05/17/22 – Radically Rational

05/17/22

UFOs? Well, that ain’t swamp gas. Those things aren’t weather balloons. It’s pretty arrogant (as a species, we are great at being arrogant) to think we are alone in the Universe. The probability of that is exactly zero. My advice? Don’t piss ‘em off. Although any form of intelligent life would not want any part of Earth right now. Condemned property.

Putin’s courtship of and bromance with Trump was largely about weakening and splintering NATO so he could do what he’s doing now in Ukraine. Only Vlad figured he’d be doing it in the middle of Trump’s second term. That was miscalculation #1. Putin figured he could take Kyiv in three days. Miscalculation #2. Now Finland and Sweden are joining the band. This guy was an intelligence expert?

And now they aren’t gonna have MickyD’s. That’s going to be the last straw for many Russians.

Dear Punk Coward Racist Domestic Terrorist Piece of Shit. You picked the wrong city. Nobody will ever break Buffalo. Those folks in Buffalo of all ethnicities are the closest thing we have to Ukrainians. One more time. You will never break Buffalo.

Until now, I have said nothing and written nothing about the baby formula crisis. And, yes, it is a crisis. My silence has been driven by the fact that I can’t understand how this could happen in the United States of America. And now we are in a situation in which we’re having to make compromised decisions about babies’ health and nutrition based on logistics rather than science. We’ve failed to educate our children for a couple of generations. Now we’ve proved we can’t even feed them.

Let’s bring this morning’s blog full circle. Nothing to worry about with respect to flying saucers and their occupants. What the hell would they want to do with us? We have cooties.

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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.