Comments on: Britney Spears blasts her head off with a shotgun in South Park

By: Steve

Steve — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

“bad-taste cartoon ‘South Park’.”
You see, this is exactly what this episode was about. It’s about stupid media reporting such as this article. The very first thing you try to do in the article is give it some sort of irrelevant drama, just like the episode showed the reporters focusing on the breast implant scars on Britney. South park 1, reporting 0.

By: lzzzzz

lzzzzz — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

if you think this episode is insensitive or making fun of her then you’re the exact same as the mob who photogrpah her to death at the end of the episode. they made it grusome and shocking to make a point. and if that point is lost on you then i feel very, very sorry for you all.

By: Roe

Roe — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

The entire point of this episode is that society builds up celebrities, obsesses over them, and then has a field day (or years) tearing them apart. We’re more or less pushing aside things that matter and sacrificing these celebrities to make ourselves feel better.

When Britney shaves her heard, or when some celebrity couple gets a divorce, or something, everyone pounces on the story and verbally attacks these people. As if we all don’t have flaws ourselves, let alone issues that matter.

If you see this episode as an attack on Britney, you don’t really understand South Park. They go for obligatory shock value every episode, and it often doesn’t have anything to do with the main point.

Just one last thing: if you want to fairly assess this episode, watch the entire thing, and compare it to the short story “The Lottery.”

By: donbear

donbear — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

One of the most disgusting South Park shows yet, but you can relate to how crazy it must be for Britney Spears to have to suffer through all that’s she’s dealing with by watching it.

By: Susan

Susan — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

This is insensitive, sick, and irresponsible. People get paid for this and believe they are creative?

By: Sarah

Sarah — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

I thought the episode was brilliant – the top of her head being missing was obviously a metaphor for her mental illness (”losing her mind,” literally), and comparing her situation to both “The Lottery” and the ancient sacrifices of young girls who were bejeweled, venerated, and then publicly destroyed in front of cheering crowds was quite moving … as was the ending, which was honestly rather haunting, in which Miley Cyrus was being set up as society’s new sacrificial lamb.

By: Beth

Beth — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

This was a great episode that attacked society and it’s sick obsession with FEMALE celebrities and their downfall.
South Park was supporting Spears in this episode. As her head was blown off people still called her “fat” and made fun of her.
Think about it people.
THINK!

By: Lemonhead

Lemonhead — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

This episode was absolutely brilliant. Also a sad and disturbing

By: Elijah

Elijah — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Though I’m a massive fan of the show, I’ll be the first to admit that some episodes of South Park are jarring in their message, especially in the initial viewing. This episode was no different. Disgusting imagery and audio, but an excellent message nonetheless.

By: Md

Md — Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000

Punishment

I can feel the tug
of the halter at the nape
of her neck, the wind
on her naked front.

It blows her nipples
to amber beads,
it shakes the frail rigging
of her ribs.

I can see her drowned
body in the bog,
the weighing stone,
the floating rods and boughs.

Under which at first
she was a barked sapling
that is dug up
oak-bone, brain-firkin:

her shaved head
like a stubble of black corn,
her blindfold a soiled bandage,
her noose a ring

to store
the memories of love.
Little adultress,
before they punished you

you were flaxen-haired,
undernourished, and your
tar-black face was beautiful.
My poor scapegoat,

I almost love you
but would have cast, I know,
the stones of silence.
I am the artful voyeur

of your brain’s exposed
and darkened combs,
your muscles’ webbing
and all your numbered bones:

I who have stood dumb
when your betraying sisters,
cauled in tar,
wept by the railings,

who would connive
in civilized outrage
yet understand the exact
and tribal, intimate revenge.

Seamus Heaney