What you're seeing is the barbekook equivalent of the girl who pops out of a cake at an old-time stag party.
Only, instead of a cake, it's a fiery log. And instead of a young woman, it's a pig in the process of burning to death.
Sure, she's into it, but how can you not feel tainted just by witnessing this? It was obviously her choice to hop on the burning log. But maybe—just maybe—she was in no position to be making any big, life decisions at the moment? We don't know what she's going through, but whatever it is, it has rendered her unfit to take care of herself.
Pig Tails Barbeque says, "The party doesn't start until the pig gets there!" (No, really. That's their tagline.)
We say, "As soon as the pig gets there, it's time to start the intervention."