Go Molly, Go Molly...

Now joining the Hookergate Review is the fabulous Ms. Molly Ivins. Welcome, Molly! It's an honor to have your famously wise and always witty voice joining the chorus that we in the hopeful and optimistic segment of the blogosphere have spontaneously put together.

Come on, Mainstream Media, call it what it is so all the God-fearing church ladies (especially here in the South) will hear it and immediately know what's going on with those supposedly-holy rollers for whom they piously voted: Hookergate!

For, as Molly writes (featured at Truthdig):

I don’t care what anyone smoked 20 years ago, I approve of those who boogie ‘til they puke, and I don’t care who anyone in politics is screwing in private, as long as they’re not screwing the public.

On other hand, if you expect me to pass up a scandal involving poker, hookers and the Watergate building with crooked defense contractors and the No. 3 guy at the CIA, named Dusty Foggo (Dusty Foggo?! Be still my heart), you expect too much. Any journalist who claims Hookergate is not a legitimate scandal is dead—has been for some time and needs to be unplugged. In addition to sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll, Hookergate is rife with public interest questions, misfeasance, malfeasance and non-feasance, and many splendid moral points for the children. Recommended for Sunday school use, grades seven and above.

Terrific political writing, as always. Go Molly.