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I’ll stop short of saying there is a bounce in my step on this Thursday morning. But at least the chronic hitch in my git-a-long has eased a bit.

I like some of what I see.

The judge in the Dominion case just ain’t havin’ none of Fox’s bullshit.

Another judge is about to tell Jim Jordan to do something that is theoretically anatomically impossible.

Some overnight progress, at least temporarily, on the abortion pill judicial overreach.

The two expelled members of the Tennessee House have been reinstated. And the racist, authoritarian troglodytes who expelled them are now bathed in near-universal shame.

Trump is going to be found legally liable in a civil rape trial. “Civil rape.” Is there such a thing?

Hell, yes, I’ll take a close and fair look at Tim Scott as a presidential candidate. Senator Scott passes my one and only litmus test these days—he’s not fucking crazy, which distinguishes him. He’s an actual, thinking, philosophical, forward-looking, principled Conservative, unlike the CINOs that dominate the nutjob wing of the Republican Party, also known as the Republican Party. (See, I can play that Acronym Game, too!)

Oh, and the Astros won!

Don’t tell me you didn’t see this. Don’t tell me you didn’t hear this. And damn sure don’t tell me that it’s, “No big deal.” Trump “sat down with” (god, I hate that term) Fox shill Tucker Carlson, who looked like a flabby and bewildered four-year-old. Come to think of it, so did Carlson’s interviewee.

But I digress. Don’t deny it. Don’t dismiss it. Don’t deflect it. Don’t change the subject. And you’d better not effing tell me it’s “no big deal.”

Trump listed his international “leadership” heroes as Xi, Kim and Putin. He described that tyrannical trio as “top-drawer” leaders. They’re all murderers.

If you’re not finally convinced that Trump is a stone-effing crazy totalitarian who is unfit to serve, Icaintheppya.

But I will fightya.

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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.