"You mean what makes me say so? Because she’s leaving you clues. If all she wanted to do was block the interview, and she was prepared to die, these narratives could be so much salad. They need not be deep or profound. They could be junk mail. Advertisements for foot powder. The endless duckshit, yes? But they’re rich. At the very least, she wants to advertise the enormity of the act of vandalism that is trespass in her head. ‘Look,’ she says, ‘here is a palace of reason that you have made into rubble.’ Mm?"