I bought a packet of mints the other day. It was an impulsive at-the-counter acquisition, because they came in a really nice tin. I was in a handicraft store run by a not-for-profit community organisation, so naturally, the mints were quite expensive – But, as the sales girl explained, they were Fair Trade mints. I congratulated myself on my utterly unique and highly ethical purchase, lobbed a handful of the little green teardops into my mouth and headed to my car.
They tasted a bit strange, but according to the tin, this was because they contained green tea, ‘scientifically proven’ to ‘Wowee,’ I thought. ‘Not only do these things save villages in the developing world, they ward off bad breath of mythical proportions!
‘I got myself a flipping bargain!’
I shared some with my son. He liked the subtle interlocution between the mint and green tea flavours – But he was quick to point out the claims about dragon breath were bollocks. When you think about it, it makes perfect sense. And to begin with, I felt a bit gullible for buying into the whole dragon-breath calumny. But once I had the chance to mull it over, I realised I should be outraged, not ashamed.