[Dialogue] Remembering Molly Ivins

Mon Feb 5 13:07:13 EST 2007

Published on Thursday, February 1, 2007 by The Nation
<http://www.thenation.com> 

Remembering Molly Ivins 

by John Nichols

Molly Ivins always said she wanted to write a book about the lonely
experience of East Texas civil rights campaigners to be titled No One Famous
Ever Came. While the television screens and newspapers told the stories of
the marches, the legal battles and the victories of campaigns against
segregation in Alabama and Mississippi, Ivins recalled, the foes of Jim Crow
laws in the region where she came of age in the 1950s and '60s often labored
in obscurity without any hope that they would be joined on the picket lines
by Nobel Peace Prize winners, folk singers, Hollywood stars or senators. 

And Ivins loved those righteous strugglers all the more for their
willingness to carry on. 

The warmest-hearted populist ever to pick up a pen with the purpose of
calling the rabble to the battlements, Ivins understood that change came
only when some citizen in some off-the-map town passed a petition, called a
Congressman or cast an angry vote to throw the bums out. The nation's mostly
widely syndicated progressive columnist, who died January 31 at age 62 after
a long battle with what she referred to as a "scorching case of cancer,"
adored the activists she celebrated from the time in the late 1960s when she
created her own "Movements for Social Change" beat at the old Minneapolis
Tribune and started making heroes of "militant blacks, angry Indians,
radical students, uppity women and a motley assortment of other misfits and
troublemakers." 

"Troublemaker" might be a term of derision in the lexicon of some
journalists--particularly the on-bended-knee White House press pack that
Ivins studiously refused to run with--but to Molly it was a term of
endearment. If anyone anywhere was picking a fight with the powerful, she
was writing them up with the same passionate language she employed when her
friend the great Texas liberal Billie Carr
<http://www.texasobserver.org/article.php?aid=1093>  passed on in 2002.
Ivins recalled Carr "was there for the workers and the unions, she was there
for the African-Americans, she was there for the Hispanics, she was there
for the women, she was there for the gays. And this wasn't all high-minded,
oh, we-should-all-be-kinder-to-one-another. This was tough, down, gritty,
political trench warfare; money against people. She bullied her way to the
table of power, and then she used that place to get everybody else there,
too. If you ain't ready to sweat, and you ain't smart enough to deal, you
can't play in her league." 

Molly Ivins could have played in the league of the big boys. They invited
her in, giving her a bureau chief job with the New York Times--which she
wrote her way out of when she referred to a "community chicken-killing
festival" in a small town as a "gang-pluck." Leaving the Times in 1982 was
the best thing that ever happened to Molly. She settled back in her home
state of Texas, where her friend Jim Hightower
<http://www.jimhightower.com/>  was about to get elected as agricultural
commissioner and another friend named Ann Richards
<http://www.tsl.state.tx.us/governors/modern/richards-p01.html>  was
striding toward the governorship. As a newspaper columnist for the old
Dallas Times Herald--and, after that paper's demise, for the Fort Worth
Star-Telegram--Molly began writing a political column drenched in the good
humor and fighting spirit of that populist moment. It appealed beyond Texas,
and within a decade she was writing for 400 papers nationwide. 

As it happened, the populist fires faded in Texas, and the state started
spewing out the byproducts of an uglier political tradition--the oil-money
plutocracy--in the form of George Bush and Dick Cheney. 

It mattered, a lot, that Molly was writing for papers around the country
during the Bush interregnum. She explained to disbelieving Minnesotans and
Mainers that, yes, these men really were as mean, as self-serving and as
delusional as they seemed. The book that Molly and her pal Lou Dubose wrote
about their homeboy-in-chief, Shrub: The Short But Happy Political Life of
George W. Bush
<http://www.amazon.com/dp/0375503994?tag=commondreams-20&camp=0&creative=0&l
inkCode=as1&creativeASIN=0375503994&adid=1X60HAEZZQVWSKC8GVFP&>  (Random
House, 2000), was the essential exposé of the man the Supreme Court elected
President. And Ivins's columns tore away any pretense of civility or
citizenship erected by the likes of Karl Rove. 

When Washington pundits started counseling bipartisanship after voters
routed the Republicans in the 2006 elections, Molly wrote, "The sheer
pleasure of getting lessons in etiquette from Karl Rove and the right-wing
media passeth all understanding. Ever since 1994, the Republican Party has
gone after Democrats with the frenzy of a foaming mad dog. There was the
impeachment of Bill Clinton, not to mention the trashing of both Clinton and
his wife--accused of everything from selling drugs to murder--all
orchestrated by that paragon of manners, Tom DeLay.... So after 12 years of
tolerating lying, cheating and corruption, the press is prepared to lecture
Democrats on how to behave with bipartisan manners. 

"Given Bush's record with the truth, this bipartisanship sounds like a bad
idea on its face," Ivins continued, in a column that warned any Democrat who
might think to make nice with President and his team that "These people are
not only dishonest--they're not even smart." 

Her readers cheered that November 9, 2006, column, as they did everything
Molly wrote. And the cheers came loudest from those distant corners of
Kansas and Mississippi where, often, her words were the only dissents that
appeared in the local papers during the long period of diminished discourse
following 9/11. For the liberal faithful in Boise and Biloxi and Beaumont,
she was a lifeline--telling them that, yes, Henry Kissinger was "an old war
criminal," that Bush had created a "an honest to goodness constitutional
crisis" when it embarked on a program of warrantless wiretapping and that
Bill Moyers should seek the presidency because "I want to vote for somebody
who's good and brave and who should win." (The Moyers boomlet was our last
co-conspiracy, and in Molly's honor, I'm thinking of writing in his name on
my Democratic primary ballot next year.) 

For the people in the places where no one famous ever came, Molly Ivins
arrived a couple of times a week in the form of columns that told the local
rabble-rousers that they were the true patriots, that they damn well better
keep pitching fits about the war and the Patriot Act and economic
inequality, and that they should never apologize for defending "those
highest and best American ideas" contained in the Bill of Rights. 

Often, Molly actually did come--in all of her wisecracking, pot-stirring
populist glory. 

Keeping a promise she'd made when her old friend and fellow Texan John Henry
Faulk was on his deathbed, Molly accepted a steady schedule of invites to
speak for local chapters of the American Civil Liberties Union in dozens of
communities, from Toledo to Sarasota to Medford, Oregon. Though she could
have commanded five figures, she took no speaker's fee. She just came and
told the crowds to carry on for the Constitution. "I know that
sludge-for-brains like Bill O'Reilly attack the ACLU for being
'un-American,' but when Bill O'Reilly's constitutional rights are violated,
the ACLU will stand up for him just like they did for Oliver North,
Communists, the KKK, atheists, movement conservatives and everyone else
they've defended over the years," she told them. "The premise is easily
understood: If the government can take away one person's rights, it can take
away everyone's." 

She also told them, even when she was battling cancer and Karl Rove, that
they should relish the lucky break of their consciences and their conflicts.
Speaking truth to power is the best job in any democracy, she explained. It
took her to towns across this great yet battered land to say: "So keep
fightin' for freedom and justice, beloveds, but don't you forget to have fun
doin' it. Lord, let your laughter ring forth. Be outrageous, ridicule the
fraidy-cats, rejoice in all the oddities that freedom can produce. And when
you get through kickin' ass and celebratin' the sheer joy of a good fight,
be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was." 

Copyright © 2007 The Nation

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