First off, your blog is coming along nicely. Secondly (you may have seen this coming), I'm sure you've observed the prevalence of Filipinos in MTV's America's Best Dance Crew. There's a running joke in my family that one aspect of being Filipino is that you have to know how to dance. Any idea why Filipinos happen to be good dancers? Or could you chalk it up to coincidence?
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Coincidence? You must be kidding, right? Surely, you don't believe that!
But for the sake of giving your question some justice, I did some research. I looked for scientific articles and journals and studies about our physiological traits, our evolutionary history, our genetics. I consulted astronomical signs and theological treatises.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find any satisfactory explanation -- until I stumbled upon Anonymous, that is.
Yes, ma'am: Although often seen now in online forums trolling and spouting bilious and hateful claptrap, the former fount of wisdom known only as Anonymous in the finest books has this to say about dancing:
And voila! I knew right away this is the explanation I was looking for! Because if there's one thing the Filipino spirit can do, it is to boogie!
That's why the Filipinos just shimmy the days away despite corrupt, psychotic and violent political regimes, like the Marcos'.
For the Filipino spirit, even work is of course not an excuse to not shake the Filipino booty! For instance, if we:
(1) Need to tell folks about inflight safety rules of an airplane as a stewardess? We go Gaga!
(2) Need to direct traffic? No one can top our Manila cops!
(3) Need to exercise? We move to the groove!
(4) Need to raise money for victims of typhoons and floods and massive earthquakes and volcanic eruptions of mythical proportions? Hey, those are great reasons to cha-cha with a Star or to zumba with our gang!
If some people are out to squeeze or trip us, that won't find us in a pickle! In fact, we let them try! But first, we have to take out the parasol and a fan or two, so they can really tickle our fancy!
If we got double-crossed, we don't let that get us all twisted over. We just do the ocho-ocho -- oh yeah!
And if we're hungry, we just feed our spirit with spaghetti or papaya!
Heck, the truth of the matter is, even prison is not enough to bottle our spirit. In fact, that's where we channel our inner Michael Jacksons!
Okay, okay. So I'm exaggerating and stereotyping a bit and I'm getting carried away, because the truth of the matter is: I have two left feet.
But if you think you can sing, well, awitin mo at isasayaw ko! Yes, I meant to say, go ahead, sing it and I will dance it!
(BTW, thank you for the "love" you're showering my nascent blog! I'm feelin' it, kabayan!)
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