If you're going to show these scars, you have to have a reason
When you ask an audience to spend some quality time with a horrific type of person — like, say, a child molester or the white supremacist whose whining and bile take up a good portion of the running time of "In God's Hat," the fall opener at the Profiles Theatre — you have an obligation as an artist to justify that investment of an evening. I mean, beyond shock and awe or whatever.