MOLLY: DEEP IN THE HEARTS OF TEXAS
Thank you for the tribute to the late, great Molly Ivins [“Molly, in Her Own Words,” Feb. 26]. It is at times like these that The Nation means so much to us far-flung fellow travelers. Abrazos,
Molly Ivins–definitely one of the greats, and so young. Just when we need her most. I treasure my copies of Shrub and Molly Ivins Can’t Say That, Can She? and reread them as needed, which is frequently.
I was much saddened to learn of the death of Molly Ivins. I can never forget a hilarious “interview” between her and Calvin Trillin aboard a Nation cruise several years ago. What a joy it’s been to have them both in our lives.
JUDITH M. JANES
A Molly quote you left out: “Our very own dreaded Legislature is almost upon us. January 9 and they’ll all be here, leaving many a village without its idiot,” from a December 2000 column.
San Miguel de Allende, Mexico
I opened your February 26 issue anticipating a tribute to Molly Ivins, one of the funniest and most passionate defenders of the Constitution and the rights of the underdog. I found a half-page with five or six Ivins quotes. Ah well, I thought, her death has caught them with nothing in their morgue and no free space for an article. So you can imagine my disappointment upon opening the March 5 issue. No article on Molly. A giant has passed from the scene. Do you not feel a grave silence where her rollicking voice once rang out?
Fear not. Readers will find more tributes to Molly online.– The Editors
New York City
When are you folks going to have a memorial service in New York for the great Molly Ivins–a rip-roaring, roof-lifting, irreverent event to celebrate this powerful political satirist and to counteract all those vapid, sexist obituaries that have reduced her work to being “tart-tongued”? We’re all bereft, and we need to bang some pots in the street.
I went to school with Molly–one year ahead of her, but way behind her in life lessons. We went through the same conversion, fought the same fights, loved the same heroes, hoped for the same tomorrow. But the woman everyone called just Molly was way ahead of me because she had too much fun getting there. As she put it, “These are the ‘good old days.’ Enjoy them now. Remember the motto of all Texas liberals: ‘It could always be worse–and probably will be after the next election.'” Molly liked Texas country music, Tex-Mex food, Austin politics, parties in particular and life in general. And she wrote as often about that joy as about any outrage that cut into her generous heart.