South Park kicked off Season 27 with a scorched-earth premiere titled “Sermon on the ‘Mount”, airing July 23, 2025. The episode takes direct aim at Donald Trump, Paramount, and the Skydance merger, blending satire, surrealism, and political commentary in classic South Park fashion.

Mid-air ministry and smoke-slick conviction—where faith makes a leap, and spectacle becomes scripture. This isn’t just a stunt—it’s a statement carved into sky.

🛏️ Trump in Bed with Satan

• Trump is depicted nude in bed with Satan, echoing the show's infamous Saddam Hussein scenes.

• Satan mocks Trump’s anatomy and confronts him about the Epstein client list, saying: “It’s weird that whenever it comes up, you just tell everyone to relax.”

🏫 Jesus in Public Schools

• Jesus is forced into South Park Elementary as part of a legal settlement between Trump and Paramount.

• Parents protest, prompting Trump to sue the town for $5 billion, leading to a settlement that includes pro-Trump PSAs.

📺 Paramount & Colbert Fallout

• The episode skewers Paramount for its $16M settlement with Trump over a 60 Minutes interview and the cancellation of Stephen Colbert’s Late Show, allegedly to appease Trump amid the Skydance merger.

• Jesus warns the town: “You guys saw what happened to CBS? You really want to end up like Colbert?”

🏜️ Deepfake PSA

• Ends with a surreal live-action deepfake of Trump crawling nude through a desert, muttering vague prophecies.

Between breath and boldness—this is flight as sermon. Smoke trails trace conviction, platform crowds witness devotion, and the dive becomes declaration. Where faith falls upward.

Suspended mid-sermon, puff trailing like prophecy—this isn’t just a flip, it’s theology in motion. Sky-clear conviction, body bent in belief, and smoke scripting its own gospel.

🎙️ Mic check in the classroom—where education meets amplification and uniforms frame attention. One teacher, one mic, and a room charged with future frequencies.

🌊 Perched on ancient stone and kissed by turquoise clarity—this is not just a seat, it’s a portal. Where red meets reef and reflection dances with rhythm, the coast whispers stories only the waves remember.

🩷 Kneeling in clarity—where coral peeks through calm and neon wear meets nature’s palette. This is pause in motion, sanctuary in splash, and a body aligned with the rhythm below.

Prayer pose meets poetic coastline—where arms rise like masts, and the sea answers with turquoise clarity. This is not a stretch, it’s a declaration. Rooted in sand, raised in spirit.

Sunset devotion and silhouette storytelling—where heart-shaped hands frame the horizon, and the boat waits like a witness. This is shoreline worship, soft-lit and soul-deep.

Stone paths and floral whispers—where archways hold stories and every stride blends bold beauty with heritage flair. It’s not just a walk—it’s a mood, wrapped in garden grace and print poetry.

Posture meets prayer, shoreline meets spirit—where raised arms echo gratitude and the ocean offers quiet applause. This is presence in full frame, and peace in real time.

🌴 Leaned back in rhythm with the tide—this is beachside gospel without a mic. One arm grounded, one frame glowing, and the sky behind whispers, “peace lives here.”

Barefoot in boldness—where pavement meets palette and "BUDDA" isn't just a bus, it’s a billboard of vibes. This isn’t just roadside—it’s runway realness with a mural mood.

Bold plate, bolder story—where plantain meets protein and color cues appetite. This isn’t just breakfast, it’s a textured tribute: sun-slick sausage, veggie-laced omelette, and beans crowned with outdoor spirit.

Greens on deck, protein stacked, and plantains playing backup—this plate isn't just fuel, it's finesse. Earth-toned, open-air, and ready to remix appetite into atmosphere.

Layered like legacy—this plate speaks in textures: golden plantains, herb-slick potatoes, tender drumstick, and tomato blush tucked between sausage swagger and bean warmth. It’s a meal with memory, plated with purpose.

 Grilled grace and textured flair—where wedges carry herb whispers, beans bring the bass, and protein plays lead. This plate isn’t just served—it’s styled, spiced, and set to sing.