(Contains spoilers about the latest episode of South Park if you haven’t watched it yet.)
John Beyer at Mediawatch apparently has sand in his vagina. It may be a job requirement, though, said job appearing to be to get worked up over every imagined slight in the world. What’s brought him to my attention? This:
Mr Irwin’s family are obviously still grieving about their tragic loss and it seems inappropriate to me that South Park should be trying to make some capital out of it.
To lampoon somebody’s death like that is unacceptable, and so soon after the event is grossly insensitive and shows a great deal of disrespect for his family.
OK, the “grossly insensitive” bit that’s got Beyers’s twat in a twist? In an episode lampooning MTV’s show about spoiled rich girls getting massive sweet 16 birthday parties, Satan decides to have such a party for Halloween (in the South Park universe, Satan is just a big red gay guy, and hell is populated by everybody who isn’t Mormon). It is, of course, a costume party. So Satan, who has been acting more and more like a spoiled bitchy girl all night, is alerted that some of the guests are complaining about a guest who has come dressed as The Crocodile Hunter. Satan goes up to him and says, “Dude, you’re going to have to leave. I mean, it’s just too soon, that’s not cool.”
“But Satan, it’s me, Steve Irwin! I am the Crocodile Hunter.”
“Oh. Well, in that case, you have to leave. No costume.”
That’s it. That’s the total thing. It’s a funny bit, doesn’t insult Steve Irwin (apart from being a denizen of hell, but remember that in South Park only Mormons don’t go to hell), and even acknowledges the potential controversy. For South Park, that’s damn near reverent.
If this causes you gynosiltification, you probably should cut down on the TV and Internet use and go swimming–but maybe stay away from beaches. And consider a good plastic surgeon.
Sandy Smith 