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Theo’s Café

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Theo’s is the new hotspot on Broad Street. Its clean white-and-beige interior with cushion-lined seats provide an aesthetic place to work, eat, and sip. 

One of the owners, Rudy Qaqu, also runs the restaurant Acropolis in Headington. It’s easily Oxford-centric. The coffee beans are sourced locally, and many of the other baked goods are baked fresh, with a cake of the day and classic Mediterranean desserts like baklava. Even the booths were Oxford themed — mine had a sketch of familiar Broad Street. 

Theo’s is run by a Greek-Kurdish family, with a Mediterranean-organised focus. Rajeen, who runs the restaurant alongside other family members, explained that the dishes are a mix between classic café fare and traditional Mediterranean dishes. You could find the difference in the little details. Their menu included freshly-squeezed orange juice, as well as Greek yoghurt bowls, along with more fusion dishes like their koulouri with poached eggs, spicy oil, and Greek yoghurt. 

“It’s nice bringing something new to the city,” Rajeen said, “and we can pass on traditions to a new group of customers.” 

The café sees everyone from tourists to locals to Greeks searching for a reminder of home, but they especially love students. Besides their student discount, they have many booths upstairs and down for working. 

I also took note of the many gluten-free, and dairy-alternative menu items, clearly written. It’s rare but always welcome to see these kinds of accommodations. 

My increasingly regular order at Theo’s is the hot chocolate. At a normal price of just over £3, you get a cocoa-y delight with marshmallows and whipped cream. They also have a wide selection of tea and coffee drinks, including a Greek frappe (which I’ll try once the ice machine is fixed!) While waiting, I had a Greek coffee – it’s extra foamy. The grounds at the bottom gave me faith in the traditional aspects that Rajeen was proud of, and I was glad that I could add a bit of sugar to the very strong coffee. I haven’t seen a Greek coffee in Oxford, so I was glad to have the option here.

Finally came the food. Each dish was extremely filling: we began with koulouri (think of a more crunchy version of a bagel) served with smoked salmon, an egg, cream cheese, spicy oil, and rocket. Rajeen noted it was a take on the classic bagel breakfast as well as on the Greek Koulouri as breakfast. The sesame on the koulouri added to the crunch of it, and the chilli oil added a bit of a kick that I will steal for my own bagel preparation.  The cream cheese was a bit more than I’d expected, but the poached egg in the middle and the oil perfectly soaked the koulouri up. The koulouri had less flavour, but the other ingredients added a tangy, savoury twist that I loved. 

Next was the club sandwich: it was typical of a British café except for the oregano and paprika on the chips, which my fellow diner and geographer pointed out to be a Greek twist. The bread was triple toasted and cut into triangles, and the Gouda, though not common in UK club sandwiches, added some nice depth and reminded me of the sandwiches I’d have at home in NYC. The tomatoes and cucumbers were fresh and crunchy, and the mayonnaise had a lemony twist I loved. I took the extra chips and half sandwich  home for dinner and found it delicious: a good, quick meal that was both filling and reasonably priced. 

Coming as a great surprise were the pancakes. After stuffing myself full with koulouri and ham, I somehow found room for dessert. The American-style pancakes were visually beautiful, with a symmetric swirl of syrup as well as sliced bananas, strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries. The fruit was sweet, and though the pancakes were a bit dry on their own, the syrup added moisture and sweetness I enjoyed greatly. I found the edges more fun than the middle with their crispy crunch. Overall the pancakes were delicious. 

As I sat and ate, I saw a diverse group of people of all ages come in and out, eating anything from jacket potatoes to croissants with tea. Looking forward, Theo’s wants to expand its outdoor seating as well as its two-story indoor seating. The cafe’s warm space differs greatly from the takeaway-focused cafés and food trucks of  Broad Street, though I’m sure Theo’s will make itself at home soon enough. 

“This war has no borders” – An Interview with Ukrainian Human Rights Lawyer and Nobel Peace Prize Winner Oleksandra Matviichuk

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Two years after the start of the full-scale invasion of Ukraine, Sofia Johanson speaks to Oleksandra Matviichuk about her organisation’s efforts to document war crimes, the dysfunctionality of the international security system, and how Ukraine’s victory could actually mean hope for Russia.

In December 2022, Oleksandra Matviichuk was delivering the Nobel Peace Prize Lecture in Oslo City Hall; in April 2023, Hillary Clinton wrote an entry about her in Time Magazine’s ‘100 Most Influential People’ segment, and last October, she gave her Ted Talk at the TEDWomen Conference in Atlanta, Georgia.  

Now, sitting across the table from me in one of Rewley House’s more sterile classrooms, she is explaining that it is her direct contact with victims that propels her forwards on her mission to document the war crimes perpetrated by Russia in Ukraine. Having already collected evidence of 62,000 violations of international law, she feels an enormous responsibility to help these people, “to restore not just their broken life, broken house, broken family, broken vision of the future, but their broken belief that justice is possible in their lifetime”.

Restoring faith in the idea that truth will always prevail is a task made seemingly insurmountable by the sheer scale of unpunished crimes, and a traumatised population who cannot imagine their suffering ever being answered. Yet Matviichuk, and her organisation – The Civil Liberties Centre – have been interviewing victims and collecting evidence from sites of crimes with the view that one day the perpetrators can be held to account by the international community.

She is insistent that this is not a process that can begin after the end of the war, describing the post-World War Two proceedings at Nuremberg as an inappropriate model because of the need to show Russia, and the world, that those who break international law will be punished regardless as to the course that hostilities take. In fact, she argues that the precedent of impunity was a significant contributing factor to Putin’s initiation of the war in the first place; “they have never been punished”, she explains, and so “they start to believe they can do whatever they want”. Matviichuk cites claims of war crimes perpetrated in Chechnya and Georgia, where Putin prosecuted wars in the early 2000s, as well as atrocities committed in Syria, Libya, and Mali, as examples where violations have gone unanswered.

But considerable barriers stand in the way of this mission to deliver justice prior to a peace settlement. They are numerous and too technical for her to explain to me in great detail, but she highlights the paralysis of the UN Security Council, which has seen its attempts to influence events in Ukraine blocked by Russia, who is a permanent member. Indeed, Russia was chairing the council’s session the very moment that the invasion began on the 24th February 2022. Matviichuk says the architecture must change as the body is clearly not designed to deal with a situation in which a member who has started an aggressive war may block decisions on that war and laments that Article 7 – a chapter that would withdraw Russia’s veto power – has not been taken.

She also opposes the tabled ‘hybrid court’ as a format under which to try the Russian President, which would essentially ‘share’ control between Ukraine and partner states, because it would not have the power to prosecute Putin. Only an international court can really hold him to account, she explains, labelling the prospect of diverting money and time towards building a hybrid institution an “absurd discussion”.

Despite the understanding that the provision of justice cannot depend on the outcome of the war, our conversation moves towards the conflict’s course. Cognisant of waning Western interest and the particular concerns provoked by Republican frontrunner Donald Trump’s claim that he would ‘end the war in a day’, Matviichuk assures me that no one wants peace more than the Ukrainians. She tempers this statement with the qualification that peace is not the same as occupation, the conditions under which the oblasts of Luhansk, Donetsk, Zaporizhzhia and Kherson would fall if the current battle-lines were frozen. Occupation, she explains, is a “grey zone” in which “forced disappearances, tortures, denial of your identity, forcible adoption of your children, filtration camps and mass graves” are all likely components. Faced with this threat against their very existence Ukrainians have no choice; “if we stop fighting, there will be no more ‘us’”.

I ask her how she copes with the weight of her work and the darkness ahead. She is frank, admitting that it isn’t easy, even for a professional lawyer accustomed to the barbarity evident in the materials and experiences which she deals with. Alongside the inspiration she derives from the displays of bravery and solidarity by ordinary Ukrainians, Matviichuk mentions the ‘60ers’ or ‘shistidesiatniki’, a generation of Ukrainian Soviet creatives who held distinctly anti-totalitarian views and made defense of the national language and culture of their country a central tenet of their ideology. “We stand on their shoulders”, she says, explaining that Ukraine’s gaining of independence in 1991 was possible because of the foundations laid by this generation in the 1960s, giving her reason to believe that even if her work seems meaningless in the short-term, its value will eventually become evident.

Nonetheless, she is insistent that there are things that can be achieved more imminently. Chief among them is the question of goal setting; the idea that the UK and other Western nations must change their objective from helping Ukraine ‘not to fail’, to helping it ‘to win’. According to Matviichuk, this isn’t just a case of committing to larger weapons shipments, but a cognitive shift that accepts the logical yet uncomfortable truth that a victorious Ukraine means a defeated Russia – a prospect the West is currently unwilling to confront.

Whilst governments and individuals in the UK and West have long been engaging in how Ukraine will be rebuilt after the conflict’s end, Matviichuk emphasises that the international community has no strategy for dealing with a post-war Russia. She points to historical experience as she warns of the dangers of being ill-prepared; “the Soviet Union collapsed regardless of whether or not the West was prepared”, highlighting the need to avoid a Russian descent into the economic and political chaos which was witnessed in the 1990s, and now forms part of Putin’s narrative about the need for Russia to ‘rise again’.

Matviichuk’s calculations about post-war Russia are nuanced. On the one hand, she believes that military defeat is required to impress upon the population that restoring the Russian empire is not possible, even smiling when she says that perhaps they will then realise that overrunning sovereign territories is not “civilised”. She rejects the idea that this is “Putin’s war” and says that responsibility lies with Russian society more broadly, but is unequivocal about whether the end of the war means the end of Putin: “Russian people can tolerate a war criminal as a president, but they will not tolerate a loser war criminal”.

Against this ominous and uncertain Russian future, she identifies how a Ukrainian victory might actually be an antidote, as it would demonstrate that democracy can win wars. Indeed, she emphasises this sentiment in her diagnosis for the future: when it comes to the post-war “democratic success of Ukraine, it’s the chance for the democratic future of Russia itself”.

Interested to know how long she thought it would take for Russo-Ukrainian relations to normalise, I put to her the now commonly used Ukrainian axiom ‘there’s no such thing as a good Russian’. She expressed her distaste for the phrase and described how her work brings her into close collaboration with Russian human rights organisations, but did admit that some Ukrainians who had suffered brutality at the hands of Russian invaders now have “no internal resources for dialogue” and thus the prospect of rapprochement was uncertain.

Matviichuk zeroed in on one particular group of Russians who may be able to create solid foundations for the future course of relations between the two nations – the hundreds of thousands of young émigrés who have fled the country for places like Georgia, Turkey and Finland. “We need their voice now, not when the war will end (…) we need their active work to help Ukraine to win”, she explains, thus apportioning significant responsibility to those who she says claim to be “honest people” opposed to Putin’s invasion.

Helping Ukraine ‘to win’ won’t end with the hostilities but will continue as the country seeks to regenerate after the war and Matviichuk impresses on me that this is not just a question of expelling Russian soldiers and clearing rubble, but a broader mission of restoring peoples’ faith in justice, and modernising and democratising the entire country. Moreover, she is clear that failing to hold the war’s perpetrators to account means that “we will find ourselves in the world which will be dangerous for everyone without exception”, as confidence in impunity will allow them to return, or even take their destruction elsewhere.

Indeed, Matviichuk perceives Ukraine’s victory as a safeguarding measure for the entire democratic world; “this war has no borders” she says, explaining that her country is only the first stage upon which the conflict will play out. She paints the conflict in civilisational terms, asserting that “this is not just a war between two states, this is a war between two systems: authoritarianism and democracy”, and warns that it is not only the Kremlin, but other authoritarian leaders who will read the international community’s inaction as weakness and will be emboldened to commit further attacks on democratic nations, whom they necessarily perceive as a threat.

Matviichuk explains that we should have awoken to this “new era of turbulence” long ago, citing the long-voiced claims by human rights lawyers that a country which attacks its own civil society is bound to look abroad for its next target. She chillingly points out the example of ‘Memorial’, the Russian human rights organisation with whom she shares the 2022 Nobel Peace Prize, which was ordered to dissolve on the grounds that it had violated the ‘Foreign Agents’ law a few months before the full-scale invasion.

Consequently, the war – its weight, its inevitability, and its intensity – consumes Matviichuk, but she understands the world’s declining interest as part of a “natural process”, admitting that being removed from the battleground makes the rest of us ill-equipped to understand the immediacy of the threat as the Ukrainians do.

This proximity she alludes to was brutally evident when we finished our conversation by talking about Viktoria Amalina, a Ukrainian author who was killed this summer in Russian missile attacks on Kramatorsk.  

“She is my friend; she was my friend? No, probably she still is my friend”, she pronounces slowly and uncertainly.  

Countless Ukrainians have been faced with the type of tragedy which Matviichuk’s words contain, and they have all had to support one another in ways that we cannot imagine. Such unity will have to continue as the country enters its third year since the full-scale invasion, and its eleventh since the annexation of Crimea.

Meditating on the compassion, solidarity and bravery exhibited by Ukrainians over the past two years, Matviichuk explains that it’s “very natural for people under attack (…) to unite”, but, to both of us, what is less clear is whether the rest of the world will unify to secure justice for victims past and present, and peace for our collective future.

Oxford University Short Film Festival 2024 – Day 5

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CW: references to war, death, racism, drink spiking, homophobia

The Keble O’Reilly was yet again packed for the last night of what has, by all accounts, been a fantastically successful run for the Oxford University Short Film Festival (OUSFF). Showing 25 films in total, this year was a first for OUSFF in opening their submissions to student filmmakers beyond Oxford. The result was an eclectic and exciting range of films made by some truly talented student filmmakers and recent alumni. 

Nighty Night, Dear 

The first film of the evening was Nighty Night, Dear, an endearingly nostalgic tale about a mischievous magician, Koko (Mollie Milne), sleep deprived from the nightly recollection of embarrassing moments. Nighty Night, Dear playfully literalises these memories as film negatives produced by a magical contraption, which Koko then categorises in archives including the highly relatable ‘being an idiot’. Jealous of young boy Josh’s anxiety-free sleep, Koko decides to send Josh memories of his own mistakes. The result is a cheekily poignant coming-of-age narrative thanks to lively performances from Koko and Josh. The film’s cinematography was particularly impressive: bathed in a warm, ‘vintagey’ palette reminiscent of Kodak Gold, Nighty Night, Dear evoked the twilight mellowness of childhood found in many a Roald Dahl or Dr. Seuss story. This was further aided by the narrator’s gentle voiceover and close-up shots, used adroitly to convey Koko and Josh’s dream-like states. The film also made great use of the contrast between live action and animation, creating Koko’s house and the evening sky out of cardboard stop-motion. The blurring of fantasy with reality gave the film a tactile, magic realist quality in its charming exploration of innocence and self-awareness. 

Ghost Insurance 

Another film which comically exploited our insecurities was Ghost Insurance, which featured a well-acted performance from salesman Paul. Paul, however, is not your average salesman: he sells “ghost insurance”, which claims to cover for any unexplained happenings around the home including smashed vases and stray socks. The dialogue between Paul’s prospective clients – a gullible father and his cynical daughter – was hilariously effective, drawing laughs from the audience as Paul gestured to the invisible presence of “Errol”, his phantom coworker. Within its sharply economical form, the film managed to deliver several punchlines in quick succession, such as the telling jingle attached to Paul’s business card: ‘my dead wife keeps accusing me of murder!’. Ghost Insurance effortlessly parodied the aesthetic of insurance adverts, cleverly playing with the sinister capacity for such companies to profit off our superstitions through a delightful twist at the end. 

Punchbowl 

Punchbowl, directed by Mia Sorenti, also managed to deftly balance humour with more sinister themes. The film follows two university students, confident Nina and hesitant Liv, as they attempt to graft their way onto the women’s hockey team through Nina’s ‘lesbian power game’. Quite the opposite occurs as Nina and Liv find themselves plunged into the aggressively white, heterosexual world of Oxford’s secret societies. The ‘Tuesday Club’ comprises a group of pompous, neo-Nazi Etonian alumni unapologetically advocating for a ‘colonial comeback’, and Nina suspects one of its members of spiking drinks after finding some dubious substances. The aftermath, however, is startlingly funny, offering an inventive take on what can sometimes be a rather hackneyed portrayal of Oxford’s elitism, following in the footsteps of The Riot Club. Whilst the film suffered at times from muffled audio from Nina and oversaturation, the script worked effectively alongside its short format. Darkly funny, Punchbowl perceptively lingers at the gothic borderland, reminding us that despite Nina and Liv’s lucky escape, Oxford’s sinister underbelly maintains the potential for more predatory events to occur. 

The Pacifist

The second film of the evening set in Oxford, The Pacifist transports us back to a true story from 1940 straight from University College’s archives. The film follows 19 year old student John Fulljames, a conscientious objector whose mental health rapidly declines as he is called for conscription, leading him to shoot two students and be sentenced to Broadmoor for schizophrenia. The period set’s exquisite detail and cinematography were excellent, presenting an unusually sparse Oxford in a beautiful subtlety of light which contrasted with the intensity of the students’ debates. The Pacifist sensitively reveals the oft-neglected history of WWII’s psychological impact as the conflicts between John and his peers bleed into questions of sexuality and masculinity. There is a palpable homoerotic subtext to John’s sensuous appreciation of Univ’s Shelley statue, who was famously expelled from Oxford for refusing to disavow his atheist convictions. However, the film’s singular female character disappointingly appeared only as an ephemeral, seductive presence to soothe John’s psychological distress. As the longest film of the night, The Pacifist also suffered from some pacing issues, but its lengthy monologues contained excellent lines such as John’s protestation: ‘I won’t have my rotting body fertilise France’s soil’. 

A Ticket to Hell 

Also questioning the meaning of war was A Ticket to Hell, a film that brought the nihilism of armed conflict to its literal extreme with an emotive score. A soldier is not told where he is, or who he is fighting, but is instructed to follow his officer’s orders with little justification. Three spectral presences visit the soldiers to caution against perpetuating a cycle of endless violence which they too participated in, long ago in a forgotten past. At times, the film risks slipping into more cliched representations of war in its montages of violence against childhood innocence. However, the overlaying of the soldier’s diary entries invites more compelling questions about memory, bringing the universality of war in tension with the personal. The act of inscription makes room for subjective, even spiritual experience by problematising the capacity to write and remember war objectively, despite the officer’s attempts to anonymise the conflict and reduce it to its most banal parts. 

I tend to approach student productions with a degree of scepticism, but the festival’s final night gave us some truly impressive films which balanced serious topics with quick-wittedness and skillful cinematography. The evening’s success was also thanks to the hard work of the OUSFF team, which has clearly paid off.

The award for Oustanding Film was given to Je Veux Danser. Beijing Pigons won the People’s Choice Award.

Louis Wilson to succeed Hannah Edwards as Oxford Union President

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Oxford Union’s Appellate Board declared that the Office of President-Elect is vacant until the end of Hilary Term, after which it will be offered to the incoming Librarian for Trinity 2024, Louis Wilson. Neither of the two candidates who ran for president-elect last term, Leo Buckley or Julia Maranhao-Wong, will be taking up the role.

Last term, Buckley was narrowly elected President in a hotly contested election against Maranhao-Wong. Shortly after the end of last term, two charges of electoral malpractice against him were then brought before a Union tribunal, which cleared him of one charge but found him guilty of harassment under Rule 33(a)(i)(28). Buckley was also suspended from the Union until 10th week of Trinity Term 2024. 

According to a preliminary ex camera notice, the Appellate Board that sat yesterday unanimously decided to uphold Buckley’s conviction, disqualification, and suspension. The board also declared the office of President-Elect vacant, despite stating that “[T]his determination does not result from any assessment of the character or qualifications of any officer or candidate for office; instead, it reflects the considered judgment of the Appellate Board as to the proper path forward after a disqualification of this kind, as we will discuss in more detail in our report.”

The Appellate Board also stated that while they had not found the appeal attempt to be unreasonable, they did not disqualify any Election Tribunal panelists from sitting on future panels. It further explained: “The Appellate Board does, however, intend to make several important recommendations that we urge the Society to address with appropriate haste and care. We will detail these in our report.”

As a result of this decision, the office of President-Elect will remain vacant until the end of Hilary Term under Rule 38(b)(vi), after which it will be offered to the incoming Librarian for Trinity 2024 under Rule 12(c)(ii). 

The rule of succession will also mean that the current Treasurer-Elect, Izzy Horrocks-Taylor, will become the Librarian-Elect. Meanwhile, the candidate elected Secretary and candidate elected for member of standing committee with the most votes in this term’s elections will become the Treasurer-Elect and Secretary-Elect respectively. 

The Appellate Board’s final report is expected to be published after nominations open for the Hilary 2024 Elections. The notice states that the report will be the “definitive statement of the Appellate Board’s decisions as well as its reasons for making them.”

Halfway Hall, *sighs with relief*

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I didn’t always dream of studying at Oxford. My decision to apply was made in a split second, panicked, mere days before the Oxbridge deadline. Of course I was aware that people all around the world had been planning to apply since primary school, or even earlier, so I thought my chance of getting in was a limited one. Yet here I am, in my second year studying English Literature and Language at one of the greatest institutions on the planet. 

I suppose I cannot complain about my choice. However, with the very little and clearly insufficient research I did on my course, my college, and the university itself, it is hardly surprising that I haven’t found myself in the most suitable environment for me. Oxford can be an exceptionally challenging place, with its constant workload and resulting stress, and somehow I managed to make it even more difficult for myself.

Michaelmas Term of my first year was abominable. I was heartbroken, overwhelmed, and plagued by imposter syndrome – something that I never thought would affect me so dramatically. Then came Hilary, in which the sole constant was drinking; it was what can only be described as a manic, messy two months. I barely remember it, but everything I do remember was atrocious. With the sun and blazing temperatures, Trinity Term brought some resolution to a profusely stressful academic year. Despite the upcoming exams, everything seemed to calm down. I successfully completed my Prelims without a hitch. 

Then the relentless cycle began again. Michaelmas of second year was dire. I threw myself into everything that Oxford had to offer: rowing, editing, writing, being on the JCR committee, tutoring, and more. There is an expectation at Oxford to always remain busy, no matter how much energy it drains from you. For some, it can feel like a toxic environment, whilst others thrive with the hustle and bustle of it all. At the end of 6th week, I reached my breaking point and escaped Oxford for the week. That week away was a saving grace for me and, looking back, I have never felt prouder for allowing myself a short but necessary break. I returned for a week before the Christmas vacation saved me from my torment. 

Now, we’re back in Hilary term. There has been improvement since the last; I have not been tempted to drink through bottles of spirits on a daily basis, for which my liver feels much gratitude. But each term is still a struggle, which is why the advent of Halfway Hall is so comforting to me. 

Reaching Halfway Hall is a huge achievement for me, and I honestly don’t believe that I am alone in this mindset. With such high expectations as an incoming fresher, it can be devastating to realise that the ‘dream’ is actually far from paradisiacal. Oxford is exhausting – there can be no doubt about that – and for some, it is a battle from start to end. Halfway Hall is somewhat of a beacon of hope. Its very arrival offers a small sense of relief that this degree will end. I have been counting down the terms and the idea of surpassing the halfway point brings me so much joy. Although the dressing up, the awards, and the food will all be lovely, I’m sure, they really don’t matter to me that much. It’s all about the principle: not long left to go. 

I’m sure some people do genuinely enjoy their time here, but I know there is a vast amount of students who do not. It is those who await Halfway Hall so eagerly, not for a night of celebration, but as a sign of accomplishment. We have made it halfway: there is less to come than what has been – and that is a truly satisfying thought.

Why don’t we talk about Oxford’s land?

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Property management isn’t the most scintillating topic for Oxford students to concern themselves with. But in many ways it is the basis of our student experience – the reason why we walk out onto that beautiful quad, stroll into a lavishly bedecked dining hall or look up at some finely restored stained glass on the edge of a chapel. Colleges talk a fair amount – and students hear a good deal – about endowments and fundraising, development and outreach. But our Colleges are old, ancient even, and so are their sources of revenue. Every time they need a new building – the Cohen Quad at Exeter, the Gradel Quad at New College – a fork out from a big philanthropist comes in handy. But the financial foundations of our Colleges, and therefore of our experiences in each one, are based on the land they hold, and often have held for centuries. 

Education is expensive. Reading books and answering problem sheets does not make you hard cash. The Oxford collegiate structure is able to survive financially largely because it is old, and because the assets that they hold and the property that they have owned for centuries, has grown in value astronomically. A visit to the New College’s Archives in the fourteenth-century Muniment Tower reveals the myriad boxes which hold the information of every estate owned by the College since 1379, spanning acres in the city of Oxford and across the country. The diligence with which the founders documented every interaction with their tenants highlights how much these new institutions depended on their assets for the money to support a community: money which we take easily for granted in the league table of endowments which sometimes make the headlines. But these figures do make a difference: student life is cheaper if you are at St John’s than if you are at, say, Regent’s Park. One was founded in Oxford in 1555, the other in 1927. Those dates matter. 

Some stats will help us broaden the picture. Oxford’s richest College is St John’s, with an endowment of over £700 million and assets reaching nearly £800. Much of this is based on the handy fact that the College has owned, almost since its foundation, a swathe of property in North Oxford which now sells for millions. It has also made some pretty smart money moves since the 1960s. All Souls follows with an endowment of over £500 million, with Merton and Christ Church in close succession. New College does fairly well out of its Wykhemist foundation, while other disproportionately endowed Colleges include Queen’s, Jesus and Nuffield. Much of the money directed towards property by colleges goes to firms such as Bidwells, which acts for forty-seven Oxbridge colleges in their endowments and building projects. 

These funds are essentially in line with the property owned by these colleges: All Souls owns more than three-hundred properties in Willesden in North London, from ordinary flats to pizza places on high streets; York Place Mansions on Baker Street is one of their most lucrative assets. More land does equal more cash, and, somewhere down the line, a cheaper life for its students. In Oxford itself, some of the most successful venues are owned by colleges; the Turf Tavern has been owned by Merton since 1946, and Wadham has been enjoying the revenue Kings Arms and the Holywell Music Rooms, where prices for drinks and music hire have increased drastically over the past few years. Magdalen has substantially increased its funds through selling its share of the Oxford Science Park to a Singaporean sovereign wealth fund. 

Why does this matter? All collegiate institutions have to get their money from somewhere, and investment funds and cash endowments have provided much more revenue for colleges at both Oxford and Cambridge over the last few decades. By the standards of Cambridge – where Trinity College sports its £2 billion endowment – the majority of Oxford colleges do not present astronomical numbers. 

Yet the colleges’ property does make a difference not only to our experience of university life in Oxford, but to the impact that Oxford has on the rest of the country. Although they often run through landlord firms, colleges such as All Souls have stake in numerous communities around the country; that in Willesden for example, is a community and an investment of a kind that would never have figured in the imagination of the college’s founders. Colleges have a stake in these changing communities – surely something we should speak more about in any discussion of Oxford’s wider impact. Property holdings are a form of outreach embedded in the life of the college. 

What’s more, students by and large are unaware of the stakes that their colleges have in their communities, and the sources of wealth that allow for Oxford colleges to remain independent. An increase in the costs of living – in costs for accommodation, food and maintenance – since 2020 should have put these issues front and centre. We don’t have to be overtly cynical about the nature of College wealth – investing in long-term property projects and in lucrative endowments is what provides the money for the world’s best university, though debate will always continue as to what the best use of that money looks like. A greater awareness of the sources of these funds – and the nationwide reach of our colleges – can work both ways. Seeing where the money we put into our colleges has gone should be a natural curiosity if we are to scrutinise how such funds are best spent, and to recognise that the money we pay goes towards more than providing the daily bread of university life. 

Students should scrutinise this more not only to make sure that the college is not missing the first priorities of provision for teaching and learning and student support: this means looking more closely at what the college owns and what it has done and could do with these assets. It means looking more closely at the traditions and the priorities of our colleges – for better and for worse. It’s not the most enticing topic, for sure. But property matters for us, and for many more outside of these city walls who don’t seem to play a part in the Oxford experience. 

Oxford Union does not know what the Labour Party stands for

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On Saturday night, the Oxford Union voted in favour of the motion “This House does not know what the Labour Party stands for.” The final count had 188 members voting for the motion and 70 members voting against. 

The star speaker in the proposition was Sir Jacob Rees-Mogg, Conservative MP for North East Somerset who was Lord President of the Council and Leader of the House of Commons, Minister of State in the Cabinet Office, and Secretary of State for Business, Energy and Industrial Strategy. He previously read history at Trinity College, Oxford. 

When introducing Rees-Mogg, Anita Okunde of University College remarked on his failed bid for Union presidency back when he was a member, which elicited a great deal of laughter in the chamber. She also introduced proposition speakers Theo Adler-Williams from Worcester College and Robert Griffiths, a Welsh communist activist who has been General Secretary of the British Communist Party since 1998 – pointing out his party’s lack of a single electoral seat.

Adler-Williams introduced Ali Khosravi, who was Co-Chair of the Oxford University Labour Club last year, and Joe Moore, a Political Advisor to various Labour MPs. Regarding the lack of Labour MPs on the opposition bench, Adler-Williams said that the Union contacted over 50 Labour MPs but realised that the party would not allow any to attend.

Speaking first in proposition, Adler-Williams began with a brief history of Labour and their stances leading up to Keir Starmer’s leadership, when Labour no longer had a clear policy “because they purposefully choose to speak in so many tongues” in order to have a “bomb-proof” campaign. “If you write a manifesto that can’t be criticised by the Tories,” he said, “then you’ve just written a Tory manifesto.”

Okunde, speaking in opposition, opened with a classic reference: “Comrades, there’s a spectre haunting not only Europe, but us. That spectre is 14 years of Conservative Party ruling going on.” She argued that “Labour stands for what it has always stood for: for the many and not the few,” attributing policy changes to Labour adapting to the current system where the working class has different needs. Okunde advocated for Labour because of its vision for housing, working class representation, a genuine living wage, and more, concluding that she believed in “Labour’s vision and principles in shaping [her] journey and that of countless others.”

Griffiths, in proposition, admitted that he could be put on either side of the debate, and indeed his final message advocated a third path: rather than voting for either side, he called on members to “Sit still! Occupy the Chamber!” to which the floor responded with laughter. He called Labour’s policy U-turns “spectacular somersault,” citing failures to make mail, railways, and energy public. To Griffiths, the reversal “doesn’t make any sense unless you want to cuddle up to big business,” alleging Labour to be “the party of the 10%, the party of business” in a fiery speech.

Khosravi, speaking in opposition, opened by addressing Griffiths’s point that Labour stands for big business, turning this around to argue that “[Labour] does stand for something, just something [Griffiths] doesn’t agree with,” receiving a round of applause from the chamber. He then argued that people “must not confuse the letter of the manifesto with what the party stands for, philosophically or on principle.” The Conservative contradiction, Khosravi said, is believing “that Labour stands for nothing yet Labour is such a dangerous threat that must be stopped – make up your mind.”

Closing the case for proposition, Rees-Mogg compared Labour’s 26 U-Turns to the car chase U-turns in “James Bond films [the Union is] such an aficionado of,” referencing the society’s “Casino Royale” theme ball that took place the day before. Moving on from serious policy U-turns, Rees-Mogg ridiculed Labour’s “most silly” case of dishonesty when Starmer initially claimed to be great friends with Jeremy Corbyn but later claimed they were never friends.

Rees-Mogg observed that Labour is increasingly centrist, stating that “as Labour becomes more and more Tory, I feel the country becomes safer and safer!” to a round of applause. As such, he believed that Labour is prioritising electoral success over policy implementation, asking the Union to consider the goal of going into politics despite its sacrifices: “you achieve what you believe in – not winning individual elections but what is best for country.”

Lastly, Moore closed the case for the opposition by refuting the 26 U-turns argument: “The policy [Labour] remains committed to is still a policy, simply with “changes in degree or magnitude.” He cited employment rights and energy among the evidence for an economic plan with “a more activist, more involved state – a government shaping, not being shaped by, the market.”

Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before: Week 3

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Each week, Rufus brings you a poem along with his thoughts on it. This week, he looks at The Winter Palace, by Phillip Larkin.

The Winter Palace, Philip Larkin

Most people know more as they get older:

I give all that the cold shoulder.

I spent my second quarter-century

Losing what I had learnt at university.

And refusing to take in what had happened since.

Now I know none of the names in the public prints,

And am starting to give offence by forgetting faces

And swearing I’ve never been in certain places.

It will be worth it, if in the end I manage

To blank out whatever it is that is doing the damage.

Then there will be nothing I know.

My mind will fold into itself, like fields, like snow.

I’m reminded of an angry note I found in the margin of my library’s The Whitsun Weddings, a Larkin collection. It said nine out of ten of his poems were dull but there’d be the one that would change everything. A line that’d floor you. While I contest the jab about dullness, they were spot-on about the power of Larkin’s lines. This week’s poem illustrates my point.

It feels like there’s less and less to look forward to about getting older, both as an individual and as one in a generation that’s spoilt for choice of imminent, world-ending catastrophes. Larkin, the master of the melancholy, reassures us we aren’t alone in our pessimism: previous generations have felt equally as miserable about aging. In fact, the ignorance, forgetfulness and isolation of old age should be welcomed, not shaken off! It might rob life of its joys but it takes the fears away with it too.

There’s comfort to be found in Larkin’s bleak but candid acceptance of aging. It’s cold comfort, sure, but there’s something nice about company, especially if it’s in the face of something scary. Though company can’t dissipate our fears, it can, as Larkin’s poem does, give us the courage to face them.

Oxford most popular UK university on Wikipedia

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Oxford University has the most visited UK university Wikipedia page of 2023. It was viewed more than 1.3 million times last year, with an average of nearly four thousand people googling the University every day. The difference of cumulative views between Oxford and Cambridge was more than three hundred thousand, setting Oxford clearly ahead of Cambridge. 

The released data also show how colleges stack up against one another in popularity. Unsurprisingly, Magdalen College, Oxford’s richest college according to assets, is the most visited on Wikipedia, with 177,436 views in 2023. It was closely followed by Balliol College with 169,214 views. This may be due to major news events of 2023 featuring Balliol College alumni such as Boris Johnson and Ghislaine Maxwell. 

After Balliol College, All Souls College is the third most popular Wikipedia page, followed by University College, New College, and Lincoln College—all colleges known for their centuries-old buildings with architectural styles ranging from English Gothic to Neoclassical. With the exception of Lady Margaret Hall, Worcester College, and Keble College, the top ten most viewed Oxford Colleges were all founded before 1500. 

It is not just on Wikipedia that Oxford garners more attention than Cambridge. Worldwide, Oxford is also more frequently googled than Cambridge. However, within England and China, neither Oxford nor Cambridge is the most googled university –that title belongs to UCL. 

Countries with the highest rates of googling for Oxford University are the Philippines, Iran, and Kazakhstan. Comparatively, Cambridge is far more popular than Oxford in Peru, Colombia, and Mexico. 

Oxford’s most famous colleges are also more popular in specific countries. Of the top five colleges, Magdalen College is most beloved in Hong Kong and Poland, Balliol College in Norway and Singapore, New College in Hungary and Japan, All Souls College in Malaysia and the Philippines, and University College in Brazil and the USA.

The multiple histories of flight BA149

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Former passengers and crew of flight BA149 have launched a legal case against His Majesty’s Government and British Airways. They content that the scheduled refuelling of a civilian aircraft in military-occupied Kuwait, an invasion that became the First Gulf War, was a means for the government to deliver intelligence into the country at the cost of the safety of the crew and passengers. Those aboard the plane and the British Airways employees already in the country were nearly all taken hostage by the Iraqi army and held as ‘human shields’ for up to five months. 

‘The Gulf War did not take place’, declared the French philosopher Jean Baudrillard. His controversial essay did not aim to efface the violent reality of the American led coalition against Iraq, but targeted the simulacrum of mass media coverage: the media, he claimed, conjures a reality of its own rather than reflecting what it claims to witness. However, the announcement of the legal case proposes that reality cannot be reduced to a binary of the truth and the media fiction that obscures it. Instead, the case demonstrates that re-assembling reality is an arduous and time bound process of discovery where we cannot expect to arrive at a ‘whole truth’, but must continually make space in narratives we think we know, altering history detail by detail. Thirty years after the First Gulf War, amidst geopolitical turmoil, this court case brings into sharp focus how partial a reality distorted by the media is. But the legal action pursued by the hostages suggests that it wasn’t just the portrayal of the war through screens that distorted the truth. The reality documented in the archives is not neutral either.

The hostages’ testaments trouble British Airways’ defence. Upon the announcement of the case, the company issued a statement declaring that while their “hearts go out” to the victims, the Government records confirm that the company was “not warned of an Iraqi invasion”. In 2021, the then Foreign Secretary Liz Truss stated that the British Embassy in Kuwait reported to British Airways that “while flights on 1 August should be safe, subsequent flights were inadvisable”. The BA149 departed from London at 18:04 GMT on the 1st, after a two hour delay due to “technical problems”. At “00:00 GMT on 2 August 1990”, while the flight was airborne, the British Ambassador in Kuwait reported the Iraqi invasion to the Foreign and Commonwealth office. This second call made by the ambassador in Kuwait had not been revealed until 2021, protected by the Public Records Act.

In the few syllables of “technical problems” lies the first gap that the victims’ stories begin to fill-in. If time was of the essence to land safely in Kuwait, then the two-hour delay seems risky. Those on the plane have since reported that a group of men boarded the flight during this delay. As soon as they did, ‘cabin crew doors to automatic’ chimed over the intercom and the plane began preparations to take off. The government’s statement shows that British Airways were warned that the 1st of August was their safe window. What the company did not receive was an announcement of the invasion. However, Matthew Jury from McCue Jury & Partners- the firm defending the hostages- revealed that on the evening of the 1st of August, the family of the British Airways manager in Kuwait left the country. By insinuating that the company were aware of an impending danger and able to take precautions, these pockets of information attest to the paradox of how something that is based in official records can produce counter-narratives that twist and writhe, distorting a clear reconstruction of events. 

The stories of the BA149 hostages begin to assemble a more three-dimensional image of the War in contrast to the media pageantry and broadcast footage. Instead of Hussein’s orchestrated and televised encounters with the hostages and their families, the victims describe how they were subjected to starvation, deplorable living conditions, mock executions, beatings and rape. On their return, crew members felt forced to leave their jobs prematurely because of Post-Traumatic Stress. One of the passengers was only twelve when taken hostage and describes a life ‘robbed’ and ‘overshadowed’ by the experience. But their testaments fracture our understanding of the past and deliver prismatic perspectives upon history. Suddenly, the path to the truth proliferates with byways. Baudrillard’s concept of hyperreality blames this vertiginousness on media distortions. But reality is not just mediated by the media: the hostages intimate that there were a series of cover-ups and deniable operations that occurred behind our screens.

At the crux of a legal case lies responsibility, yet how do we assign culpability when the truth exists separately to what has been documented? Responsibility for the “mistreatment of [the] passengers and crew”, Truss claims, “lies entirely with the Government of Iraq at the time”. While mistreatment feels like a cruelly saccharine word compared to what the hostages were subjected to, Truss acknowledges that this event has been festering since 1990 and the scars it has grown during that time only make it harder to see how the wound was inflicted. By locating the obfuscation of truth solely with the media, the veil of hyperreality itself obscures the granular interactions that go into distorting reality, which happen in phone calls, protected documents and official statements. 

For the victims, this war was not a discreet or self-contained event. The livelihoods of those involved grow into the shape that the conflict has cast for them. Instead of what Baudrillard calls the ‘non-event of this war’, the legal case presents us with the continual event of war. As more information crawls to the surface, the victims continually adjust their concept of the reality that the world and the justice system will acknowledge as real, against the haunting persistence of their all too real experiences. Now, as tens of thousands of civilians are embroiled in vicious conflicts, we should consider what might happen to their stories in thirty years’ time. If nothing else, the case reminds us of the importance of dignifying individual voices.

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