The first rule of holes; when you’re in one, stop diggin’.
So said the late, great journalist and wit, Molly Ivins. In fact, Ms. Molly was an original; a brilliant bright light as human beings go. Her feisty brand of humor is legendary. At one time, her column was carried by over 400 newspapers across the United States.
Molly Ivins was fearless in calling out those in politics and in corporate America whose behavior was less than ethical. She was raised in Texas and spent most of her life there, reserving her sharpest wit and ridicule for that state and its decidedly shady brand of rightist politics.
Practice. Practise. Practice. That’s what Texas provides when it comes to sleaze and stink.
On George W. Bush, whom she nortoriously dubbed, ‘Schrub”…
Everyone knows the man has no clue, but no one there has the courage to say it. I mean, good gawd, the man is as he always has been: barely adequate.
Next time I tell you someone from Texas should not be president of the United States, please pay attention.
On Former Texas Congressman and Tea Party founder, Dick Armey…
If ignorance ever goes to $40 a barrel, I want drillin’ rights on that man’s head.
On America’s #1 conservative radio talker…
I have been attacked by Rush Limbaugh on the air, an experience somewhat akin to being gummed by a newt. It doesn’t actually hurt, but it leaves you with slimy stuff on your ankle.
On Bill Clinton…
If left to my own devices, I’d spend all my time pointing out that he’s weaker than bus-station chili. But the man is so constantly subjected to such hideous and unfair abuse that I wind up standing up for him on the general principle that some fairness should be applied. Besides, no one but a fool or a Republican ever took him for a liberal
Molly’s Mantra…
…keep fightin’ for freedom and justice, beloveds, but don’t you forget to have fun doin’ it. Lord, let your laughter ring forth. Be outrageous, ridicule the fraidy-cats, rejoice in all the oddities that freedom can produce. And when you get through kickin’ ass and celebratin’ the sheer joy of a good fight, be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was.
Molly Ivins passed away in January, 2007 from breast cancer. She was only 62 years old. I miss reading her columns. I get a kick out of thinking about what Molly would have to say about the tea party and other political insanities that have come to roost in America since the Obama era began.
Molly’s mantra works for me. She admired honesty and decency. I am inspired to be a force like she was, and like her, I want to have a good time doing it.