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The Cultists are actually whining because the first hearing was presented in prime time. Of course they are. They always support suppression of truth. The fewer people who are exposed to facts, the better they like it. In every case and scenario.

But in the same breath, they also say, “Nobody cares” about the hearings. Apparently, they do. Twenty million people were watching Thursday night.

Think about the hell the Big Lie bullshit has put this country through. And it will become further apparent this morning that LeGrande L’Orange knew it was bullshit from the jump, but chose to do this to this country. Treason. Traitor.

So what exactly does Steve Bannon…Steve Bannon…have to threaten Merrick Garland or anyone else with?  What’s Bannon gonna do? Hold his breath in jail until he turns blue? Piss off, Roaring Gnat. You bore me.

White supremacists crossing state lines to incite civil unrest? That ain’t no misdemeanor, as currently charged. That’s a federal felony.

There is zero chance Joe Biden will serve a second term. Zero. Let’s hope the same thing can be said of Trump. The best thing for our country on Jan. 20, 2025 would be to attempt to hit “re-set” with both of those polarizing relics in the rear-view mirror.

The systemic issue here is not Ginny Thomas (although her promotion of The Big Lie is deplorable). The issue is Clarence Thomas’s refusal to recuse himself in any and all related cases in front of SCOTUS, now and going forward.

I keep hearing and reading lofty-sounding—but completely deflective—interviews, articles and memes all expressing some version of “You can’t address gun violence by stripping law-abiding Americans of their rights.”  Who?…who?… is suggesting that? Who? How? Where? But by all means, bluster on.

We’ll update this blog later today following the hearing.

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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.