Politics and Tooth Decay

Why student politics can be dangerous for your health

In a sudden turn of events, the Duck has found herself running for Student Council. This was spurred by her passion for defending all that is good and righteous and beautiful in the world, and also because she wanted the T-shirt. Mostly because she wanted the T-shirt. Jæja. Blue Duck had no idea it could be so much fun to be a politician and wonders why she never tried before. She does not actually do anything as a politician, but she does have a really snazzy take-over-the-world shirt now:

Alþýðulistinn: Valdagræðgin knýr okkur áfram!
"The People's Party: The Lust for Power Drives Us Onward"

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But on to the tooth decay.

It is a sad fact in student politics today that food-bribery is the main election campaign technique amongst the two main parties. These parties theoretically divide between left and right, but since students consistantly have difficulties recognising which party is which, Duck will distinguish them between the More-Healthy Bribers and the Less-Healthy Bribers.

Less-Healthies are easy to spot by the piles of chips, pop, kex, chocolate, gum, cake and breath mints surrounding them. They even give out coffee in the morning. One could easily survive for an entire week on nothing but the food that they offer the hungry morning student. Of course, by that time you would be dead of a cholesterol overdose.

More-Healthies probably don't have the budget to do this. Instead, they act as a kind of soup kitchen, where a careless student who has forgotten his or her tuna sandwich at the bus stop can drop in for some juice, cookies and spicy curry cup-a-soups.

But.. what do these parties actually stand for? What are the policies behind the candy wrappers? In a splurge of undercover deducktive work, Blue has come to the shocking conclusion that there is actually no difference between these parties. Both campaign on exactly the same issues - the only point of contention is who is doing the better job. Meanwhile, students are caught helplessly in the middle having all kinds of tasty goodies thrown at them. It's good to be a duck in Reykjavík during election time, thinks Little Blue, brushing the crumbs off her feathers.

Now, back to more of that deduckting.....