"Christian Rizzo gives people fits. Last week, an argument erupted in a Seattle restaurant at the mere mention of his name. "Oh my God, he's the worst!" one of the arguers shouted, going on to describe Rizzo as the epitome of vapid, pretentious, navel-gazing performance art. Another argued that Rizzo's performance is a ritual, a type of secular sacrament, slow but transcendent. Two people nearby joined the conversation, and a fifth, who had been sitting at the bar, wandered over to participate. The performance they were fighting over happened four years ago."