Remembering Molly Ivins

H/t to Tigana at Docudharma for the post.

I miss Molly, and I am convinced she would have supported JRE this round, but I'm not her. Nor could I claim to be her voice.

Flag for Molly Ivins, A True Texas Progressive

On the eve of two fine feminists, including Amanda Marcotte, who lives in Austin, hired by the Edwards campaign, Molly Ivins passed away after a long battle with cancer.

I will write more about this since I've been following Molly's writing for a long time.

She's with her sister Ann Richards.

http://www.truthout.org/docs_2006/013107U.shtml

and from the Texas Observer:

I have a grandly dramatic vision of myself stalking through the canyons of the Big Apple in the rain and cold, dreaming about driving with the soft night air of East Texas rushing on my face while Willie Nelson sings softly on the radio, or about blasting through the Panhandle under a fierce sun and pale blue sky….I’ll remember, I’ll remember…sunsets, rivers, hills, plains, the Gulf, woods, a thousand beers in a thousand joints, and sunshine and laughter. And people. Mostly I’ll remember people.

There is one thing, an important thing, I have to tell you before I go. What I’m going to tell you is more than a fact. It is a Truth. I have spent six years checking it out, and I know it to be true. The people who subscribe to The Texas Observer are good people. In fact, you’re the best people in this state. I don’t care if you think that’s pretentious or sentimental—it’s just true.

If I got to naming you, I would never stop, so I won’t. But please believe me that all of you whom I know and many of you whom I know only by letter are in my mind as I write this—even if I do forget your names half the time. Always excepting, of course, the turkey who sends me hate mail after my annual gun-control editorial. Turkey, turkey, turkey.

I wanted to call this “The Long Goodbye” but Kaye won’t let me. She wanted to call it “Ivins Indulges in Horrible Fit of Sentimentality.”

I love you. Good-bye my friends.