Weighs In on Molly Ivins' Tombstone Credentials
Molly Ivins Dies Before Her Work Is Finished
I'm glad Molly Ivins didn't get to write her own obituary.
She said of herself that she was "a left-wing, aging-Bohemian
journalist who never made a shrewd career move, never dressed for
success, never got married, and isn't even a lesbian, which at least
would be interesting." Molly didn't get her self-assessment
as right as she did when she was taking potshots at public figures.
I didn't know Molly Ivins well. Not even as a fan. Her column didn't
appear in my local daily newspaper and I didn't know what she looked
like until she spoke at Book Expo America -- I can't remember whether
it was the one in Chicago in 2001 or the one in Los Angeles a few
years after that. It really doesn't matter. What does matter is
I became aware that Molly is a model.
Oh, not a fashion model. When she used her acerbic wit on herself,
she accurately pinpointed her lack of style sense. That one time
I saw her I was underwhelmed by the clothing she selected for a
tiny woman speaking behind a podium in meeting room the size of
a stadium. But I do take issue with the "ageing-Bohemian journalist"
comment and a few others. Here's what I mean:
Aging? Molly died at 62. Her obit in the LA Times shows her with
a mug of coffee and a broad smile. Her hair may have been blonde
or silver -- it doesn't matter -- but it's obvious this woman did
not age. I suspect she never covered her knees with a shawl and
her wit kept her not two steps but about a mile ahead of some like
Rush Limbaugh and George W. who she called "Shrub." Mind
you, her barbs were never slimy, always seemed effortless and were
Journalist? She got that part right, at least. Molly managed to
shine a light on our national stupidity and do it with humor. The
Molly-Ivins-variety of journalism is the ilk that keeps America
free by exposing the potbellies and pocket linings of government
and politicians so the rest of us know how to vote and what to write
our legislators about.
Now. That "left-wing" label she applied to herself. I'm
tired of the word "left-wing." It's meaningless because
it keeps shifting like a rattler in a sand dune. It used to be that
left-wing meant an antiprivacy stance. It meant favoring big-government
and approving ninnies who pork-barreled and kept the budget off
kilter. Now it seems that "left-wing" is what "right
wing" used to be. "Left-wing" describes people like
Molly who want to keep government out of people's bedrooms and their
doctors' offices. People like Molly who don't want to spend our
taxes on war efforts that destroy more than they save. If the term
keeps up its dyslexic shifts from left to right and back again people
could easily misunderstand who Molly was when they read her headstone
100 years hence. I'd like them be certain that it was not Molly
who contributed to the demise of our country's freedoms but one
of those who penned mightily to keep that from happening.
That "never got married" assessment she mentioned? Maybe
she felt that was necessary because she grew in decades before women
realized that they didn't need a husband to be successful. If she
still felt self-conscious about her marital status, at least she
could set an example for acceptance of others by adding the lesbian
comment. The world can still use more of her tolerance and fewer
of those assumptions about status and gender.
Let's move on to "never made a shrewd career move." Molly
started being a journalist more than 30 years ago when no career
was easy for women. You know, in the days when women couldn't get
a credit card in their own name after they divorced? I know how
hard it was to be a woman and in a man's world back then. I was
there. Carving a career in that environment was worse, and newsrooms
were the worst of the worse. They were corrals where men hung out
and the few women writers in them clustered together in the society
department wearing picture hats and pillboxes. Molly built a career
as a syndicated columnist in those times and she wasn't writing
about Bombeckian subjects. She was doing hardcore politics. From
there she went on to become a bestselling author of several books
including Bushwacked: Life in George W. Bush's America.
Any career mistakes she may have made may be destined to remain
a mystery, but it is evident that she made enough smart moves to
. . . .well, to deserve a huge obituary in the LA Times and to make
me -- a stranger -- miss her. She also made enough righton decisions
to make me sure that my country, journalism, and women will be less
well off without her knowing voice to make us smile and think.
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