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There was no perfect option available to Merrick Garland. But he chose the least imperfect course of action, because that’s what rational people do. And Merrick Garland is a rational person.

Garland on Friday fully explained the rationale for his decision to appoint a special counsel to oversee DOJ’s investigation into Trumpian misdeeds. Now that Trump has formally become a 2024 presidential candidate, and given the fact that Joe Biden is Garland’s boss, the move is not only appropriate, it is clearly necessary.

Garland appointed the special counsel knowing full well he would be damned if he did and damned if he didn’t. Again, rational professionals take those public and political brickbats out of their decision-making process. And Merrick Garland is a rational professional.

Trumpers are screaming about the appointment. But they would be screaming just as loudly had Garland not made this decision. The eternal constant here is Trumpers screaming at the top of their lungs. Whatever they’re screaming about at any given moment is irrelevant. For them, the petulance is always the point. The deflection is always the dodge.

So let’s all start chanting “witch hunt” and continue claiming that, “This is all politically motivated,” as we toss random ingredients into the Cult’s boiling cauldron. Now throw in a pinch of Hunter Biden and this bitches’ brew is ready to roil.

It’s as lame as it is predictable.

If the facts warrant indictment of Hunter Biden, then indict him. Prosecutors are on the case. Sure, we can talk about Hunter Biden. But not in the same conversation in which we are trying to get to the bottom of stolen classified documents and an unprecedented attempt to overthrow the government of the United States. Those subjects do not occupy the same plane.

Don’t even think about suggesting there is “equivalency.”

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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.