The naivety with which he approaches life
The wide scale in which he experiences joy and sorrow
The carelessness / care and passion of his friendships
The senselessness of his passions / what he is passionate about
The absurdity of this sea-based world that mirrors the mundanity and restrictions / expectations of our own
How Spongebob struggles / defies / defines it all
I love Spongebob Squarepants.
There have been moments that I as a passionate follower of the show have felt that the writers strayed from the characters they’ve built for the sake of ratings and mass appeal. These moments have disgusted and saddened me, but its a reality of show Business. Even the best shows are susceptible to it, though I have a greater respect for the ones that lived and died while being true to the story (Hey Arnold, for example). I don’t follow the latest seasons anymore, but the older ones remain ingrained in my memory.
Spongebob holds a special place in my heart, and has been an imaginary sea creature that I can relate to and through whom I have found an appreciation for my inner joy and ridiculousness in so many ways. Bravo.