I'm Almost Positive This is NOT What Gandhi Meant

 Beloveds, I miss Molly Ivins like hell. There just hasn't been anyone like her writing on politics since she passed in 2005. No one else has that fierce joy, or that sense of the ridiculous. No one else has that way of bringing us all together, making us think, and making us laugh out loud all at the same time. *shakes fist at cancer yet again*

Gail Collins is a little too silly (and lets Brooks and Stephenson get away with too much), and Dog knows Maureen Dowd can't laugh at herself. E. J. Dionne, while awesomely talented and intelligent (and my current favorite non-fiction Catholic writer), is so very earnest, and Eugene Robinson, at least right now, is too important. Besides, Molly's voice was a woman's, which is still in short supply.

As I sat recently contemplating my navel and these unfortunate circumstances, a stray thought occurred to me: Could I be the Molly Ivins I wish to see in the world?

Let's find out.

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