Missing Molly or, the Gang Pluck of the Chicken Hawks

Ah damn it anyhow but there are days I really miss you Molly Ivins. Your hilarious, biting humour always seemed to cut the ol Texas totalitarian toadies down to
their as seen by most, actual size. i.e.

Molly Ivins, an impassioned columnist, longtime Mother Jones contributor and iconic voice of Texas populism, passed away at her home in Austin today after a long battle with breast cancer. She was 62. Her syndicated columns mercilessly pilloried Republicans, and spineless Democrats, but unlike many writers in that form, she was a conoisseur of politics as surreal comedy and once called Texas electioneering "the finest form of free entertainment ever invented." The daughter of a conservative Houston attorney and a teenage acquaintance of President George W. Bush, she was a grand peculiarity in a proudly peculiar state. "I dearly love the state of Texas," she wrote, "but I consider that a harmless perversion on my part, and discuss it only with consenting adults.".
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In 1976 the New York Times hired her away in an effort to inject itself with more writerly oomph, which she offered in surfeit: after describing a community chicken killing festival as a "gang pluck," she was fired.
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Although Ivins was best known as an opinion writer, her down-home style also made her a dangerous reporter among Texas good ol' boys.
In a 1988 Ms. Magazine article on U.S. Congressman Charlie Wilson’s secretarial hiring criteria, she quoted him as saying, "You can teach 'em to type, but you can't teach 'em to grow tits," almost ending his career. Her 20 years of reporting for Mother Jones included a critique of Rush Limbaugh, musings on Texas activism, and an April 2000 story on the ephemeral businesses of then-presidential-candidate George W. Bush, who "flipped his oil companies faster than a Texas S&L can daisy-chain a Dallas condo." After Bush took power and began jostling to invade Iraq, Ivins became a vocal critic of the plan, telling Salon that "it's what we do after we win that's the problem. This rosy scenario where Iraqis greet us by dancing in the street and democracy follows one after the other in the domino theory of Southeast Asia just strikes me as ludicrously optimistic."


Ah the Order of the Garter (the royal families who report to the Pope.) Harmless dress up... ?





In 2002, Ivins wrote "Who Needs Breasts, Anyway?", an article for Time about her experience with cancer. "Having breast cancer is massive amounts of no fun," she said. "First they mutilate you; then they poison you; then they burn you. I have been on blind dates better than that." She was optimistic about her health and, last November, told Texas Monthly that her doctor had said she had "years" to live, and she continued writing her column even as the disease returned with a vengeance. Her last piece, opposing the Bush Administration's Iraq surge, ran on January 11th, and like so much of Ivins' work, ended with an optimistic call to action.

"We are the people who run this county," she said. "We are the deciders. And every single day, every single one of us needs to step outside and take some action to stop this war. Raise hell."
Josh Harkinson is an Investigative
Reporter at Mother Jones.


Wasn't it Watergate that taught us
to "follow the money."

Where God, greed and treason mix.













Wouldn't ya like to see a poll at CNN that goes something like this:

Do you think Ken Lay is really dead or,

1. He's dead, dead is dead.

2. Living on the Bush estate in Paraguay under
full Blackwater (Knights of Malta) protection.

3. As a Knight of Malta he is now with the Pope's
militia in Rome, well Monte Carlo..the tables
called eh!

...yada...feel free to add some ideas.