Sunday 1st June 2025
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From oddity to absurdity

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On 26 July, footage leaked by the Sun showed Lord Sewel, a senior member of the House of Lords, spending his afternoon in a London flat in the company of sex workers and several lines of an unidentified white powder. Bare-chested, he complains about his reduced rent allowance and shares his assessment of colleagues as ‘right thieves, rogues and bastards’.  

The House of Lords, long an oddity in British politics, is becoming an absurdity. In order to bring the House up to date with reality, a major reform in 1999 removed all but 92 hereditary  peers and established the dominance of appointed life peers. Unfortunately, successive Prime Ministers have used their appointment powers in ways that were apparently not foreseen. First, they have sent ever more fellow party members rather than non-partisan experts to the House of Lords, in part to shift the balance of power there in their own favour. Second, they have established the House as a source of patronage, appealing to potential donors’ vanity with the implicit prospect of a title, even if any explicit promise is forbidden. Partly as a result, the House of Lords now counts more than 800 members, all entitled to a daily attendance fee of £300.

The latest evidence of this mechanism came on 27 August, when David Cameron elevated a further 45 persons to the Peerage. Among those selected were James Lupton, a banker who donated £2.8 million to the party, Douglas Hogg, a former MP who had to give up his seat in the parliamentary expenses scandal, and a dozen former Conservative politicians. Seven other nominations were reported to have been rejected by the House of Lords Appointment Commission – something which can only be done if there are concerns about financial improprieties.

The unsustainability of an upper chamber that is a byword for waste and nepotism is widely recognised. In the general election of May 2015, both the Labour and the Liberal Democrat manifestos called for the introduction of an elected House of Lords. Even the manifesto of the Conservatives stated that they would address ‘issues such as the size of the chamber and the retirement of peers.’

In the last Parliament, one of the coalition government’s pledges had been to ‘bring forward proposals for a wholly or mainly elected upper chamber on the basis of proportional representation’ by December 2010. However, when a bill was finally introduced in July 2012, it was scuppered by a minority of rebellious Conservative backbenchers. These same backbenchers now hold even more veto power as part of a slim parliamentary majority. With several internal divisions already emerging, notably over the referendum on Europe, David Cameron seems simply to have concluded that a further attempt at reforming the House of Lords would be a greater liability than leaving it untouched.
        
The strength of Britain’s parliamentary system is supposed to be that it fosters accountability and decisive government. The first-past-the-post system normally produces majority single-party governments that face few obstacles in shaping legislation. In theory, this should make it easier for the public to evaluate the actions of individual parties while in office, and compare them against those proposed by their competitors. The fact that, in practice, the current government is protecting a wildly unpopular House of Lords therefore highlights some of the system’s vulnerabilities.

First, the failure of House of Lords reform is an extreme example of the problem traditionally associated with first-past-the-post systems, namely, inefficient representation. The iniquity of the Conservatives’ gaining a seat majority on the basis of a vote share of 37 per cent is well known. However, there is the further issue of factions within that majority exerting disproportionate power. In effect, because the opposition almost always votes against a divided government, a determined group of backbenchers can hold up changes to the status quo. As it happens, the number of Conservative parliamentarians who opposed reform to House of Lords in 2012 was 91. Forming less than 15 per cent of the House of Commons, they managed to block a reform supported, according to a contemporary Ipsos poll, by 79 per cent of Britons.

Furthermore, the fact that the Prime Minister felt confident enough this August to engage in overt cronyism points to the downside of weak outside checks on his power. Normally, the absence in Britain of strong procedures enforcing transparency is supposed to be compensated by the existence of an effective opposition. However, the Conservative Party are in a position where much of the parliamentary resistance has simply melted away. The Liberal Democrats are still reeling from their election defeat and have only eight seats left. Labour, meanwhile, has just elected Jeremy Corbyn, sparking conflict within its parliamentary delegation and potentially ruining its ability to hold the government to account. In any case, both the Liberal Democrats and Labour have scarcely opposed the Prime Minister’s manoeuvre, in which they gained 11 and 8 Peerages of their own. This lends credence to outsider parties such as UKIP, the Greens and the SNP, who accuse them all of forming a self-serving cartel.

Ultimately, it is the legitimacy of the House of Lords that continues to be eroded. There is speculation that the appointment by David Cameron of so many dubious figures was intended to serve that purpose. The Conservatives are currently in a minority in the House of Lords, with 215 peers against the combined number of 313 for Labour and the Liberal Democrats. Although the House of Lords by convention does not reject legislation that is part of an election manifesto, it does frequently propose amendments to bills, which delays their passage and encourages reports in the press. Some of the Conservatives’ legislative proposals, most notably the scrapping of the Human Rights Act, are likely to incur its criticism. Unable to scrap or reform it, the government at the very least lacks the incentive to help the House of Lords fulfil its constitutional role.

This summer, much media attention was devoted to the lewdness of Lord Sewel. The great scandal of British politics, however, is not the conduct of individual members of the House of Lords. It is not even the £93.1 million the institution costs taxpayers annually. Rather, it is the contempt for Britain’s citizens shown by their elected politicians.

Hundreds attend ‘Refugees Welcome in Oxford’ rally

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Hundreds of people attended a rally in Oxford on Sunday calling upon the UK to welcome more refugees fleeing war and desperate situations in the Middle East and Africa.

The ‘Refugees Welcome in Oxford’ rally, which took place outside the Sheldonian Theatre, attracted families with young children, secondary school and university students and pensioners alike. The event began at 3pm and finished with a march at 4:45pm.

Speeches were made from many prominent campaigning figures calling upon the Government to do much more and were warmly received by the crowds gathered. Messages on home-made posters displayed by members of the crowds included “We welcome refugees (Given the chance),” “We are all human,” “Love not Hate – Refugees Welcome in Oxford,” and “Albert Einstein was a refugee!”

The Government announced yesterday that the UK will take in up to 20,000 Syrian refugees from UN camps over the next five years. By comparison, it is estimated that 18,000 refugees reached Germany over the weekend alone. Today Sigmar Gabriel, the Vice Chancellor of Germany said that his country can cope with at least 500,000 asylum-seekers per year for several years, while repeating demands for other European countries also to take their fair share.

Kate Attwooll from Oxford, told Cherwell at Sunday’s rally “I work as a humanitarian in South Sudan and see first-hand the suffering and dire situations women, men, girls and boys experience on a daily basis. It’s shameful that the UK has taken this long to show compassion and open its borders to human beings in need.

“Today the people of Oxford have spoken: we welcome refugees here and the Government needs to take action now.”

Eleni Stamou, who is Greek but lives in Oxford, commented to Cherwell at the rally, “The initial response [of the British Government] was quite terrifying and cold but it is still not adequate.

“The two crises are coming together in Greece, and it’s making an explosive mix which is terrible for the refugees and is stirring up far right sentiment. Once again you see asymmetry in European policy. We need to realise that Europe needs to share these problems.”

Neville Dowley from Oxford, when asked why he felt it was important to attend the protest, stated simply, “The main thing for me is compassion.”

A message from Andrew Smith, Labour MP for Oxford East, asked that a “strong message of support and solidarity for the march” be conveyed from him in his absence owing to a prior commitment. He added “Britain has a clear duty to take significantly more refugees.”

He went on to say in his message that he has received more constituent emails and letters on this issue “than any other ever” and that he had already written to the Prime Minister saying that “we can and must do much more”.

In relation to the practicalities of welcoming refugees in Oxford, the MP told the assembled crowds “I will work with City and County Council [to enable Oxford] to provide the support that people need.”

Bob Price, the Leader of Oxford City Council today told Cherwell, “The Government’s announcement yesterday, while welcome progress, does not meet the expectations of the people of Oxford and their clear will to help.”

“As the 20,000 refugees will be accepted over a period of five years, that equates to a very small amount of refuge being offered by the UK in the face of this human crisis, which is disappointing.”

With regard to possible challenges facing Oxford in accepting refugees given its existing housing crisis, he stated that, “Since the Government’s plan is to prioritise orphans, the focus of the response required from Oxford will be more on finding foster homes rather than additional housing.”

Lucy Brinicombe, who lives near Oxford and attended the rally, told Cherwell, “It’s great to see so many people here showing concern for people who are trying to flee great danger. I’m hopeful that at last we’re going to see Britain being compassionate as opposed to hostile, and the scare-mongering we’ve seen is going to be a thing of the past.

“It shows an outpouring of care and people wanting to do something. There is a basic instinct to care for other people.”

Jordan’s dying tourist industry

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Wandering around the marvel that is Petra, I wonder where all the people are. It’s summer, and should be the beginning of the high season for tourism. In the shaded Siq leading down to the buildings carved into the red rock face a couple of coach parties wander towards the site at around midday, but if you walk the same route in the morning or evening, you’ll probably only see a couple of other people, most of them locals. If you wander to a further out part of the ancient city you feel as if you have the whole place to yourself.

Jordan is home not just to Petra- one of the wonders of the world- but also four other World Heritage Sites, Jerash (some of the best Roman ruins I’ve ever seen), Wadi Rum (a Mars-red expanse of remote desert) being only two examples. I’ve lived here for almost a year, travelled around the country most weekends, and still haven’t seen it all. However the story of solitude in Petra is repeated at almost every site I’ve visited. Despite this impressive list of tourist attractions, Jordan’s tourist industry is struggling. The first quarter drop this year is over 11%.

When I visited Wadi Rum my guide told me how he used struggle to fit all of the visitors who wanted to come into his calendar, but now he struggles to fill enough dates to keep going. In Jerash, a local selling tea tells me that the site is much less visited that several years ago. He wistfully talks about how he hopes that the visitors will increase soon, not just so that his sales increase, but also so that more people experience the beauty of the ruins, and of Jordan.

The problem stems from the region’s instability and the constant stream of negative news about the area. Jordan is very stable, has a strong army and government, but potential visitors only focus on the bordering countries. Syria lies to the North, Palestine and Israel to the West and Iraq to the East. All of these countries feature in the news every day with new headlines about the death and destruction that ravages them. Most people don’t want to be that close to danger, even if it is actually incredibly unlikely to affect them. The fact that Jordan has seen fewer successful terrorist attacks than many of the major European capitals in recent years does little to convince wary tourists.

It’s not just the numbers of Westerners visiting Jordan that are on the decrease. Tourists from the Middle East have also fallen, as the people are too busy focusing on the changes in their own country to travel the region. Instead of tourists from places such as Syria, Jordan now has thousands of refugees coming from the country- there are over 600,000 registered refugees in Jordan from Syria alone.

The government has called several emergency meetings to discuss what can be done to counter these ever falling numbers. Reduction in fees to enter Petra (currently sky-high), reduction in flight prices, have all been discussed in an attempt to entice visitors in. Thus far, these remain ideas rather than a reality, and measures put in place have been to no avail.

Good morning, Vietnam

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It has been a week since I arrived in Vietnam and I think I’m experiencing something of a reverse culture shock. The Bangkok-esque neon lights are back, the selfie sticks are out, and I haven’t even seen a squatty-loo! Within the first three minutes of my taxi from Ho Chi Minh Airport I knew Vietnam would be far more developed than Myanmar – it was abundantly apparent that Vietnam was not a country that had been cut off from the world well into my own life time.

Despite political and social communism (flags bearing the hammer and sickle appear like bunting along the main streets), the economy is a hive of activity and competition. And tourism is just one, yet a very substantial, source of wealth. Westerners have long been a normal feature here and no one really bats an eyelid at this fair, red-headed girl walking down the street – unless of course they’re selling the iconic ‘Good Morning Vietnam’ t-shirts and they reckon I’m the perfect prey. In some places it can even be difficult to find a menu that doesn’t include pasta or pizza. It seems everything is tainted by Western tourism.

Some advice I was once given went a little something like this: ‘A country isn’t designed to make you, a visitor, feel comfortable; it is designed to make its own people feel comfortable’. Those were sage words for travelling in Myanmar where western influences are rare. Tourism is certainly becoming a ‘thing’ for them, but so recently and rapidly that it is still very much ‘Myanmar’. This is a country where coca-cola arrived a mere two years ago and no one knows what pizza is. Yet in Vietnam the only ‘discomfort’ I have experienced is a bit of sunburn and a few nauseous days as a result of my anti-malaria tablets – and I can hardly blame Vietnam for them!

I can see why most of the people I’ve met travelling in South East Asia adore Vietnam and count it among their top favourite places. It has still got a strong local culture, but it is also easy, and it is fun. On every street there are shops selling familiar products, be that a Kit-Kat or Nivea suncream, and finding somewhere to eat is only ever difficult because of the unquantifiable amount of choice (a real problem for someone as indecisive as me). In contrast, we were thankful in Myanmar that the places we stayed at (budget hotels because hostels haven’t yet been introduced) sold water – it could be a struggle to find somewhere selling something as basic as that.

On top of that, 80% of the population don’t consider themselves to have religious faith, so alcohol is not at all frowned upon, as it was in densely Buddhist Myanmar. Bars and clubs are as prolific as in any city back home. The standards of music might not be quite the same, and seeing a bouncer smash a glass bottle over a (sleepily) drunk customer’s head was (to say the least) a little disturbing, but the party lifestyle is certainly not lacking out here. On the plains of Bagan and the shores of Inle Lake it was very rare to have a story start, ‘oh my god I was so wasted…’, yet here that seems to be a running feature of traveller tales.

Vietnam certainly has its charm, and only a third of my way in, ticking off only cities and beaches, I am sure to come across more authentic Vietnamese culture as I head up north. The prevalence of people here doing what I’m doing, the hostels that cater for backpackers and the cafes that use mineral water to make their ice, certainly make travelling a more comfortable experience. I think that had I been travelling solo for my stint in Myanmar it would have been a lot more difficult – but I’ve barely had a day to myself and have pulled out the lone diner card just a couple of times. Vietnam is lively, buzzing, metropolitan. One thing is for sure – I am not in Myanmar anymore.

Plant Only Recipes: a vegan student’s personal journey

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“Why did you become vegan?” “What do you even eat?” – these are the two questions I would hear every day following the creation of Plant Only Recipes, the Facebook page and brand under which I share my vegan recipes.

Until May of this year, I never gave much thought to what I was eating. I’ve always been a huge food lover but, because I was naturally slim, I tended to just eat what I wanted when I wanted, without much thought to its calorie content or the effect it had on my body. In the beginning of 2015, towards the start of my first year at Oxford, I started to struggle with energy, enthusiasm and general well being. I was diagnosed with depression and, unhappy to have to take medication, began looking at other means of treating it. Around the same time, my dad had been struggling with his diabetes and my mum was looking to lose some weight (which, by the way, was totally crazy because she’s almost 50 years old and a size 12!) With this in the background, I began looking into food, diet and nutrition. 

I watched so many documentaries; it was fascinating and addictive! My recommendations include: ‘Forks over Knives’, ‘Hungry for Change’, ‘Food, inc’ and ‘Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead.’ Documentaries like these boldly address the impact of what we are eating and the effects it has on our body. I found it shocking how far away our diet has come from anything remotely natural – think confectionary, fast food, junk food, convenience food, long life products etc. Fundamentally, in the last 50 years, science and global companies have developed western food to a point completely removed from what our bodies have evolved to digest. During the same time, the incidence of obesity, heart disease and cancers in western society has sky rocketed – see where I’m going with this? 

There is an overwhelming correlation between not only processed food but also high concentrations of meat and animal products and increased circulatory disease, cancer, heart disease, obesity and diabetes. Since I became a vegan, I have seen and heard stories of people who have reversed: 1) plaque build up in their arteries 2) diabetes and 3) obesity by adopting clean eating habits – meals packed full of nutrients, vitamins and natural products. For more information about clean eating, I recommend the Deliciously Ella blog or http://www.cleaneatingmag.com

So, over night, I decided I would become a vegan and one who would steer well clear of refined and processed goods (white bread, white pasta, white sugar, oils, crisps, biscuits etc.) In essence, I wanted to adopt more natural eating habits for personal health reasons. However, in addition to the health benefits, documentaries, like ‘Vegucated’, address the ethics behind animal slaughter and the impact it has on our environment. The welfare of animals in meat production is truly shocking: chickens are now bred for a larger meat mass which their bones cannot support. Pigs are killed by being dumped in boiling water vats. Animal feed is supplemented with antibiotics and steroids which derive from chemicals that they were never meant to absorb and that we have ended up eating in their meat! I could go on. As is well known, there are also many environmental factors which push people to becoming vegetarian or vegan: meat production has become the biggest environmental polutant in the world. 

So there you have it, these are the reasons behind my diet and the creation of Plant Only Recipes. Every recipe (unless otherwise stated) I made up myself and use only plant ingredients. In addition, they are gluten free and free of refined/processed goods – but still delicious, I promise! The idea behind it was never totally to convert people from meat and animal products, but just to show healthy, delicious and easy alternatives to them. 

I believe we would be happier people in a happier world if we adopted more balanced eating habits – say, consuming meat and animal products in one daily meal as opposed to all 3 of them, plus snacks! This would not only lower pollution, lower the cost of your shopping and lower the number of animals slaughtered, but also lower your risk of developing the world’s most fatal illnesses.  

Saying all this, my conversion to a plant only lifestyle wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows! I had no idea what to eat and underate so much that climbing the stairs became a challenge. If I thought about the meals I used to eat and take out all the meat/animal/refined products, spaghetti bolognese would essentially become a tin of chopped tomatoes and a red onion. Not what you might call fab. 

Things started to improve when I thought about food differently and discovered new ingredients – chickpeas, beans, lentils, squashes, buckwheat etc – and the creation of plant only flapjacks, cookies, brownies and cakes (my first successful recipe you’ll find below) was/is my highpoint. You can seriously eat some delicious things without heaps of butter, sugar, eggs, milk and I will prove it to you! Plus, you don’t have to worry about getting fat because it’s natural foods that your body can actually utilise instead of “store for the winter” which, in our day and age, isn’t quite the famine it used to be. Oh and against popular belief, it’s also quick, cheap and super easy! ALSO, you don’t have to worry about bacterial contamination like salmonella.

How has it helped me and those close to me? Well I have cut my anti-depressant dosage to half and feel so much better! I have so much more energy and honestly feel like I can take on the world. People have commented that I look good too; my skin is glowing and my hair is shiny. I’ve also lost some weight and become much leaner. I am nearly always in the gym by 8am and no longer feel exhausted by 8pm. In short, my body is flourishing. My dad has reduced his diabetes medication too; he’s lost weight and is seeing fitness improvements. My mum looks and feels fantastic, not least because she’s now buying size 10 skinny jeans! 

Oh, and one final word on the biggest myth around: protein deficiency. Nuts, seeds, quinoa, oats, soya, broccoli and lentils are all listed in the top 20 high protein foods. They’re all far lower in calories than meat, egg and cheese and contain no saturated fats. What’s not to love?

 

So, without further delay, my first creation: Apple & Almond Flapjacks (6 bars) 

4 tbsp Apple Purée

1 tbsp Coconut Oil

1 tbsp Almond Butter 

4 tbsp Maple Syrup 

1 mug Oats 

2/3 mug Almonds

1/3 mug Chia Seeds 

Handful of Pumpkin Seeds 

Preheat the oven to 180 degrees Celsius. Firstly, there are a few options for the apple purée: 1) shop bought, 2) homemade: blend an apple, 3) grate an apple & cook gently with a splash of water. 

Whichever way you do it, add your apple purée to a saucepan with the coconut oil, almond butter and maple syrup. Heat gently and stir into a delicious mixture. Measure out the dry ingredients into a mixing bowl and pour over the liquid. Stir well so there are no dry patches. Pour this out into a lined baking dish, firmly pack the mixture down and bake for 10-15 minutes. I always like mine soft and sticky so go for closer to the 10 minute mark but by 15 it should be browning at the edges.

These are protein & fibre heavy which is great but, for me, their main purpose is to satisfy my mid afternoon sugar craving. If I’m feeling like I want to be healthier however, I may switch out the maple syrup for mashed banana.

Enjoy!  

To find more of Natalie’s amazing plant-only recipes, visit https://www.facebook.com/plantonlyrecipes?fref=ts 

Courgette and Halloumi Frittata

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Courgette and Halloumi Fritatta

 

This yummy frittata is the perfect way to use up the last half of that bock of halloumi you opened last night – that is, if there’s any left! Halloumi has become a staple in the bourgeois British diet – and in true, appropriating, bourgeois British style, let’s toss it together with vaguely appropriate foods from the same region to suit our menus. Voila: a halloumi frittata! 

 

Ingredients (for one)

Halloumi (as much as you want – personally, I can’t get enough!)

2 or 3 eggs (treat yourself)

Finger chillis (to taste)

1 courgette

1/2 of a red pepper

1 clove garlic

Milk (optional)

Tabasco or Sriracha sauce (very optional!)

Black pepper and salt

 

Start by mixing together the eggs together with the milk, salt and black pepper – and, if you’ve chosen the spicy route, the Tabasco/Sriracha sauce. Then grate a courgette and finely chop up your red pepper and fresh chillies. Chop up your halloumi into as many slices as you want (keep ‘em big, however). Turn on your grill, so that it has pre-heated by the time you need it. Put olive oil in the frying pan and add your garlic clove whole – cook it over the heat until the outside has begun to turn light brown. Remove the garlic and chop. Put the chills, red pepper and courgette into the pan and fry on a medium heat. Add salt and black pepper and wait until the water has started boiling away. Add the egg and stir briefly to mix the ingredients together. Wait until the bottom of the egg on the pan has begun to set. Put the halloumi on top and place the pan directly under the grill. Cook for 8-10 minutes – basically until the egg has risen and the halloumi has begun to crisp. Remove from the heat (using oven gloves because the handle will be roasting!) and flip onto a plate (by which I mean, place a plate on top and the carefully turn so that the frittata falls perfectly out of the pan, onto the plate). There you have it – courgette and halloumi omelettes!

The Frank is for Turning…sort of.

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After Tape Deck Heart, Turner’s 2013 album filled with romantic loss and melancholy, his latest effort, Positive Songs for Negative People, sees an artist picking up his guitar and moving on. The autobiographical edge which his lyrics have always echoed appears to embody this whole album’s purpose with the opening tune: a simple, stripped back affair, uttering, ‘At the banks of the Thames, I resolved to start again.’

Despite this attempt at a fresh start, it is perhaps more telling than ever that Frank Turner has become, unashamedly, a stadium rock artist. His fan base – old and new – offers an exceptionally varied audience to make an album for. ‘Get Better’ combines his consistent attempt at portraying angst with a cheerful intensity appearing to be paced throughout the album. His ‘Opening Act of Spring’ caters to the mandolin, folk-loving listeners whilst we can see a nod to his punk days with ‘Out of Breath’s’ crashing drums; but even these are accompanied by the occasional piano riff, refining and making ‘neat’ what once may have stayed more raw in past creations. 

Positive Songs can therefore not be criticised for its lack of ambition. But something is missing in comparison to his early solo productions.  In one album alone, his use of knitwear, tennis and weather as elongated analogies for his struggles in love and life, seems at best earnest and at worst rather immature and lazy lyricizing. With questionable scansion but an obvious anthem track, ‘Josephine’ provides a piece that will inevitably do well in Turner’s energetic and ever crowd-participating tours, but without too much substance. 

However this is not to say that Turner has  failed in his latest attempt to invigorate audiences. His storytelling capabilities are put to fantastic use in ‘Silent Key’, telling the story of Christa McAuliffe, who lost her life when the space shuttle Challenger exploded. Its compelling tale paired with a chilling set of key changes is really worth a listen. His ability to evoke emotion, especially prominent in the personal story of ‘Song for Josh’ (about a friend’s suicide) has palpable, unanswered questions and guilt in its midst – ‘There’s a hole in my heart and my head. Why didn’t you call?’

If there’s one thing I would say about this album, it is that the deluxe version is worth it. For an extra two quid you get ten of the tracks again, but this time acoustic. As Turner has often showed, especially to his live audiences, his skill for versatility means these songs take on a completely different nature if performed differently. And perhaps it’s just the sensibilities of someone who was never taken by his Million Dead hardcore days, but this CD is really where I could appreciate his lyrical sincerity and melodic sensitivity that has been key in other albums. 

Perhaps not what people thought it would be, Positive Songs is still very much worth the audience’s time- but I’d go deluxe.

 

Beating the dopers: do whatever it takes to win

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“He’s saved his title, he’s saved his reputation!” yelled Steve Cram, as Usain Bolt crossed the line just inches in front of Justin Gatlin.

“He may have even saved his sport.”

Bolt’s victories over convicted drug-cheat Gatlin in the 100m, 200m and 4x100m events at the recent World Athletics Championship at Beijing were warmly embraced as a reprieve for athletics. Rocked by scandal in recent weeks after evidence of widespread doping was shown to The Sunday Times and the German Broadcaster ARD/WDR, athletics was in desperate need of a pick-me-up.

Yet this reprieve will prove only to be temporary; while Bolt won the battle with Gatlin, the war between dopers and doping agencies rages on. A study by the University of Tubingen in Germany suggests that as many as a third of athletes competing at the World Athletics Championships in Daegu, South Korea in 2011 had violated doping rules in the previous 12 months. The IAAF contests the study’s findings but evidence of widespread doping extends further than this one study. A BBC Panorama documentary broadcast in June reveals evidence suggesting that Alberto Salazar, one of the world’s most respected endurance coaches, has in the past violated anti-doping regulations. The issue could not be clearer: doping is still widespread in athletics.

Indeed athletics is not the only sport with a doping problem. Other endurance sports, cycling in particular, have suffered similar allegations, with newspaper headlines across the world revelling in sport’s ‘next biggest scandal.’ Lance Armstrong’s confession in 2013 all but confirmed Tyler Hamilton’s claim that around 80 per cent of the peloton were doping during the 1990s.

We must do more to stamp doping out of sport. It is undermining our trust in athletes’ achievements, crushing the hopes of young, clean athletes, and poisoning our love for sport. Lord Coe remarked at the opening ceremony for the Olympic Games in London in 2012, “There is a truth to sport, a purity, a drama, an intensity, a spirit that makes it irresistible to take part in and irresistible to watch.” It is this truth, this purity that we must preserve if we are to preserve the almost uniquely positive, joyful impact that sport can have in bringing people together to celebrate the virtue of human beings stretching themselves to the limits of their ability.

But what can be done?

Drug testing has become more sophisticated, but so have the methods of those determined to cheat. So while drug-testing agencies around the world need to continue to be reviewed and update their testing policies, a new approach is required.

Firstly, there needs to be recognition from sports authorities such as the IAAF and UCI that doping is a serious and a persistent problem in their respective sports. These institutions must work more closely both with WADA, the supra-national anti-doping agency, and with national anti-doping agencies such as UKAD and USADA. A coordinated response to the issue, in contrast to the head in the sand approach of the IAAF in recent years, for example, is absolute necessary if we are to properly hold athletes guilty of doping to account. Sporting bodies are too often afraid of damaging the reputation of their sport but it is time to stand up to those who flagrantly violate the rules.

Further coordination between national doping agencies themselves could also prove successful. When advances in testing methods are made, national doping agencies could share these advances more quickly, thus helping to ensure the highest level of testing in all countries.

Greater multi-lateral coordination and agreement is central to ensuring that more of the cheats are caught. But a more fundamental problem is that the potential upside to doping considerably outweighs the downside for many athletes. More stringent punishments for those who dope are needed in order to rebalance this equation. A ‘once and done’ policy, where athletes would automatically be handed a lifetime ban if found guilty of serious doping offences would be a much more effective deterrent.

Some, naturally, would regard this policy as unfair: punishing athletes for just one bad decision. But what is more unfair is that clean athletes simply cannot compete with those who are doping and they are being robbed of medals at major championships as a result. We must send a ‘zero tolerance’ message to dopers; life-bans for serious doping offences would be a good way to start.

Progress will be slow and hard-going but sport is very much worth fighting for. Sport drives people to work hard, to aim high and to push their bodies to the limit of human exertion. There is a romance to sport and whether you are watching it or playing it, it provokes emotions quite unlike almost anything else.

Doping undermines the integrity of these emotions and stifles the romance of sport. We must do everything that we can to stop it.

We’re Bored in the Great Outdoors

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Welcome to the English countryside: there’s one bus per day and the average resident’s age is seventy-three. We’re bored in the Great Outdoors. We turn the heads of the over-70s in their bungalows as we run around with flowers and steal into the ‘Keep Out’, ‘Flammable’ and ‘Danger of death’ signs. But we have nothing better to do than make pretty pictures; evoking styles of bygone eras that the residents should hopefully remember the first time round.

Model: Chloe Allen

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Into the ring: boxing and social mobility in cinema

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Filmmaking has a habit of fetishising that most adaptable and metamorphic of sportsperson’s bodies: the boxer’s. The promise of Southpaw is that its star Jake Gyllenhaal – who was perhaps unfairly snubbed when he didn’t get an Academy nomination for his creepy, gaunt turn in Nightcrawler last year – will now inflate his muscles and muck up his bone structure with all the prosthetic tricks, personal training and protein powder conceivably available to him; and that, in doing so, his ripped musculature, offered up for the battering, will court the prestige that his malnourished musculature sadly didn’t quite manage. 

Whether or not Southpaw ultimately does him justice, the career move is understandable: an elastic body, as seen in everyone from Matthew McConaughey to Christian Bale, is usually a shortcut to critical acclaim. And no sport is as dependent on a fluctuating silhouette as a boxer’s. 

But what’s an actor to a boxer? Well, they’re not usually close company, at least not in the sense that the average Hollywood star’s lifestyle bears any resemblance to that of the usual upcoming semi-pro. Despite the legions of notable performers who have biographied the sport and its practitioners – from Robert De Niro to Will Smith to Sylvester Stallone – boxing, with the exception of figures like Muhammad Ali and Mike Tyson, does not generally produce glamorous men (it’s nearly always men, at least as far as Hollywood is concerned; so, kudos to Clint Eastwood). It produces, well, fighters. Onscreen, that translates into a mechanism for representing the kind of man who fights: the outsider. The underclassman. The lower-class man. 

The boxing ring is cinema’s favourite arena in which to play out issues of social class as operatically as possible. And that makes sense: a boxing ring – rope-fenced, typically more square than circular, an enclaved performative space that ultimately exists for the pleasure of the audience – isn’t a far cry from a theatre. Boxing is pure melodrama, and a lot of boxing movies are not dissimilar in terms of catalyst and trajectory to the great domestic or ‘kitchen sink’ theatre of the mid-20th century. Boxing champs are never usually privileged folk taking a dip into a fun hobby which turns professional, so the implication is that you don’t box unless, circumstantially, you need to. It’s an economically-motivated, upwardly-mobile thing. It chimes with the redemptive theme that runs through reportage of every new ‘inner-city initiative’ for troubled youth. Boxers may become kings torn down by hubris, but they don’t usually start out that way. From Terry Malloy to Jake LaMotta to Ali himself, the screen’s choice of tragic hero (because there are nearly always tragic overtones in a boxing film) is usually more Miller or Osborne than Shakespeare in style. 

Southpaw’s name gives away its intentions: the title references a boxing move – leading with the left, an underdog metaphor if ever there was one. Gyllenhaal’s Hope is not rooted in the same dusty dockyard heritage as Brando’s Malloy. But he’s an orphan, an outsider to any caste system. And a movie boxer doesn’t have to be ‘working class’ to be under-class: he just has to know what it is to exist in the tensions of a social world that aspires to a bit of upward social mobility.

Yes, it’s problematic – Miguel Gomez’s antagonistic contender, Escobar, has to play the unfortunate reiteration of a stereotype which consistently frames Latin Americans as violent offenders. It does, however, also return to what’s all too familiar to the audience well versed in boxing movies: violence in the ring spills out elsewhere, social mobility’s verticality is endemic and fatal, and the boxing gym is at once the means of moving upwards and the lubricant that allows even those who’ve never been there before to slide down into the gutter.  

The perennial On the Waterfront narrative only carries you so far into understanding the real-life psycho-geography of the ring: being inside it, and being on its outskirts. If you were to go to a real scrapyard dogfight tonight, there would be no rousing string section to egg your emotions into a particular corner of the ring, no Eminem furiously training you into picking your favourite. There would likely be no humdrum gutter-raised backstory, except one sold to you through hearsay and the occasional column inch. Rooting for the real boxer in the ring is a process, sometimes, of preconceived bias —maybe you know them, maybe you’ve read their directory stats —but it is also likely to be a bias of chance. You chose your allegiances on the rush of spectator’s adrenaline. Replay any of last week’s heats, see what happens: there’s no narrative-driven rationale motivating who you root for, not really. It is brutality of the most vicious and visceral (and most intoxicating) kind, where desire to see the most circumstantially-deserving win can often be eclipsed by something much darker: by the desire to see the weakest’s blood splatter the canvas. 

In the end, the discomfort of watching an actor’s face getting pummelled to smithereens on the silver screen isn’t washed away when the credits roll. It is enhanced by it. Actors transcend the ugliness of the ring: you might see them on the Graham Norton Show tomorrow, safely redressed in their usual press-friendly handsomeness. But the real boxers live the glory differently. They wear their injuries with victor’s pride, until they’re killed or defeated by them, or they get out. And as any boxer will tell you, “getting out” is never a truly psychologically-viable option.

A boxer, it seems, stakes the world on a punch, not because there is nothing to lose but because there is everything to lose. For the actor, it is invariably the role of a lifetime: to perform a violent body is to perform life itself, and to perform it well is to remind the audience of the physical and social demands that life makes, discriminately, on human beings. It’s the stuff awards and cultural prestige are made of. It’s why, right now, Gyllenhaal has every opportunity, but the young lad in the scatty gymnasium at the end of the road may only have a tenuous 50/50 at best. After all, what’s acting if not the ultimate chance to be a contender, to be a somebody?