posted on September 16, 2006 11:35:20 AM new
A wonderful woman has died. Molly Ivins does her usual fine writing job here--and it's funny.
'And who is this lovely lady?'
By Molly Ivins
Creators Syndicate
AUSTIN - She was so generous with her responses to other people. If you told Ann Richards something really funny, she wouldn't just smile or laugh -- she would stop and break up completely.
She taught us all so much -- she was a great campfire cook. Her wit was a constant delight. One night on the river on a canoe trip, while we all listened to the next rapid, which sounded like certain death, Ann drawled: "It sounds like every whore in El Paso just flushed her john."
She knew how to deal with teenage egos: Instead of pointing out to a kid who was pouring charcoal lighter on a live fire that he was an idiot, Ann said: "Honey, if you keep doing that, the fire is going to climb right back up to that can in your hand and explode and give you horrible injuries, and it will just ruin my entire weekend."
She knew what it was like to have four young children and to be so tired that you cried while folding the laundry. She knew and valued Wise Women like Virginia Whitten and Helen Hadley.
At a long-ago political do at Scholz Garten in Austin, everybody who was anybody was there, meet-in' and greetin' at a furious pace. A group of us got the tired feet and went to lean our rears against a table at the back wall of the bar. Perched like birds in a row were Bob Bullock, then state comptroller; moi; Charles Miles, the head of Bullock's personnel department; and Ms. Ann Richards.
Bullock, with 20 years in Texas politics, knew every sorry, no-good sonofagun in the entire state. Some old racist judge from East Texas came up to him: "Bob, my boy, how are you?"
Bullock said: "Judge, I'd like you to meet my friends. This is Molly Ivins with the Texas Observer."
The judge peered up at me and said, "How yew, little lady?"
Bullock: "And this is Charles Miles, the head of my personnel department."
Miles, who is black, stuck out his hand, and the judge got an expression on his face as though he had just stepped into a fresh cowpie. He reached out and touched Charlie's palm with one finger while turning eagerly to the pretty, blond, blue-eyed Ann. "And who is this lovely lady?"
Ann beamed and replied, "I am Mrs. Miles."
One of the most moving memories I have of Ann is her sitting in a circle with a group of prisoners. Ann and Bullock had started a rehab program in prisons, the single most effective thing that can be done to cut recidivism. (George W. Bush later destroyed the program.) The governor of Texas looked at the cons and said, "My name is Ann, and I am an alcoholic."
She devoted untold hours to helping other alcoholics, and anyone who ever heard her speak at an AA convention knows how close laughter and tears can be.
I have known two politicians who completely reformed the bureaucracies they were elected to head. Bob Bullock did it by kicking butt at the comptroller's until hell wouldn't have it. Fear was his MO. Ann Richards did it by working hard to gain the trust of the employees and then listening to what they told her. No one knows what's wrong with a bureaucracy better than the bureaucrats who work in it.
The 1990 race for governor was one of the craziest I ever saw, with Ann representing "New Texas." Republican nominee Claytie Williams was a perfect foil, down to his boots, making comments that could be construed as racist and sexist. Ann was the candidate of everybody else, especially women. She represented all of us who have lived with and learned to handle good ol' boys, and she did it with laughter.
The spirit of the crowd that set off from the Congress Avenue Bridge up to the Capitol on the day of Ann's inauguration was so full of spirit and joy. I remember watching San Antonio Mayor Henry Cisneros that day, tears running down his cheeks because Chicanos were finally included.
Ann got handed a stinking mess: Nearly every state function was under court order. The prisons were so crowded that dangerous convicts were being let loose. She had a long, grinding four years and wound up fixing all of it.
She always said you could get a lot done in politics if you didn't need to take credit.
But she disappointed many of her fans because she was so busy fixing what was broken that she never got to change much. The '94 election was a God-gays-and-guns deal.
Annie had told the Legislature that if it passed a right-to-carry law, she would veto it. It did, and she did.
At the last minute, the National Rifle Association launched a big campaign to convince the governor that we Texas women would feel ever so much safer if we could just carry guns in our purses.
Said Annie, "Well, you know that I am not a sexist, but there is not a woman in this state who could find a gun in her handbag."
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posted on September 16, 2006 12:03:28 PM new
Thanks for that Roadsmith. I loved listening to her speak.
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posted on September 17, 2006 05:09:19 PM new
Thanks for posting that, road. She was to the point from what I remember.
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posted on September 18, 2006 05:29:20 PM new
C-Span replayed her 1988 convention speech yesterday in toto. What a speaker she was! Such timing and clear delivery, such humor, such reaching out to her audience. That one bit: "Poor George Bush; he cain't help it. He was born with a silver foot in his mouth." Referring to the present President's father, of course, but I suppose it could apply to W too.
And her opener, saying she was pleased to be there and thought folks would like to hear what a "real" Texas accent sounded like. Love her.
posted on September 18, 2006 09:07:42 PM new
Who kicked her azz in the November 1994 election?
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"Unfortunately there are levels of Stupid that just can't be cured!!" The new Demomoron motto.
posted on September 25, 2006 09:40:43 AM new
Oh, who cares, Stone?! It was The Decider who defeated her, which just shows how ignorant Texas voters were then.
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