I've resisted quoting Robertson Davies for a long time. There was more than a decade when I thought Robertson Davies was the only writer on the planet and read and reread him obsessively. It is always too easy to fall back and quote him, but here's Davies on humor and our times."It's a very puritanical age. It's not puritanical about some of the usual targets of puritanism like sex, but it's extremely puritanical about human rights... All sorts of things like that. I think it needs exploding. But it's going to take a very good man to explode it. He's going to have all the blacks, all the Jews, and all the minorities down his neck, chasing him with knives... Any group that becomes too serious about itself, and this means most minorities, needs reminding of the ordinary humanity that encompasses us all."
This is how I think of South Park. The good men are Trey Parker and Matt Stone, and they spare no one.
South Park holds a special place in my world. When I used to spend a lot of time on long haul flights, I always carried South Park DVDs. The kiddies on the planes tried to watch my cartoon and sometimes no amount of warning to their parents could keep them from seeing something they should not have.
I had a bad moment with a Mormon mother and daughter when the daughter showed her mother the South Park clip of the introductory remarks to hell: The right answer was the Mormons. They got it right.
They thought in their hearts that it was true and the mother of the two actually brought her hand to her lips as if the secret was out. All I could think was that the Mormons didn't quite understand how much of a joke they were on the clip. She should have watched an entire season, although I don't think she would have made it past the first episode.
South Park belongs to my single and childless years, when there was no snow on the ground. Even then a girl in her early 20s at the video store actually asked me how old I was when I asked for the South Park Season 2 DVD (where Cartman famously orders,"Respect my Au Thor A Tie").
This is how I think of South Park. The good men are Trey Parker and Matt Stone, and they spare no one.
South Park holds a special place in my world. When I used to spend a lot of time on long haul flights, I always carried South Park DVDs. The kiddies on the planes tried to watch my cartoon and sometimes no amount of warning to their parents could keep them from seeing something they should not have.
I had a bad moment with a Mormon mother and daughter when the daughter showed her mother the South Park clip of the introductory remarks to hell: The right answer was the Mormons. They got it right.
They thought in their hearts that it was true and the mother of the two actually brought her hand to her lips as if the secret was out. All I could think was that the Mormons didn't quite understand how much of a joke they were on the clip. She should have watched an entire season, although I don't think she would have made it past the first episode.
South Park belongs to my single and childless years, when there was no snow on the ground. Even then a girl in her early 20s at the video store actually asked me how old I was when I asked for the South Park Season 2 DVD (where Cartman famously orders,"Respect my Au Thor A Tie").