Review: If You See Something Say Something:
Nobody communicates scorn like Daisey; he's the ideal performer for anyone who thinks Jackie Hoffman is too warm and fuzzy. As in his previous pieces, he sits at a desk, handing down his hanging-judge opinions in a voice that moves from a menacing, low-throated rumble to a high-pitched whine that must have all the dogs in the neighborhood on red alert. He's not for everyone -- this is someone whose bedtime reading as a ten-year-old was On Thermonuclear War -- but the sheer eloquence of his rage, his ability to wield words like daggers, the ease with which he pinpoints the fundamental absurdity in each official pronouncement, all prove irresistible. And he can be bleakly, blackly hilarious.