I have a personal hatred for this song. I have a cousin in my extended family who, since 1984, would blast this from her boom-box at every family gathering until at least the early 90's. I don't even remember who this cousin is; I just remember having to hear this stupid song over and over again on an endless loop the entire time she was there. After a few years it got to a point where everyone knew we were going to have to hear this song again.
Now that I'm grown every time I'm in a public place and this song starts to play, I still have to turn to my wife and express the disgust I have for this song. Perhaps this can be considered a psychological cause resulting in the creation of this website. In least, as a part of a larger shopping list of earbleeds to that affect.
In the 80's there were many sub-genres of rock people like myself gave various styles of popular music/artists. For example, Skid Row was Glam Rock, Air Supply was wuss rock and in the early 90's college rock like Toad the Wet Sprocket and Hootie and the Blow Fish.
Well, this is Douche Rock; it's the kind of song that gives you an almost creepy feeling when you hear it played in public. On top of that, this song gives me uncontrollable spasms and I can only imagine how many suicides resulted from this song.