04/06/23 Can You dig it, Baby? – Radically Rational

04/06/23 Can You dig it, Baby?

Donald Trump was more than OK with chants of, “Hang Mike Pence.”

Now Pence is going to hang Trump out to dry about the run-up to Jan. 6.

Yes, I’m gleeful about this. It’s Shakespearean. This is going to be a Midsummer Night’s (wet?) Dream.

We find ourselves surrounded by and ensconced in Looming Poetic Justice.
Dominion is about to beat Fox “News” like a rented mule. Murdoch and Fox are now in the fetal position. I’m wondering what Fox’s “end game” is here, other than unconditional surrender. Is it possible Fox is preparing to get out of even the fake news business? Maybe they can transition into a Crypto start-up.

Some of you are no doubt blissfully unconcerned about what happened in the Tennessee House Wednesday. You should be equal parts enraged and frightened. I use words carefully, and I have been more than reticent to use terms like “1930s Germany” and “fascism.” But they both apply here, without equivocation. The GOP controlled Tennessee House moved to expel three Democrats because of their stances on gun control and their support of gun protesters. These Dems committed thought crimes, so they must now be banished. They’ve already been stripped of their committee assignments.

Some of you are no doubt blissfully unconcerned. But you should be equal parts enraged and frightened.

Don’t act smug, Texans. That same kinda shit is going on here.

BB and I are going to see and hear Neil “Grazin’ in de Grasse” Tyson tonight at the Tobin. Seems Radically Rational attracts Radically Rational.

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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.