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Politics—and religion–should stop at the front door of the pharmacy. Can we agree on that? Apparently not.

There’s a bill before the South Carolina legislature that would make abortion punishable by death. I’m not making this up.  Yeah, that’s being “pro-life,” right?

And the nut-job wing of the Georgia lege (assuming that term is not a redundancy) now wants to investigate prosecutors, completely as shameless political retribution. Uh, that’s not the way this “branches of government” thing is supposed to work.

So now DeSantis has appointed himself Commissioner of Tennis as well?  What a Djoke.

Kevin McCarthy first gifted Tucker Carlson with 40,000 hours of video, and declared it a “Tucker Carlson exclusive.” Now McCarthy says, with a straight face, that he hasn’t even seen Carlson’s sanitized and completely dishonest edited propaganda.

But a lot of GOP Senators have. And they say it’s bullshit. I find that to be at least mildly encouraging.

Conundrum. The folks that really need to know about and confront the scandal at Fox will never hear about it. ‘Cause all they ever watch is Fox, and they’re damn sure not going to see or here it there.

Wonder what morale at Fox is like. I don’t think there are enough donuts in the world to fix that.

Back the Blue? Sure, when the Blue is true. I guess that disqualifies Louisville P.D. And, yes, it is ENTIRELY proper and appropriate for Garland and DOJ to intervene.

The U.S. 5th Circuit Court of Appeals is its own nation-state. Hey, let’s bring back bump stocks! And, you know, just because a person is the subject of a restraining order because of fear of domestic violence doesn’t mean that person can’t buy a gun, right?

Looks like we’re headed for a national recession. But just to make sure, the GOP continues to terrorize national and global markets by refusing to date to raise the debt ceiling. 


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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.