We've already established that Celine Dion is effing amazing [1]. Well, our gal's determined to do better that; she's determined to be better than you. Can you refer to your own singing as a "magical moment"? Can you pound on your chest like a caveman in place of saying thank you? Can you put people on the spot and be oblivious to your own awkwardness? Can you b-b-b-beatbox in a tight-ass pair of bell bottoms and call it cool? No. You cannot. Her work is done here.