Reply #1: My favorite memory of Molly Ivins was from some late night [View All]

[Warpy]

talk show when she made one of her all too brief appearances, must've been 20 years ago. She was asked how she'd gotten started and she replied that being six feet tall in east Texas had forever crushed her hopes of being considered cute cheerleader material and that she knew she'd have to figure out something else to do, so she turned rabblerouser.

In that way, she was a kindred spirit, although I did manage cute in North Carolina maybe a nanosecond before I told the state what it could do with itself, thumbed my nose, and blew for Boston.

Everyone who dies leaves a hole. Molly Ivins has left a big hole, one much larger than her six foot, non cute frame. May she find another place to do what she did best: raise hell.

I'm afraid she'd find eternal peace dreadfully boring.