Y'all know we lost Molly Ivins yesterday. It's sobering, sometimes almost depressing, how the good guys die off while the forces of evil hang on with inhuman tenacity; I figure the transfusions of demonic blood have something to do with it, but that's a story for another time.
I've never been a diehard Molly reader; enjoyed her stuff, certainly, when I came across it, but there's so much to read that many things get filtered out. I saw the AP piece last week of her being in the hospital and briefly discussed it with my friend Steve (a truly diehard Molly reader). I hoped for good news, he foresaw the bad. He was right, dammit.
I live in Austin, as did Molly. I had to do some little thing to mollify (groan...) the loss of such a powerful voice, a writer's voice.
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