When I was youth, I heard a lot of jokes about our Presidents. When Jimmy Carter was President, we sang jingles about him to the tune of the Oscar Mayer theme song. Later, we made jokes about Ronald Reagans acting career. Then, we used the easy material of George Bush’s name to get laughs. Over those years, we told stupid jokes about our Presidents based solely on trivial things. The name has never mattered, because the joke would have been told regardless of who was the target. But the stories behind them were fakes, justified only by the joke they accompanied. Pure foolish fun. But, even as we made fun of them, we respected them, and deep down, many of us looked up to them and secretly hoped to someday be a President ourselves.
Something has changed. The jokes we tell aren’t based on made up stories meant only to be fodder for vain humor. The jokes we are telling now are based on the truths that spill out of our White House. We now are writing our jests based on the sordid details of the one man that every child in the world should hope to emulate. Instead, we are hiding news stories from our children. Stories about a man in power, who we depend on to control the direction of our nation, who cannot control himself.
How do we deal with it? As always, we tell jokes.
It is, although, different this time. Now, instead of the joke justifying its accompanying story, the story now justifies the joke.
Hail to the Joke.
-Wisdom
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