So, old Jón Gnarr* of the Best Party took over as Mayor of Reykjavík today. On that occasion, he gave a short speech. Excerpt:
When I was young I wanted most of all to be a circus clown when I grew up. I looked particularly to the Billy Smart Circus in that respect, since it was the only circus I knew of at the time. It also had polar bears. My parents and teachers said it was a bad idea and that Billy would never want to hire me, and most definitely not if I didn’t work hard at school. I thought that sounded dubious. Billy did not seem like someone who would get hung up on negativity or sweat the small stuff. I didn’t think it would matter to Billy one bit whether I knew the multiplication table or not, as long as I was a fun and giving person. This attitude made a lot of people angry and when people become angry they like everyone around them to be scared. They tried to scare me into thinking less about Billy Smart and more about the multiplication table. I didn’t agree, and responded with jokes and offhanded remarks. I wrote “Deodorant” as the answer to all multiplication questions. That did not go over well. My teacher became very angry and said I would never get anywhere in life by playing the clown. He was wrong. I may never have become a clown in the Billy Smart Circus, but I did manage to become the mayor of Reykjavík.
And on that note, there is only one thing to say: CONGRATULATIONS to Jón Gnarr and the Best Party. May they laugh all the way to the end of the election term. Huzzah!
* Trivia: — Gnarr is not actually Jón Gnarr’s last name. His name is Jón Gunnar, but when his mother yelled at him to come home for dinner she’d yell “Jón Gnarrrrr!” i.e. drop the “u” [as one does] so it sounded like Jón Gnarr. And the name stuck. And no, I don’t actually know his last name.