This woman's gonna kill me.
When I think I've seen it all, she opens her damn mouth again, and proves me wrong.
Hilarious, outrageous, and as strangely entertaining as it is—face it, performance art just doesn't get this good—it is pretty chilling, too. I have no doubt at all that those in the audience who nod their heads affirmatively when she says, "I'm You," would have no problem seeing me and my kind sent away to holiday at a concentration camp.
Fuck it, it's funny—Live now, pay later, Diners Club!