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Trump’s 2024 GOP frontrunner status reflects our plummeting national self-respect. Is there nothing this “man” can do to disqualify himself? Apparently not. And make no mistake, this continual defense of the indefensible reflects a deep self-loathing on the part of his Cultists. You have to hate yourself pretty intensely to in any way defend or rationalize his evil insanity.

The curious thing is that Trump has admitted, well, everything, including his orchestrated attempt to overthrow the government of the United States. It’s all there, on video and in documents. Why did it take that jury all of about eight seconds to find him liable in the Carroll case? Because he told us who he is, both in his deposition videos and in the infamous Access Hollywood tape. What’s the saying? “When somebody tells you who he is, believe him.”

“I don’t even know who this woman is.”   He actually said that following the announcement of the verdict. This is Twi-Light Zone stuff.

So all of this—all of this—is “political” or a “witch hunt.” Cultists?

We will make no societal progress until we re-stigmatize lying and liars. Lying must once again carry a heavy price tag instead of an eternal free pass. The Trump verdict got Tuesday off to a nice start. The federal charges filed later in the afternoon against George Santos then provided additional hope. This is progress, however modest.

Not that Tuesday didn’t come with its frustrations. Kevin McCarthy playing a game of chicken with our—and that means your—economic future is an abomination that further displays the GOP’s total disinterest in responsible governance.

And, there is no doubt that Biden was correct in predicting “chaos” at the border Thursday when Title 42 expires. Get ready.

Earnest question: What possible objection could any rational person have to raising the minimum age for assault-style weapons purchases in Texas from 18 to 21?

I welcome your answers.

I wish I could take credit for this observation, but it’s something I read or heard in passing. I’m not the author. However, “Gunfire is now the ambient sound of America,” is tragically brilliant. Yeah, that sound is now what we call “room tone” in radio, television and film. It is the “nat sound” track of our American lives. And it is a uniquely American shame.

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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.