The work stages a clash between domestic calm and political intrusion: a floral frame is pierced by a metal clamp squeezing a bottle of Tylenol, encircled by frantic coils of wire. The quoted warnings about acetaminophen—delivered with theatrical certainty—become part of the sculpture’s pressure system, exposing how fear-based health messaging compresses public understanding. The object becomes a proxy patient, caught in the vise of rhetoric, uncertainty, and manufactured alarm.