I don't even know what to say, except that she was one of the no-shit-takingest women ever to put pen to paper and that the world is a less awesome place for her loss.
I have this vision of her sitting up in heaven with Ann Richards, talking politics, bemoaning the state of affairs down on earth and starting stuff that St. Peter and the gang will have to clean up later. The 2008 presidential campaign certainly won't be the same without her.
A commenter at Pandagon brought up this Ivins classic:
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’ ass and celebratin’ the sheer joy of a good fight, be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was.
Nothin’ But Good Times Ahead, pp. 254-5.
Possibly too long for a grave marker; just long enough to clip and carry around in your wallet. We have a big responsibility now; one person can't possibly fill her shoes, and it'll take the entire world working together to uphold her legacy of telling it like it is, afflicting the comfortable, barbecuing sacred cows, and being completely unashamed of it all. The world is less one awesomely uppity woman, and it'll take ten - at least - to make up the difference.
And now, I'll just add mine to the chorus:
Aw, shit.
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