I was 4 years old when I started watching SP, now I am 19. I remember that I always stayed up late at night watching SP on cabel network with my father. Of course I didn’t get most of it, but I still enjoyed watching the “School Kids” as I used to call it. In 5th grade I remember watcing the episode “You’re Getting Old” (it’s about Stan’s parents’s divorce). While I was watching it all I heared in the other room was my parents arguing. There’s a part in the episode when Randy tells Stan and Shelly that he and Sharon are taking a break. At that exact moment, simultaneously my dad came into the room and told me the same thing. As Butters once said: ,Wul, yeah, and I’m SAD. But at the same time I’m really happy that something can make me FEEL that sad. It’s like… It makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. The only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt something really GOOD before. So I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what I’m feeling is like a ‘beautiful sadness’… I guess that sounds stupid." I watched the whole series at least 5 times while growing up and it is much more about maturing and moving on the small problems life throws in your way in that process, than dick jokes. What do you guys think about South Park overall? How old were you when you started watching the series?
Ever so envious of you younglings who got to grow up with such sublimely subversive stuff! Back in the bad old days, all I had was Groucho Marx and Bugs Bunny. Teachers didn’t take kindly to “What’s up, Doc?”, so I enjoy imagining what they might’ve made of “How would you like to suck my balls?”
In 1999, had never seen an entire episode but was peripherally aware of SP’s increasing popularity, and had been exposed to “Kyle’s Mom is a Bitch” (which I grudgingly admitted was cleverly catchy). Buddies dragged me to Bigger, Longer & Uncut, promising a practically perfect musical, and I came out of that theater with my fragile little mind wickedly, wonderfully warped.
Trey Parker is a fuckin’ genius, and I don’t bandy that word lightly. Friends and family agree with me about his films (and The Book of Mormon), but nobody in my happy household loves South Park as much as I do, so finding fellow fans who ardently advocate an amazing array of opinions and perspectives makes me soooo happy.