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“I don’t want to say the election is over.” 

OK, Trump. I’ll say it for you. The election is over. It has been for a year and a half.

What’s new is that your political career is over. And your Big Lie, along with all the little ones, are over.

DT has been DQ’ed. Not “Dairy Queened,” although he clearly knows his way around a Dilly Bar. Disqualified.

For a variety of reasons, it’s highly unlikely that Trump is headed for prison, although his crimes would warrant three life sentences.

But here’s where else he’s not going. Back to the White House, or back to anything resembling relevance. And for that, Sane America is grateful.

Two things from last night’s hearing stick with me. First, and most alarmingly, Trump’s willingness to endanger or even sacrifice human life to sustain his lie.

But also this. His “Team Crazy” was actually a very small roster. Giuliani. Powell. Eastman. Flynn. Pillow Dude.  Overstock Boy.

Everyone else around him, pretty much without exception, knew it was all a lie. But they remained silent, at least publicly, until they were under oath. That is also shameful dereliction of duty.

So while Trumpism remains a virulent malignancy, Trump is over.

You don’t believe it? Watch the hemorrhaging over the coming days and weeks. It’s “abandon ship” time for GOP pols.

As of this morning, NOBODY fears another Trump term in office more than the Republican Party. Not because they have had any sort of moral awakening, of course, but because Trump has no chance of winning a general election.

And because, as human beings, they shudder as much as the rest of us when they think about what a vengeful and unrestrained Trump would unleash in a return tour.

Go back and listen to what the likes of McCarthy, McConnell, Graham, et al, said in the hours and days following the January 6 attempted coup. They were universal and unequivocal in their condemnation of Trump’s actions. Actually, McCarthy was particularly eloquent. Then he and the others saw political polling numbers and lost their integrity.

I predict they will miraculously recover it in the coming days.

Trumpism isn’t over.

But Trump is.

DT is now DQ’ed.

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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.