She dug in her heels and told the truth, she pointed out that the Emperor had no flight suit and a shriveled winky to boot. She was a public left-wing populist liberal in Texas and, honey, if you think that’s easy, you ought to try it. She had a wit you could shave with and not a mean-spirited bone in her body. She made you laugh, and that makes you think.
If she slips into that sweet darkness, I fervently hope Jesus is waiting with a plate full of Bar B Q and pecan pie and a can of Pearl. A chorale of Aggies would be a good touch.
“Welcome home, sweet darlin’! Mr. Twain’s settin’ over there, got a bottle of sippin’ whiskey he’s been saving to share. By the way, you done good! * Real * good!”
(Well, of course, Jesus has a Texas accent! You didn’t know?)
(Note: if thread ill placed, move as appropriate. Ain’t nothin’ to Debate, and it goddam sure isn’t Mundane and Pointless, unless life is. And it isn’t…)
Link to news story. There is an ongoing discussion of this on another message board, so I won’t link to it directly, just noting that it’s the one Markos Moulitsas Zúniga started.
I read Molly Ivins Can’t Say That, Can She? from one cover to the other, on a transcontinental flight,* with a migraine headache*. Laughed my fool aching head off all the way, too.
I don’t always agree with her, but I adore her. This does, indeed, suck.
Sad news. I might not always agree with her politics, but she sure seems to know what she’s talking about, and goes about explaining things with a humor that is both funny and cutting at the same time. A unique soul who will be missed, if her time has indeed come.
Unless you are implying that he was a homosexual sailor, Sam Clemens is not an “Aggie” in the sense of being an alumni of Texas A&M, or indeed from Texas at all.
I was never a particular fan of Ivins, particularly her apologism for Clinton’s more egregeous actions (I’m not talking about blowjobs), but she did have a rapier wit, the sharpness of which was really wasted on such a doughy target as Governer-cum-President G.W. Bush. In any case, gadflys are necessary, and Ivins filled the role with style and aplomb.
Side note to GeeDubya: get on the plane. Fly down there, right now, with a Medal of Freedom and about fifty dozen roses. For once in your pampered and privileged life, show a little class. Just once.
That’s really sad; i didn’t know. Thanks for the info, elucidator. Molly Ivins really is one of a kind. I’ve read quite a few of her books, and always looked forward to her columns in The Progressive.
I think her fellow Texan Jim Hightower qualifies in this category too. Another guy i really like to read.
That will be a loss. We need a smart-assed Southern populist writing columns, to counteract the steady torrent of righty propaganda in these parts (and in a way that brings it home for the locals).
I remember when she had her first bout with cancer, she said the worst part was sitting in the waiting room feeling like an idiot because she hadn’t been getting regular exams. She said don’t send flowers, don’t send cards, just go and get the damn test. I think about this every month when self test day pops up on the calendar.
I’m sure she’d extend that to those of the testicular persuasion as well.
Ms. Ivins had a regular Thursday column in the Chicago Tribune. I don’t know what I enjoyed more: her columns or the subsequent letters to the editor complaining about her “liberal bias”. (Because any liberal point of view is by definition biased and therefore does not belong in a daily newspaper.)