Ronny D. Risinger

I came into Mr. Risinger's dark and mysterious cavern of a classroom one morning in mid january as a naive bleeding-heart liberal. My utopian dreams were soon crushed on the rocky shores of capitalism. His fierce demeanor and cunning persistence in his quest for truth and liberty astounded me beyond ...astonishment. My vegan heart was smashed by Mr. Sticky and I was reborn as a gun-toting, bible-thumping, tax-hating, disciple of the Church of Ronny Risinger. I'll never go back to Whole Foods or my so called progressive "point of view". Here's to the Grand Old Party, or as I like to call it, my new family.