Molly Ivins

"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' a** and celebratin' the sheer joy of a good fight, be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was." ~Molly Ivins

I believe I will be praying more now that Molly Ivins has died. I imagine she's writing up articles now that mock the pomposity of heaven and needle the sycophantic seraphim who've made such careers out of flying eternally around God, telling Him how wonderful He is. She's my new patron saint.

I know no one has officially canonized Ivins, but she never waited for others' sanction and approval. She shot from the hip, reveled in the joy of intelligence and language, and she had a blast doing it. That's the only kind of patron saint I'd ever want.

Mark Twain advised, "Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company." Wherever you are now, Molly Ivins, rest in peace. I hope you have good company, a Texas climate and are having as much fun in the Hereafter as you had here on Earth. If angels have feet of clay under those white robes, I'm sure you'll find them.