Oh, the irony! Trey Parker and Matt Stone

I believe that a man's belief manifests itself in the world and by doing so to some extent comments his life. Specifically, this is the result of a prayer for an office based on the recognition of fate governing rules, all of a generally karmic nature, but focussing on different aspects of it.

The most common of these rules is that if you do something dumb, it will show, and if you are a fervent believer, your life will be full of ironies, unless nothing you do comes near being dumb.

I wrote about Steven Spielberg's belief's commentary on himself, which  is based on the rule that God loves the world enough to balances injustices out. I also mentioned there that of my own belief. And here I'll write about Trey Parker's and/or Matt Stone's belief's commentary on their work, which clearly falls into the irony category, actually so badly so that it borders on punishment.

1. Eric Cartman

Cartman Gets an Anal Probe was produced in 1996. That was also the year that Alex Jones started his radio career. You could say that 90% of the humour of South Park resides in the strange love-hate relationship between America and Eric Cartman. Go figure.

2. Team America: Islamic Terrorism

I only saw the film today, which adds to the irony, because in 2015 I pointed out that Trey Parker's smile looks like Ismaël Omar Mostefaï's.

For those who haven't seen the film, it makes the case that terrorists are simply too full of themselves..

3. Team America: Film Actors Guild

Out of, let's call it what it is, cowardice Trey Parker and Matt Stone in the face of overwhelming public support for holding Iraq responsible for 9/11 felt it opportune to distance themselves from Hollywood by suggesting that the political immaturity of film actors is such that they would even believe and support Kim Jong Un. And now the narrative on the right is (again) that they are supporting a communist takeover.

4. Team America: Everyone has AIDS

A musical song then and today the intentional spreading of AIDS is a misdemeanour in California.

5. Where My Country Gone?

A narcissistic and isolated Donald Trump fucked to death by Mr. Garrison then and now a publicly acknowledged martyr.

I appreciate the view that the truth is simple. And I sympathise with the desire to expose the simple truth. But in the case of Trey Parker and Matt Stone the continued need to always be ahead of the curve and see through things has led to a terrible game of hopscotch, always ending up somewhere else, although in a twisted sense consistent with the original take.