WOMAN: Hi Sylvia. I have a brother who was murdered, do you know who did it?
(Audience laughter, which I’m assuming is merely the result of a shock of hearing something so bold and not because they think murder is funny)
WOMAN: It was horrible, do you know a name or anything that they . . . ?
SYLVIA: Honey, I can’t do that here, that’s too open you can . . . I’ll tell you what you can do, you can call the office. And listen, talk to Michael.
WOMAN: Okay. (At this point I actually breathed a sigh of relief that Sylvia decided against further exploiting this woman’s tragedy in front of a live audience.)
SYLVIA: Yes and let me tell you something, it was two people, though, two people did it. Male and female. Okay? (I am suddenly wishing there was such a thing as a hell specially built for the Sylvias of the world.)
SYLVIA: And what bothers me is they were close to you. (Gasp from audience. Let’s take just a second to appreciate this from the woman’s point of view. Her brother is dead, she thinks he was murdered. She feels no closure. She is scared and upset and desperately needs someone to help her through this. Perhaps she has a few friends and family members who try to help. She comes to Slyvia hoping for a definitive answer, and in return she now trusts no one in her life, because everyone, male and female, is a suspect. Friends, family — everyone. Now she has lost her brother and so much more. She has lost trust in the people closest to her in the time she needs it the most. To make matters worse, I have seen clips of Sylvia using this exact same line on other victims. This is standard for her, showing she obviously feels an insufficient amount of guilt that might convince her to stop such a thing, regardless of how much cash it makes her. Do you need any other reason to Stop Sylvia?)
SYLVIA: (moving on) Yes . . .
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