Cheers and Jeers: Rum and Coke FRIDAY!Friday MollybloggingMolly Ivins died two years ago tomorrow, dammit. She was 62 and that was too young by at least 40 years. Effing cancer.
I can only imagine how she would've sliced and diced the '08 campaign (She'da spun Sarah Palin and Joe the Plumber into comedy gold, that's for sure). Or Blagojevich. Or the vanishing species known as Republicanus Moderatus. Or the contrast between Obama and her frequent (and oh so easy) target, "Dubya."
We humans are so greedy. Always wanting more more more. Even though she delighted us last year by releasing a new book posthumously, I still want more Molly. I'm very upset that I can't have it. But I'm grateful for the decades of snark, sass, satire, sarcasm and sense she left behind, of which this is just a fraction:
"Next time I tell you someone from Texas should not be president of the United States, please pay attention."
Texas Observer 1/31/09What Would Molly Think?(snip)
She lives in everyone who took courage in who they are and what they thought when they read her columns and books, and knew they weren't alone and weren't crazy. She lives on in The Texas Observer (Texasobserver.org) and the ACLU (aclu.org), to whom she left a large portion of her estate.
In a letter for the ACLU, she says: "I don't have any children, so I've decided to claim all the future freedom-fighters and hell-raisers as my kin. I figure freedom and justice beat having my name in marble any day. Besides, if there is another life after this one, think how much we'll get to laugh watching it all."
Ken Bunting, an old friend of Molly's who's now associate publisher of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, said of Molly on Election Day, "I'm not much of a believer, but I think our friend is looking down and smiling right along with Barack's grandma." You know, I think he is right.
Molly we sure do miss you. We celebrate your life.
Mary Tyler "Molly" Ivins (August 30, 1944 – January 31, 2007). Rest in peace, Molly. We've changed course and we got us a brand new Captain of the ship USA. A bright guy you met once.
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