by Margaret Cho
Cho has some valid things to say here, but I just couldn't take the format. The tone is so unremittingly hostile and her narration so high and sequaky -- it's like listening to a non-stop shit-fit thrown by Minnie Mouse.
If you've seen her perform and know how she brings it on the stage, then you should certainly read the book because you'll have this little Cho voice in your head the entire time. It's like a private performance, well at least it was for me. I love her rants and find her hilarious. She says the t...