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Wonder if Vegas actually posts an over/under on how long Mike Johnson will be Speaker of the House. If so, bet the under. Lay the points. NFL in this case stands for “Not For Long.”

Johnson faced the media Wednesday morning to make a run at damage control and attempt to move the focus off the GOP’s loss of the seat formerly held by the disgraced and expelled George Santos. He failed. The Republican margin in the House is down to the nub, and members of his own party clearly think that Johnson is too inexperienced and tone-deaf to handle his job. Yeah, Mikey finally pushed through—on the second try—his impeachment of Homeland Security Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas. But even that had tepid support from many Republicans who fear this lame and doomed procedural move will just further showcase the party’s inability to govern. The Senate may not even take this up.

The GOP lost Santos’ former seat at least in part because of Trump’s eternal vindictiveness. Le Grande L’Orange made it clear that Republican candidate Mazi Pilip failed to kiss his…ring…to the extent necessary for him to openly support her. Of course, it’s also possible that Trump didn’t want to endorse Pilip because he knew she was going to get her clock cleaned by Democrat Tom Suozzi, and didn’t want to be labeled a “loser” yet again. Remember, his endorsements didn’t appear to mean much in the 2022 mid-terms.

I still wonder if I was dreaming. Did I really hear Trump say he would not pledge to defend a Russian-attacked NATO member nation if it were behind on its alliance dues? And then surely I was hallucinating when I imagined I heard him say that in fact he would “encourage” Russians and tell them to “do whatever the hell they want.”

I mean, who could imagine a former U.S. president who wants to return to the White House dissing and spooking our closest allies and giving aid, comfort and license to Vladimir Putin? That’s crazy, right? Hell, that would be immediately disqualifying in the eyes of the American electorate, right?  That would be the on-the-spot political end of such a candidate, right?  RIGHT?

You know what’s even crazier?  A rival GOP candidate who knows Trump is nucking futs, knows he’s unfit for office, knows he is an eminent threat to national and global security, but to date still says she’ll vote for Trump in November if he’s the nominee.

Strange days indeed. Most peculiar, Mama

You can’t have it both ways, Nikki. And that goes for Special Counsel Robert Hur as well. Hur elected not to bring charges against Joe Biden for mishandling classified government documents because he found there was insufficient evidence. OK. But then he went on to write that he doubted jurors would convict Biden because they would view him as a “sympathetic, well-meaning elderly man with a poor memory.”

That’s insidious. That’s way beyond your job description, Dude. Gee, I can hardly wait for the circus when Jim Jordan summons Hur to testify before the House.

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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.