Molly Ivins, whose biting columns mixed liberal populism with an irreverent Texas wit, died at 5:30 p.m. Wednesday at her home in Austin after an up-and-down battle with breast cancer she had waged for seven years. She was 62.
Damn. I could always count on Molly to inspire me no matter how bad things looked. Her writing was a big part of why I got interested and stayed interested in liberal politics. She made me laugh at the absurdity of the world even as she got me riled up about its injustice; and there's no anodyne better than humor to keep indignation from spoiling into self-righteousness. I'll miss her.
My hat is off, so I can't tip it, but thanks to The Mahablog for the info.