(And some days it takes more Stones than others...) Where Mythical Bestiary meets Contemporary Culture and Chews On Its Leg Until Covered with Slobber.
While the columnists and the pundits tried to elbow each other out of the way, wanting better access to any ass that might be connected with money or power, Molly Ivins was the girl you wanted next to you. She kept muttering under her breath, trying to make you snort or laugh out loud whenever some Very Important Person was at his most fatuous. 
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