I loved Molly Ivins' work.
I read Bushwacked a few years ago, and the spirit of it brought me to tears on several occasions.
Molly Ivins, the hell-giving, hilarity-spewing, story-telling activist and writer died at age 62 today. She had breast cancer.
Her death saddened me because I lost my own mother at 65 to colon cancer, because I didn't even know Ms. Ivins was sick and because she was a true soldier who reminded me a lot of my mom. She took nothing from nobody and gave a lot of grief to the people who deserve it most: the powerful.
She was an inspiration, saying, "There are two kinds of humor: [the kind] that makes us chuckle about our foibles and our shared humanity. The other kind holds people up to public contempt and ridicule. That's what I do."
If you love any part of this country or what it could be, please take moment to remember one of its great citizens, and please, please watch this video.