European Politics: High School Style

Except for a few minor setbacks, like a fifth of the countries present seceding from the eurozone and the EU completely caving in on itself and Spain assassinating Angela Merkel with a NERF gun, Davis Model United Nations 2012 went roaringly. I myself represented Italy in the European Union, and learned quite a lot about standard procedures there. For example, the accepted method of dealing with delegates that criticize your country’s policies is to call them senile. It’s true. Latvia did it to Spain. Spain then retaliated by informing Latvia that he sorely needed a babysitter. This brought in the Czech Republic, who professed wholehearted agreement with Spain. Eventually I gave up on talking about the resolution and fell into conversation with Greece about the perks of high school Robotics instead.

It was very enlightening. The conference would probably have continued on the same foot if Crisis hadn’t walked in and informed us, in awful British accents, that Greece had just seceded from the eurozone.

This was a slightly alarming development. The conference room buzzed with worried talk for roughly five minutes. Then Spain, who was also in Robotics, suggested that both of us should secede from the eurozone as well. Ireland and Portugal both followed suit, and then all hell broke loose.

It started with Germany, really. When Germany was informed of the collapse of the eurozone, he immediately advocated the dissolution of the European Union. Then Sweden suggested building a lunar empire, and Latvia went about recreating Yugoslavia. Slovenia wanted to send UN peacekeeping troops into our countries and ‘convince’ us to change back to the euro. It would have been a frightening suggestion, except for the fact that he spoke with a thick Russian accent and wore a pair of oversized sunglasses. The whole effect was that of a Eurasian vampire-Mafia Godfather.

After that, the head of the committee himself started to exhibit signs of advanced boredom, and playing a video of his friends flame-dancing in downtown Davis instead. Latvia and Spain voted each other Most in Need of a Babysitter and Most Likely to be Admitted to Geriatric Home, respectively. I beat my high score in Fruit Ninja and drank a bottle of bilious blue energy drink. Then the awards ceremony came (I didn’t win anything) and my dad went into Ninja Mode and drove all the way from Davis to Cupertino minutes before a solar eclipse and I finished the load of rancid math homework left sitting on my desk on Thursday night.

It is now thirty-six seconds past 10:01, so I’m going to end on this note: Dear readers, the moral of this piece is that however little your UN delegates accomplish, it is still better than what would happen if a group of hormonal high-school and college students was in charge of the civilized world. At this point, we’d probably all be owned by Bulgaria or something. If we didn’t abolish the idea of separate nations and reform Pangaea, that is.

On that thought, good night and good luck.*

 

Old movie set during the McCarthy Trials. Note: never show to class full of hyper ninth graders.

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I am Aditi Ramaswamy... the History Hacker. I like history, and hacking. Occasionally, I attempt to hack history itself. Sometimes it even works. Oh, and in my free time I also double as the state of Virginia (we really need a state fruit).

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