One of our most awesome political humorists died today from breast cancer. She was battling her third round with the disease. She was 62.
I first heard of Molly Ivins when I saw her speak and met her in 1993 at Ball State. She was a firecracker. I didn’t know a thing about the Texas legislature, but she had me rolling in the aisles at their antics. Even though I was a broke-ass grad student, I bought her book, shook her hand, got her autograph and have been her #1 fan since.
She was a big inspiration to me to say what you mean and mean what you say and that the most fun in life is had when you are mocking the most serious people and situations. In the same way that men ages 18-40 get most of their political news from the Daily Show, I got most of my early education in politics from reading Molly Ivins. Explains a lot, doesn’t it?
Recently, I saw a clip of her in a documentary project about inane sex laws on the books. She spoke about the time the Texas legislature has devoted to sex laws. It was hysterical. It isn’t suitable for all audiences, so you’ll just have to Google for it.
In 2002, she wrote, “Having breast cancer is massive amounts of no fun. First they mutilate you; then they poison you; then they burn you. I have been on blind dates better than that.”
She was a graduate of a women’s college, loved to call George W. Bush “Shrub,” and had inflammatory breast cancer. She was talented and funny; smart and savvy. Her last column was about standing up against escalating the war in Iraq.
I miss her already.