Ramona Peterson

She’s a seventy-two-year-old great-grandmother who talks about being scared for her family, trying to make completely reason- able points as the face of pro-humanity. She was chosen for that reason since, hey, who can yell at a nice old granny? She brings homemade cookies to interviews, for frag’s sake. The bigger threats are the ones offscreen who picked her to be the face of the club, the moneymen, and the thinkers. There’s a line out there somewhere about fearing the short guys with thin mustaches—I don’t know how it goes exactly, but the big knuckle-draggers with lead pipes aren’t the real threat.

Age

72

Sex

Female