We are known for being a race that can laugh in the middle of great swirling manure. We like the fact that we can still find humor even in the face of really mean-looking odds. It helps us be resilient, we say. Tenacious, to be redundant. Tough, to be really redundant.
Why are we not known as a butt-kicking race?
A nation of doers?
The Republic of We-are-so-doing-great-things?
We like being funny. I do, too. We like it when people acknowledge that we have a great sense of humor. We consider that a compliment.
Sure. After Marcos, we had Macoy jokes. After Cory, we had, well, Cory jokes and brownout jokes, etcetera. When the current president said hello to a certain Garci, we readily had a sackful of jokes about that. We even had that recording remixed. We still have those Jocjoc jokes around. We exchange them, we laugh at them and then we move on to that joke about the giraffe's sore throat.
This is not to say that we should stop laughing. Skulking sucks. I mean, some Gloria jokes are okay, don't get me wrong. I love it that we can laugh even under lousy circumstances, but wouldn't it be better if we were known for other things aside from our laughter. Let's laugh at some Gloria jokes, but let's not stop there. Let's laugh at some jokes about a very expensive fiscal/judge, but don't stop there. Laugh at some pork barrel jokes, kotong jokes, MMDA jokes, LTO jokes and some really tasteless jokes about a Pinoy seaman and a South American whore, but remember why the joke was created.
We laugh when we are in deep doo-doo.
We create jokes about that particular doo-doo.
Laugh at the doo-doo jokes, but do not forget the doo-doo.