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As Putin becomes increasingly frustrated and humiliated, he is getting increasingly desperate and belligerent. The arrest in Russia of an American Wall Street Journal reporter for “suspected espionage” represents a significant ramp-up of international tensions, as does Putin’s announced intention to place tactical nuclear weapons in Belarus, as well as Russia’s suspension of nuclear notifications with the United States.

April will be a very dicey month.

At least for the moment, the West’s coalition of commitment to Ukraine remains intact. Germany just approved an additional $13 billion of aid.

We awake on this Thursday with the news that two U.S. Army Blackhawk helicopters have crashed in what is described as a routine training mission in Kentucky and that crew fatalities are expected. No residential areas were affected.

And there’s been another very worrisome train derailment, this one in Minnesota. Evacuations are underway. Ethanol and corn syrup this time.

The surest and easiest way to get on Trump’s shit list is to tell the truth. But I’m pretty sure Rupert Murdoch knew that when he spilled Fox’s rancid beans.

Carlson, Hannity and Ingraham are Shameless Shills of the First Order. But don’t overlook Maria Bartiromo. She’s a comer!

Interesting. The New York grand jury weighing the Trump hush-money allegations will meet Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of next week, but then is scheduled to take the rest of April off. There are multiple ways to interpret that. I will not jump the gun.

Pence says he’ll let us know about this subpoena thingy. That’s not the way this works, Lil’ Mikey.

This is too good. Disney may have head-faked DeSantis and his rubber-stamp Reedy Creek Improvement District. Seems the outgoing board approved a new agreement with Disney back in February, before DeSantis’s goons took over. Result? The Mouse may still be in full charge in Central Florida for the next 30 years.  BWAAHHHH!

News this morning that the Pope does not have COVID, and that his symptoms from a respiratory infection are improving.

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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.