One kind that makes us chuckle about our foibles and our shared humanity --
like what Garrison Keillor does.
The other kind holds people up to public contempt and ridicule -- that's what I do. Satire is traditionally the weapon of the powerless against the powerful.
I only aim at the powerful.
When satire is aimed at the powerless, it is not only cruel -- it's vulgar.
As Truthdig sadly noted in We’ll Miss You, Molly:
Molly Ivins died today at the age of 62. As a veteran journalist and columnist, Molly’s sharp tongue and stubborn determination to cut through the bull and fight for what’s right touched the lives of millions. America is poorer for her absence.See also, Molly Ivins, 1944-2007.
And with thanks to Rozius, don't miss this article by David Rubien that captures the essence of Molly Ivins that was penned for Salon in December of 2000, Molly Ivins: Balancing humor and passion, the proudly partisan Texas pundit elevates a profession dominated by mediocrity and received ideas.
Remember her words from her last column: Raise Hell. Do it-- for Molly.