To be fair, you need to be quite delusional to enjoy Rick & Morty. The humor is extremely weird, and without a solid experience with psychosis most of the philosophical subtleties will not be understood by a healthy person. There's also Rick's mental illness, which is deftly woven into his characterization- his personal manifestation of the Borderline Personality Disorder draws heavily from all his experience with being in space prison a mental hospital, for instance, and taking anti-psychotics. The fans not only understand this stuff; they have been there and appreciate the depths of these real life stories, disguised as jokes, to realize that they're not just funny- they are an outlet of hidden pain. As a consequence people who dislike Rick & Morty truly have no experience with misery- of course they wouldn't understand, for instance, the pain in Rick's soul. "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub," which itself is a clear sign of mental illness. The answer to all of this is: don't think about how much damage quetiapine does. I'm banging my head on to my med cabinet right now just imagining one of those normal people hopping past the channel as Dan Harmon's self-medicated tormented brain unfolds itself on their television screens for a fraction of a second I wish I was normal.
