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Students vote overwhelmingly to retain subfusc

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Students have voted overwhelmingly in favour of keeping subfusc, with 75.8 per cent opting to keep the dress code compulsory for examinations. A similar margin of students chose to keep mortarboards and gowns mandatory too, with 78 per cent voting in favour.

Marking the highest ever turnout in the student union’s history, 8,671 students voted out of a student population of 21,345 meaning 40.6 per cent of students voted.

A total of 6,403 people voted to keep subfusc, 2,040 voted against and 103 abstained. 6,242 voted to keep gowns and mortarboards, with 1,759 voting against and 128 abstaining.

In a tighter result, the question of whether to move OUSU Statutory Elections from Michaelmas to Hilary Term saw 2,445 votes in favour and 1,455 voting against. However, a large proportion of voters (3,986) abstained. The Returning Officer confirmed to Cherwell that the elections will now move to Hilary, as abstentions do not count as votes in OUSU referenda. 

The referendum, called by OUSU, ran from 8am on Wednesday to 6pm this evening and asked students whether or not subfusc should be required for University Examinations. In a separate question, students were asked whether gowns and mortarboards should be required for exams too.

Subfusc has been a longstanding tradition at Oxford University and is currently required to be worn at matriculation, University Examinations and graduation. It consists of a dark suit, skirt or trousers, a white shirt or blouse, black shoes and a bow tie or ribbon. A referendum on subfusc in Oxford was last held in 2006 in which 81 per cent of the4,382 voters chose to keep the full academic dress.

The debate surrounding the motion focussed on several issues including access, comfort, and gender. Campaigners arguing for the ‘No’ campaign had labelled it restrictive and elitist, focussing on the compulsory nature of the dress code. Members of the ‘Yes’ campaign on the other hand had argued it promoted a community spirit and ‘levelled the playing field’.

Harrison Edmonds, leader of the Save Subfusc campaign, hailed the significance of the referendum result. “The issue has been put to bed for the foreseeable future. I think the high turnout shows that this is an issue many Oxford students care heavily about. It has also vindicated my belief that subfusc is egalitarian and a great unifier.

“I think that there are valid concerns that have been raised over negotiating with the proctors and the rules of what constitutes subfusc, and I hope to help get OUSU more involved in rectifying those concerns.”

Writing on their Facebook campaign page, Subfusc OFF commented, “We at Subfusc OFF are of course very disappointed by tonight’s result. However, we want to say thank you to everyone who has contributed to the debate.

We still believe that the arguments for making subfusc optional hold and we hope that more people’s minds will change over the coming years. To all those that voted to make subfusc optional, thank you for your support. We also wish all those who are currently sitting their exams the very best of luck.”

Returning Officer Joe Smith commented, “I’m really pleased with the engagement in the referenda. This is the highest turnout for any English university student union on record, which is astounding!

“Congrats to the Campaign Leaders and OUSU for getting such a high turnout. I hope this engagement will be carried on and I’m pleased to say these elections were carried out fairly, democratically and properly, which is always nice to see in a Trinity term referendum!”

OUSU President Louis Trup told Cherwell, “It’s amazing that there has been such a high turnout in these referenda. It shows that students care about how Oxford works and will be vocal on the issues they care about. This means that OUSU needs to keep asking questions that interest people and then campaigning for the changes wanted.

“I hope students are taking a greater interest in OUSU and remember that it is here for whenever you want something in Oxford to change.”

Review: I Nominate

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★★★☆☆

Three stars

In Sophie Sparkes’s play, the unfortunate John is the first nominated victim. He iscoerced by the unrelenting gaze of his flatmate’s iPhone into a neck nomination. By the end of the play, it’s not just John who has fallen captive to this gaze. All the characters seem to be prey to the spectral yet somehow real presence of the online world. It chases them through sticky nightclubs and grimy flats. It changes how they see themselves, how they see each other and how they see the world. They have been nominated to participate in a world where reality and its representation have become one.

The search for authenticity glimmers in every drop of dirty pint, every note of the Pokémon theme tune and the notification banner when a new like has legitimised the new profile picture. Only in meaningless extremes and ridiculous self-indulgences do these characters believe they can come to some truth. Living in this hyper-reality of multiple, conflicting narratives is at the heart of I Nominate and its depiction of the millennial life experience.

We see our characters thrashing away to cheap techno as one of them repeats verbatim Buzzfeed articles and Facebook comments. Indeed, Jodie and John can’t seem to get off without Jodie thinking about the ‘15 celebrity couples who should break up’. Meanwhile John’s taunting flatmate, Caroline, seems to be present in John’s recounting of the story, constantly distorting and questioning the narrative. The whole thing is some sort of postmodern nightmare in which the structures of ‘68 not only continue to walk the streets but now grind it out to the sounds of ‘Call Me Maybe”.

All this is great but it’s been done before. Much of the play feels like a mid-to-late-90s film. It’s all very fragmented and yet terribly knowing. There’s throbbing dance music abound and monologues set to slow motion raving. Think Run Lola Run, The Matrix and all that. Indeed one scene (which I won’t give away) is so startlingly similar to a scene in Pulp Fiction that I wonder whether the replication was intentional or not.

In many ways it makes perfect sense if (as the play perhaps suggests) we are still trapped in the same postmodern malaise of the 90s. What is unsatisfactory is that these stylistic choices do

not really seem to lead anywhere. In the 45 min- ute run time, we are effectively told two stories. In the first story we see John and Caroline neck nominating each other and then John recounting multiple versions of how he met Jodie in a club. In the second story Jodie and John’s friend Chris stumble into the flat and a small crisis ensues.

Neither of the stories really come together with any form of resolution. The intriguing premise of showing our online obsessed generation should have been developed in order to say somethingabout it. Is there a ‘real’ world anymore? Does the extremity of a neck nomination have something authentic about it? All issues flirted with but ultimately not properly explored or commented on.

In spite of this, one cannot fault the cast. Their drive was incredibly professional, never flagging in energy or focus throughout. John is in some ways the heart of the play in his pathetic submis- siveness to everyone around him.

There is something incredibly natural and convincing about Will Spence’s forlorn resignation as he gazes out at us while Chris (Christian Amos) goes of the hinges. Chris is the impulsive egomaniac of the piece, one of those people who seems to believe he is as faultless as his profile picture. Christian Amos brings a real edge to these antics. Rebecca Watson plays Jodie, a character that is very difficult to pull off, being at once an archetype of a generation but also an individual character in her own right. Watson does it, however, with great panache, mixing an aloofness in the club with desperate naivety later on. Finally, the lynchpin of the proceedings, Caroline, is played with abundant confidence and control by Katie Piner, a real tour de force in naturalism from her.

In short this was an extremely strong ensemble with real commitment to their project. One just wishes, however, that it had been a project with a clearer sense of direction and coherency

Review: Killing Hitler

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★★★☆☆

Three stars

It’s the early 1930s. Adam von Trott zu Solz (Linus Ubl) has just been awarded one of the only two German Rhodes Scholarships. Whilst reading PPE at Balliol College, he watches the rise of the National Socialists from afar and decides to leave his beloved Oxford. After graduating, he travels back to Germany to embark on a mission that will eventually cost him his life.

By no means a supporter of the fascist regime, he joins the Department of Foreign Affairs to convince both the Allies and Nazis that peace is the only solution. 

It is in this responsibility that he returns to Oxford one last time in the early 1940s. In his quest to find support from the most influential British figures of the time, he finds himself in the office of Maurice Bowra (Jonnie Griffiths). But Bowra has lost all trust, and accuses him of collaborating with the regime and demanding he disappear at once. Disillusioned and desperate, Trott zu Solz returns to Germany. 

It is during these days that he makes the acquaintance of Claus Graf von Stauffenberg, the iconic general and war hero with great influence in Berlin. In what came to be known as the ‘July Plot’, they decide to assassinate Hitler. With determined gestures and strong convictions, Gene Zinngrebe presents a man whose only regret is that he “didn’t kill the monster any earlier”. But how far can your convictions carry you, if one wrong word could cost you your life? 

The July Plot eventually missed its target by no more than 13 minutes. 

This year’s German play spins this intriguing web of lies and friendship between a group of friends drawn together by a common enemy. Both the great costumes and the mix of historical sound recordings and short visual excerpts from the trials liven up this quite weighty production. With English subtitles for the few German passages, this play makes the experience authentic.

Especially emotional was the opening night in the presence of both playwright Bernard Adam and the daughter of the protagonist, Verena von Trott zu Solz, who had come to see the city her father had loved. 

Nevertheless, some of the characters remain quite shallow; perhaps the actors were juggling too many lines to focus on expressing the emotions that moved their characters. The British characters were, however, exceptionally great. Oxford don Maurice Bowra (Jonnie Griffiths), Foreign Secretary Anthony Eden (George Robarts) and George Bell (Sam Shepburn) are all portrayed with great wit and British charm. Their eloquence lightens up the sinister atmosphere in Nuffield’s Chapel.

If I had to criticise this production, I would say that it seemed too lengthy. It was almost as if they wanted to tell us so much more about these people, whom we never thought existed, about those individuals with such thorough convictions that they were willing to stand up for what they believed was the right thing, even if it eventually cost them their lives

Equal access: the work of ‘Target Schools’ in Oxford

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Egremont is a town in West Cumbria around 300 miles away from Oxford, made up of a population around 8,000. It is here in a remote location, that I submitted my application. I was from a school with little record of Oxford applications, which found itself in ‘special measures’. These factors made it very difficult for me to decide whether Oxford was for me. I had also heard of the stereotypes. But I managed to put these things to one side, focusing on the importance of a world-class education for my future. Staff at my school tried their very best to support me with my application, but a lack of experience and knowledge of the process left me in a one man boat, trying to sail my course to Oxford.

This story is not unique. I know of several hundreds of other sixth form students trying to make this journey today. I know of their stories because of Target Schools.

First, a quick statistics break-down: according to The Guardian, only 11.5 per cent of Oxford students come from ‘working class’ backgrounds, and in 2012 the BBC reported that teenagers from the richest 20 per cent of households were seven times more likely to go to university than those of the poorest 40 per cent.

Having had this experience and then hearing of Target Schools, I applied for a committee position as soon as I could. I hoped I could help support some people like me. Proudly, I can say that Target Schools achieves this on a weekly basis. So when I was asked to write an article about the organisation, I took the opportunity. I write to tell you wonderful Cherwell readers about who we are, what we do, and how you can get involved.
Target Schools is OUSU’s flagship Access & Outreach programme, designed to help such students by busting myths about the university and providing practical support for applications. We support those from backgrounds who are less likely to gain an Oxford education according to statistical analysis. This maximises the impact we can have on young people’s lives, ensuring that our time is best spent. It is all about where you are going, rather than where you are from.

Our bread and butter is the Shadowing Scheme. The scheme invites sixth formers from across the South of England to Oxford to shadow an undergraduate in tutorials and lectures for a morning. Then sixth formers receive workshop-based advice for their applications. Shadowing days are only possible because of the help our fantastic undergraduates provide, many of whom regularly give up their time. The days are integral due to providing a firsthand experience that showcases Oxford. This is a perfect thing to get involved in at Oxford, supporting access & outreach work whilst improving your CV.

Target Schools also run an annual Roadshow. Our tours are created with the purpose of reaching students in areas of the UK who would struggle to visit Oxford. It was sensationally complicated to get to here from Cumbria for instance. This year, we’re off to Medway and Cumbria, to talk to students about aspirations, and how the university can help students facilitate their dreams. We want to challenge the grassroots stigma that is sometimes attached to Oxford, which will hopefully result in higher numbers of applications to the university. We well know that the ability is there in so many of the students we will see. We need them at Oxford. If you live in Medway or Cumbria and want to lend a hand, get in touch!

If you are excited by what you have heard, there is the opportunity to get involved with the running of Target Schools. Currently we have a 21 student strong committee who run all operations. There will be interviews for these positions in Trinity and Michaelmas.

Should subfusc remain compulsory?

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Yes

Tom Barrie

To some, the crux of the subfusc referendum comes down to whether the passionate voices of the few should outweigh the more casually-held opinion of the many. Those in favour of subfusc currently outnumber those against it on the respective Facebook campaigns seven to one, yet the reasons offered by the ‘No’ campaign, ‘Subfusc OFF’, seem more profound than those offered by their ‘Yes’ equivalent, ‘Save Subfusc’. After all, who would keep an oppressive, uncomfortable and backward practice simply because it had been around for a long time?

I’m not going to bang on about tradition and history – these points have been made over and over again, and by people more eloquent than me. By now, I think we’re all pretty familiar with the arguments on either side of the debate. Instead, it’s more worthwhile to look at the validity of the arguments already presented, and then perhaps introduce one or two fresh points to think about.

Subfusc has been called elitist, but I’m not sure where this idea comes from. Keeping things in perspective, it’s a gown and a suit or dark clothing; the only elitist thing about it is that yes, you have to go to Oxford to wear it. If that’s an issue, then surely the logical conclusion of that argument is to abolish entrance standards? It’s a hallmark of the academic elite, fine, but isn’t that what we’re all here for? Many have claimed that subfusc puts people off applying to Oxford. Personally, I’ve never been presented with any evidence for that. Anecdotal evidence is well and good, but equal numbers have been vocal about the romance and history of the place driving their desire to come to Oxford; that argument cuts both ways. As a side note, when you leave and get a job in the real world, chances are you will have to wear a suit or similar smart clothing in similar high-pressure situations, and you’ll probably have no say in it. We should not, then, be bullied by media stereotypes that paint us as ‘snobs’ when we are not. Why pander to the tabloids who will simply find another reason to hate us the day after we abolish subfusc? Already the Daily Mail is reporting on ‘Oxford set to scrap academic dress’ with comments to the tune of “These kids can’t think of anything better to protest, after mummy and daddy buy them their way in.” There’s no logic to it.

It’s been claimed that subfusc is physically uncomfortable, which would have more merit if everyone didn’t just take it off as soon as they get into the exam room. The only rules are that you wear it in and out of Exam Schools (I bet you didn’t know that, freshers).

The No campaign has been conducted eloquently and passionately, but doesn’t account for practicalities. Those in the No campaign claim that if people still wanted to wear subfusc, they could – it wouldn’t be banned, merely optional. However, this argument doesn’t account for the fact that nobody will want to wear it if it becomes optional – after all, nobody wants to be the kid at school who came in wearing uniform on home clothes day. Similarly, when you’re sporting subfusc in that big white tent before Prelims, the last thing you want is for everyone around you to be staring and thinking “prick”. The idea of choice is a fallacy. All this decision would do is replace one form of judgement with another – rather than a perceived divide between Oxford and the outside world, there would be a split within the student body, as everyone becomes anxious about what values they’ve chosen to endorse through their clothing.

Subfusc is visually levelling. Psychologically it has different effects on people, but not only negative ones. There are those who value the stability and uniformity of it, allowing them to focus on the tasks they face.
Moreover, there’s so much to be improved regarding mental health in this university that one might question whether OUSU ought to be expending so much time and effort on this campaign (which, incidentally, mandates the University to do precisely nothing) when resources could be used to assuage issues elsewhere. This is by no means a “we face bigger problems so let’s ignore this one” argument. Rather, it’s a suggestion that we fix what is most broken first, and deal with the semantics of clothing second. Abolishing subfusc is too small a step to take in addressing so large an issue.

Let’s keep this in perspective, then – it honestly doesn’t matter that much. These are, after all, just the clothes you wear in your exams. Just keep in mind that once you get rid of a tradition, you can never bring it back. Oxford has been dragged, kicking and screaming, into the present day over the last 40 years. At times, reactions from the establishment to this modernisation have been embarrassing at best and prejudiced at worst. There’s still a huge amount to be done to ensure the inclusion of every student at this university, and to make everyone feel welcome and encouraged to apply.

Subfusc just doesn’t come into it.

No

Bethany Currie

I have a confession: I actually kind of like subfusc. The 30 seconds I save on choosing what to wear does feel like a real coup on exam morning as I trot off to Exam Schools, reassured and comforted by the fact that anyone who sees me in my old-fangled (but suave) get-up immediately swaddles me in kind thoughts of sympathy and solidarity.

But a lot of people really don’t like subfusc and for a multitude of different reasons: it smacks of archaic elitism, it can be really physically uncomfortable, gendered dress codes should be a thing of the past, it is weirdly restrictive (black socks only, please), completely random (no one else in the world ever chooses to rock an arbitrary black ribbon) and it functions as a stereotype primer that can negatively impact the marks of less privileged students and contribute to an exam atmosphere that allows men to consistently perform better than women in finals.

If you like wearing subfusc, then that’s cool, but personally liking subfusc is not a reason to vote ‘Yes’ in this referendum.

Voting ‘No’ allows other people to have the same level of comfort that you might feel in subfusc. Indeed, making everyone feel as comfortable as possible in exams should be our priority.

We all know that exams at Oxford can be truly horrid, and as students we should commit to making them as manageable as possible, and voting ‘No’ in this referendum is one easy way to cast off one small piece of horridness for a lot of people.

In fact, voting ‘No’ in this OUSU referendum is exactly how we communicate to the University that the status quo should change so everyone can be comfortable.

If the vote comes out as ‘Yes’, then we as a student body have endorsed the way things are at the moment, making any change in the near future pretty inconceivable. We shouldn’t be using our votes to force people to wear things they don’t want to wear, so we should vote ‘No’ rather than ‘Yes’ in this referendum.

Personal stylistic choice can’t really come into it for us anyway. If the referendum goes against subfusc, then that only binds OUSU to change its policy and campaign to make it non-compulsory, it has no binding impact on the decision-making bodies of the University.

The structure of Oxford’s committees can seem utterly impenetrable, but it does mean that the rule might not be changing overnight, and might not actually affect any of us currently here.

And while subfusc just seems pretty funny to us when we are here, content in our knowledge that we don’t wear it every day, we can’t ignore the media’s capitalisation on the association of Oxford with elitism. The Daily Mail branded Ed Miliband a “Tory boy” because of a picture of him wearing white tie at Oxford – but that picture of him wearing white tie was actually just him in his matriculation subfusc. We can’t pretend that the construction of such stereotypes is neutralised by our repeated chorus of “oh but it’s not really like that here”.

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This stereotype can be well tempered by access work when prospective applicants can come down to Oxford. Then we can counter the public perception by introducing real Oxford students, standard folks going about their day in sports kit or wavey garms. However, it is really hard to counter these stereotypes in access work in communities outside of Oxford.
A lot of schools with students who would be amazing at Oxford can’t make the trip here because of time or money, and the challenge posed to access work outside of Oxford is far higher. It is just one person’s word against an ingrained cultural stereotype, and a lot of the time students who I talk to don’t find it that convincing.

The Oxford into which subfusc was introduced was not an Oxford made for everyone, but that is exactly what we want Oxford to be in the future. We can big up academic excellence and passion as much as we want, but if Oxford is going to be accessible to everyone then we need to ease off on our cult of tradition. Yes, the cultivation of community identity can be wonderful, but not when we are excluding members of our community who are actively telling us that we are doing it wrong.

So if you care about choice and comfort in exams, access, or both, you should be voting ‘No’ to compulsory subfusc.

Lord Chris Smith on LGBTQ rights and politics

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For LGBTQ people interested in British politics, Lord Smith is something of an icon. Given the state of contemporary British politics, it’s often hard to find a role model, but for me, Chris Smith is worthy of the label.

One of the standout moments of his career was his decision, in 1984, to come out as gay. “I’d already decided that at some stage I ought to say something publicly about being gay, partly because I thought it was the right thing to do, and partly because I didn’t want to be hounded by the press, and the obvious way of removing that sort of danger was to remove the story by being completely open. So I decided I was going to do it, and the moment came in 1984 when I went to speak at a rally in Rugby, protesting about changes in employment policy towards LGBT people from the city council. I thought, here’s the moment, because what I’m trying to demonstrate is that it’s possible to do every bit as effective a job as an MP being openly gay as it would be being an employee of Rugby council. So I did. I stood up in front of a room of 1,000 people and I said ,“My name’s Chris Smith, I’m the Labour MP for Islington South and Finsbury, and I’m gay.”’

It is perhaps all too easy to perceive such an act through the lens of liberal Oxford, but such a groundbreaking accomplishment truly changed the face of British politics at a time when general public sentiment was firmly homophobic. Such attitudes only got worse in the 1980s. I asked Lord Smith about his response to the Thatcher government’s introduction of the homophobic Section 28 in 1987. “I was marching, making speeches, going to rallies and of course, speaking about it in the House of Commons. I’m pleased to say the Labour opposition opposed it officially, along with those of us who were on the back benches. It then took a Labour government to subsequently get rid of it.”

However, it has to be noted even by Labour party members such as myself, that the Conservative party of Section 28 is not the same party as the Conservative party of today. “I don’t want to be ungenerous – the Tory party has changed, enormously. Back in the 1980s, and early 1990s, the Conservatives were using lesbian and gay issues as a stick to beat the Labour party with. One of their famous posters was a photograph of the book Jenny lives with Eric and Martin which featured a child living with a gay couple, and beside it, “Labour’s Education Policy’. You don’t do that in a national election campaign unless you see this as ‘wedge issue’, as they call it in America, to try and motivate a particular portion of the electorate.” Such political discourse now seems alien to us millennials, and constantly throughout my interview with Lord Smith I was considering just how privileged I am, as a gay man now, interested in British politics now, when as recently as 25, 30 years ago, my very existence would have been the subject of national vilification.

On the topic of LGBTQ rights in general, Lord Smith commented that he thinks there is “still some progress to be made on transgender rights. I think most of the legislative change on LGB rights has been achieved. There’s still some bits of tidying up of old legislation that’s needed and there’s still quite a lot of administrative change that’s needed, but I think where the big issues are that there’s a huge job to be done in terms of overseas work, particularly in Commonwealth countries. Here in the UK, I think the big LGBT movement now has to be in relation to public attitudes, the way in which society views all of this rather than in specific legislative change”.

Another defining moment in Lord Smith’s career came towards the end of his time in Parliament, when he became the first MP in Britain to announce his status as HIV positive. “Announcing it was in many ways, more terrifying than coming out as gay,” says Lord Smith, “Largely because there’s still a lot of prejudice around, and because something relating to individual health is a very personal thing, it’s actually quite difficult to talk about in public.

“The thing that prompted me to do it was Nelson Mandela. When his son died of AIDs, he made this speech, saying one of the problems we have with HIV and AIDs is that we keep it a secret. We need to be much more open about it. And I just thought, perhaps I can do a bit of good, so I decided to talk about it. I had messages after that from huge numbers of people from around the country, saying this had given them hope, because one of the things I was saying was that it is perfectly possible to be HIV positive and lead a very full, very worthwhile, very active life as a contributing citizen. You don’t need to see this as the end of the world.”
Lord Smith then disclosed that shortly after announcing his HIV positive status, he received a message from Nelson Mandela asking him to telephone him, where Mandela then personally thanked Smith for being honest.

I asked Lord Smith, what his proudest achievement was during his impressive career, and he replied, “Undoubtedly, it would be the introduction of free admission to all the national museums and galleries when I was Culture Secretary. It has been incredibly popular, and you only have to go to the Natural History Museum on a Bank Holiday Monday to see parents and kids queuing up around the block to go in to enjoy what’s inside. The benefit that comes from all of that, is enormous.”
As our interview drew to a close, I reflected on my respect for a man who has been truly groundbreaking in smashing the ‘gay glass ceiling’ and helping to change the attitudes of this country. Progress that I now take for granted every day.

Giving the thoughts of a Don: bad faith

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Here’s a depressing thought that sometimes occurs to me: someone I teach may, one day, end up in a position of elected power. It’s not an unreasonable fear. The Houses of Parliament are stacked with former Oxford PPE students, shiny-faced and slick of hair, trumpeted by the University as proof of our continuing excellence. Many of our students seem halfway there already, constitutionally incapable of taking any stand on a position that matters. How long before one of them makes the journey from my tutorials to elected office?

The thought should be alluring. It offers philosophy, that most insecure of disciplines, the promise of political relevance. (‘Oxford Philosophy: shaping tomorrow’s leaders today.’) Plato tells us that politics needs philosophy, for “until philosophers rule as kings or those who are now called kings and leading men genuinely and adequately philosophise, that is, until political power and philosophy entirely coincide… cities will have no rest from evils”. The thought is that philosophy teaches wisdom, or at least the love of it, and the philosopher – wise and careful as she is – governs with an enhanced understanding of that which matters.

What a consoling thought! Perhaps the Russian philosopher Jan Sten thought as much when Stalin appointed him as his tutor. But three years of tutorials on Kant, Hegel, Fichte and Schelling seems not to have improved Stalin’s governance, even if one can’t help but sympathise with his frustrated query, familiar to any first-year philosophy student, “Who uses all this rubbish in practice?” Nor was the appointment a good one for Sten. Stalin derided him as a desperate sluggard, and he was eventually pronounced a lickspittle of Trotsky and shot.

This wouldn’t matter if philosophy were simply neutral. I once argued for the election of a philosopher rather than an economist to a Research Fellowship on the grounds that the philosopher at least would do no harm. (I was ignored.) But things may be worse. Prime amongst the ‘transferable skills’ so lauded by philosophy’s proselytisers are those of drawing careful distinctions, of paying attention to small but subtle differences between cases.

The development of these skills is thought to be central to a philosophical education. (‘Oxford Philosophy: training tomorrow’s thinkers today.’) And when used effectively, they allow a clarity of thought shocking in its brilliance and precision.

But they sometimes lapse into institutionally sanctioned pedantry. And when they do, they have analogues in a particular kind of self-deception, that involved in rationalising our bad behaviour. It is easy for a philosopher, trained in the making of distinctions, to distinguish lying from reticence, as Kant did, when writing to a suicidal correspondent. Lying is contrary to the moral law, he claimed; reticence on the other hand…

Here is one use for philosophical thinking: to draw distinctions that make one’s immoral conduct seem permissible, even praiseworthy. It is the kind of thinking which justifies claiming light bulbs on expenses or pressuring one’s spouse into taking one’s speeding points.

It is as if philosophy provides the tools which enable us to do all that we do whilst looking in the mirror and saying: yes, you’ve done good.

Let’s all play Cuppers Croquet

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Even by the standards set by the Oxford sport scene, croquet is a silly sport. This summer sees the return of teams of eager students attempt to hit balls through hoops (not the basketball kind) by swinging a mallet (not the camping kind), all accompanied by the gaze of bemused tourists and the smell of badly mixed Pimm’s.

Still, the popularity of croquet continues to remain astronomically high, with over 400 teams and 1,600 contestants entering the com­petition in 2015. As such, the competition once again retains the crown of the most popular sporting event of the whole year. Croquet Cup­pers even claims to be the biggest collegiate sporting event in the world, attracting novice and seasoned talent alike.

With such a wide range of skills and abilities over such a vast number of teams, it is difficult to identify any runaway leaders this early in the season.

Captain Christopher Miller of Magdalen firsts enters the competition as the top seed, continuing a strong tradition of Magdalen croquet which builds on last year’s captain Peter Batley’s cup-winning team and sees them field 26 separate teams this year, though even this pales in comparison to last year’s 44 from Worcester.

Balliol also field a group of strong teams, built more off the back of their ‘great lawns and equipment rather than any actual merit,’ as one (clearly jealous) anonymous college captain says. Though there are seven rounds to go, what is clear from the opening stages is that the use of a handicap system (in league and Cuppers) allows newcomers to develop and gain confi­dence rapidly, with many teams of freshers now happily threatening more experienced groups.

The large number of freshers starting can be attributed to the sustained and effective efforts by the Oxford University Croquet Club to prevent people from being turned off by its apparent ridiculousness. The club encour­ages newcomers of every ability to start this engaging, skilful and sociable sport. With the lowest membership fee of any sport (£11 for the term, £23 for the entire summer with usage of full-size lawns and championship-grade equip­ment) and well-attended beginners demonstra­tion sessions, it’s no surprise so many people play croquet when they first get to Oxford.

“Weirdly,” explains OUCC President Mark van Loon, “what keeps people playing after that ini­tial first few games is how tactically aggressive it is – I like to think of it as a more sociable and relaxing type of chess.”

Though there is obviously a large step up between newcomers and the University team, Mark is keen to stress that the process from novice to University standard is something which can happen fairly quickly.

He tells me, “Cuppers is great for getting people involved and teaching technique, but a lot of people gain more experience by joining the university team at any level and learning how to plan their attack.” With good university players often able to limit their opponents to only one or two shots a game due to the lack of mistakes, “taking chances and staying cool under pressure is key.”

The University team seem to take this advice particularly on board, topping the local league consecutively (and earning entrance to the na­tionals) as well as winning the last ten varsity games on the bounce. With many university team members going on to represent the UK at the world championships, this type of domi­nance makes sense.

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However, looking forward to this year’s match against Cambridge at the Hurlingham Club, London, van Loon is far from complacent. “We’ve lost some fantastic players this year, including previous president Harry Fisher, but we’ve been training hard and have some great talent,” including emerging star Martin Lester and a host of enthusiastic new members.

For OUCC, the future is very bright. For a sport which is barely played anywhere else in the country, the team has made a fantastic effort to include people from all colleges, years and backgrounds and are reaping the dividends, drawing upon a range of players and building a consistently competitive and strong team.

Eight places to play croquet in Oxford

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It’s summer time, and the living is easy, espe­cially when most of the Oxford summer is spent on the croquet lawns. Though the sport itself is relaxed, the rivalry between colleges for the greatest, most manicured, most pristine cro­quet lawns is fierce. To resolve, once and for all, the most heated source of competition between colleges, I present to you the top eight places to play croquet in Oxford.

Straight in at number one are the Trinity Lawns, which, and there’s no two ways round this, are spectacular. If you are able to break in through the vaunted blue gates from Broad Street in order to bask on the lawns for an afternoon of croquet and Pimm’s, then count yourself lucky. If you haven’t, then make sure it’s at the top of your Oxford bucket list as it is truly the place to play.

A close second is Oriel Third Quad. Perhaps the most enclosed croquet quad in Oxford, its ur­ban atmosphere undoubtedly adds to the pace of the game. Midday crowds are normally in the double figures so there’s no room for error. A tree and manhole cover ensure only the best can win.

Next up is Queen’s Front Quad. Tucked away behind the huge queues at the Queen’s Lane bus stop, is – surprise, surprise – Queen’s, one of Ox­ford’s stealth High Street croquet havens. If you are lucky enough to be at Queen’s, or if you have friends that are, then you will certainly know that once you disappear into their Front Quad, the surroundings are stunning. On a sunny afternoon, when the sun hits the Quad’s huge arches, which are so sexy that they would give the Romans college envy, there is nothing better to do than knock some plastic balls through some metal hoops.

For a more bucolic take on croqueting, Mer­ton has you covered. Nestled between the green and pleasant lands of Merton Field and the not-so-satanic cobbles of Merton Street, one finds the battlefield that is Merton’s croquet lawn, sited on the appropriately named Mob Quad. Here, the perfectly manicured lawn masks the emotional scars and wounds suffered in the fierce revision-break matches over the centuries. Luckily for Mertonians, their library is a mere five metres from this modern day Colosseum, which makes tactical and theoretical croquet-based mid-match research most convenient. This training ground has seen the likes of James Flannery – Croquet Cuppers King himself – refine their talents on its grassy verges. Those pitted against any Merton team in the next stage of Cuppers… be prepared.

It should come as no surprise that St John’s makes the cut, given they have so much money they have no idea what do with it. Luckily for you, the croquet-mad public, word has it that they have invested a serious amount of £££ in creat­ing a state-of-the-art croquet facility within the walls of college. Also, I have it on good authority that they’ve installed under-soil heating to en­sure that Johnians have the Cuppers advantage of year-round croquet. Watch out world: they mean business.

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From one kind of excess to another, in at six is Christ Church. We get it, Christ Church, your college is pretty cool, and your meadow isn’t half bad either. Their croquet lawn is, as you might expect, pretty fantastic too. So if you get drawn against a Christ Church four in the final rounds of Cuppers, you ought make the most of it by, at the very least, recreating the notorious Bulling­don Club photo – let’s be honest, you needed a new cover photo anyway.

For the more danger-inclined, our penultimate croquet lawn of choice is the Gladstone Link. I may have lied about the low-stakes croquet be­fore: nothing screams high stakes like avoiding an army of angry finalists and librarians as you set up a unique hybrid of crazy golf and croquet in order to harness the true purpose of the Glad­stone Link’s moving bookshelves. Mr Gladstone himself would certainly have approved.

And rounding off the list is Worcester. Because Emma Watson played croquet there. Probably.

Shake it off: Magdalen win Dancesport Cuppers

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On Saturday morning, students from across the Oxford colleges, armed with sequins and sass, filled out the floor at Iffley Road gym to compete in this year’s Dance Cuppers, coordinated by the Oxford University Dancesport Club (OUDC).

The competition got off to an energetic start with couples taking to the floor in their eye-catching sparkling dresses and tight shirts. Couples from each college, comprising of at least one inexperienced dancer, competed in fast-moving heats. The competition began with an elegant waltz, but there was a quick change of pace and music as the Cha Cha Cha competitors delighted the numerous friends and family who came to show their support.

After heats in both the Quickstep and Jive, tensions grew as the high-profile judges made their decisions asto who would go through to the next round of heats. Competitors were given some time to cool off as demonstrations were given by both the Komrades, the OUDC’s Rueda dance team, and the OUDC’s rock and roll team, who performed some high energy and captivating routines.

As the couples were whittled down the competitors became more and more enthused to make it to the critical final. The kicks got higher. The turns got faster. The stakes had been raised. The pressure was on as the finalists were announced. The spotlight was on the remaining six couples who battled it out for the title of each of the four dance styles.

The competition was fierce as experienced, inexperienced, male-female partnerships and female-female partnerships each put their own twist on these classic dance styles. However, competitors and spectators had to wait a bit longer to find out who the winners were as the OUDC’s more experienced dancers gave the audience a treat in performing some varsity standard routines.

Finally, the winners were announced and the all-important presentations were made. Magdalen had a brilliant day, winning both best A team and best overall team with a total of 109.5 points. Keble – last year’s runners up – came second with 73 points and Jesus came a close third with 72 points. Andrew Everall and Seana Moon White represented the fantastic turnout of inexperienced dancers winning the best inexperienced couple. Individual congratulations must also go to Dan Bright and Ellie Shearer who won the open Rock and Roll, and to Konstantin Goncharov and Eliza Casapopol who won the open Salsa.

It is fair to say all who participated and watched the competition left with a smile on their face and a skip in their step.