My Two Bits About Molly Ivins

We are the people who run this country. We are the deciders. And every single day, every single one of us needs to step outside and take some action to help stop this war. Raise hell. Think of something to make the ridiculous look ridiculous. Make our troops know we're for them and trying to get them out of there. Hit the streets to protest Bush's proposed surge. If you can, go to the peace march in Washington on Jan. 27. We need people in the streets, banging pots and pans and demanding, "Stop it, now!" -- Molly Ivins, January 11, 2007

All I know about Molly Ivins is that she was a syndicated columnist with an acerbic wit and a wicked pen, that I was a fan of hers from the very first column of hers I read and that now she is dead.

It's odd, if not weird, to feel sorrow for someone you never knew, but I do, even as I write.

Perhaps it is because there are two kinds of writers, hacks and those who put their heart and soul into trying to say what they feel -- Molly Ivins was most certainly of the latter kind.

She grew up in Texas, went to high school with Bush the Younger before he transmogrified into the Codpiece and Decider. Also, as a political columnist, she had observed his time in Texas politics.

That was before the Supreme Court overruled the will of we, the people, and sent him off to Washington where he could do everything a little man like himself could do to ruin the country and embark upon militaristic adventures which historians will see as the start of the Third World War.

That is, if there are any historians afterwards, or any afterwards for that matter!

The quote up at the top is the last paragraph of the last column that Molly wrote. I recommend that you read it here.

Tomorrow, I hope to post about the demonstration last Saturday, January 27, to which she refers. My cousin, Nuke Watcher was there and he has given me several comments and observations on what it was like and, in some ways a depressing experience.