08/24/22 Roe, Roe, Roe Your Boat. The Law of Unintended Consequences.

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When you’re working for a liar, lying on behalf of the lying liar is a prerequisite. Trump’s attorneys and GOP apologists have proved to be model employees/robots.

The notion put forward by the former president and his lackies that the August 8th search at Mar-a-Lago was unnecessary and a judicial/legal/law enforcement overreach is demonstrably false. All other options to seek recovery of those documents had been exhausted. Trump was not a persecuted victim. In fact, the DOJ, FBI and National Archives were amazingly patient, perhaps even to a fault.

And Trump had already been exposed as a repeat offender. Back in January, more than 100 classified documents totaling 700-plus pages contained in 15 boxes were retrieved from Mar-a-Lago. The documents included many that were stamped with the highest levels of classification. The National Archives was so concerned about possible breaches of national security that it requested FBI damage assessment, particularly since the documents had been stored in a non-secure location.

This is a separate episode from the scenario that led to the August 8th warrant search, which was conducted only after year-long negotiations with Team Trump had proved fruitless.

Now Trump wants a “special master” to assess the contents of these documents. That’s not unprecedented. And except for the fact this is yet another obvious delaying tactic, I’m fine with it. Knock yourself out, Donnie. The Truth, which you have successfully dodged for almost eight decades, is closing fast.

Yes, the GOP will very likely get control of the House in the November mid-term election. But Republicans now may not achieve the House landslide they anticipated, and have very likely, as even The Turtle has conceded, blown their chance to gain the Senate. Bad candidates. Bad ideas. Culture War Empty Barrels.

And thank you, SCOTUS. Roe Roe Roe Your Boat. The Law of Unintended Consequences has been invoked.

Tuesday night’s primaries in New York and Florida hint at a Bolt of Blue. And the Dems may finally be wising up and offering more mainstream candidates instead of fringe fire-breathers that frankly scare the bejabbers out of the Central Majority of the Electorate.

As evidence I offer Charlie Crist, who Tuesday won the Florida gubernatorial nomination. I’ve heard Crist getting knocked for being a former Republican. Why? That’s great. Isn’t the whole idea to create as many “former Republicans” as possible? Isn’t that the path to sanity? Crist can at the very least make DeSantis uncomfortable and create a viable option for rational Floridians.

Ukraine. We haven’t forgotten you.

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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.