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Tonight I shed tears for Molly Ivins. I cry for the woman who, through the power of her writings, brought to life the dreams, despair, frustrations, and, yes, hope to the many who believed that democracy belongs not just to the rich and influential, but to the rest of us.

She was never a phony or hyprocrite; she called it as she saw it. She didn't mince her words.

In many ways Molly was like the proverbial child; she never matured enough to become corrupted, and for that, we are grateful.

As a young Mexican-American Texan in the days when "my kind" were supposed to keep our mouths shut, Molly inspired me and thousands like me to stand up and challenge the status quo.

Que Dios te Bendiga, Molly!