you lose, cry foul.

Now these cupcakes are afraid of debates? The really rich part of all this is that these are the same folks who strut around calling other people “Snowflakes.”  And Trump’s tiny fingerprints are all over this. Wusses. All of them. Chickenshits.

Yeah, the next time I want to support the POTUS and follow his orders, I think I’ll break into the Capitol, steal some booze and grab a coat rack.  That’s what real patriots do.

And did you hear that judge set Trump on fire?

MTG says we should all just get over it and that it’s no big deal. Sorry. We’re not getting over it and it’s a very big deal. It’s the biggest deal there is.

Have you read the latest round of Jan. 6 texts? Even Trump’s lackiest lackies knew that all of this was bullshit. Hell, even Chip Roy…CHIP ROY…knew all of this was bullshit.

Here’s what we know for sure about that Russian warship. It’s wet. All over.

Is Moskva the Russian word for “soggy”?  My Russian needs some work.

Hey, Musk. Do it or don’t. But get over yourself. Your decision is not about “the future of civilization.” 

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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.