No stories, no history, just the facts about Ranya Ragged:

• She isn’t quiet. Ever.

• She is rarely politically correct. She views political correctness as a slipcover on your ugly couch. Seems like a good idea, might even make it more attractive, but underneath is STILL the ugly truth.

• She is blunt…as a spoon. It might get her punched one day, but you will always know exactly where she stands.

• She is NOT a conformist. Not at all.  Following is for sheep. . . and lemmings.
  

• She is compassionate. How, you say, does this fit with the above? Why the hell does a compassionate person also have to be a pushover? If that is what you were taught, then someone lied to you.

• She isn’t shy…or modest. If you don’t want it touched, then put it away.  If you are easily offended by fat or fur, move along. There’s a twinkie with your name on it somewhere out there.

• She has little tolerance for closed minds. The best way to be accepted is to be accepting yourself.

• She despises labels. No, not like on food or lube, like categorizing humans into subclasses and subcommunities so that those who feel the need can denigrate one group or another in order to make themselves feel superior, loved, liked, or attractive.

• But, most importantly, she’s a Sister of Perpetual Indulgence. ..dedicated to stamping out guilt and bigotry and making sure everyone she meats knows just how important and worthwhile it is to be exactly who they are. Be yourself. No one else can do it.