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Loading the Canon: Darkness at Noon

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Arthur Koestler’s Darkness at Noon is the definitive novel of the so called ‘Midnight of the century’, under the cover of which Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union divided Europe between themselves. Few writers can resist comparing this story of an ill-favoured Soviet comrade’s nightmarish experiences in prison to that other, more GCSE-friendly, anti-totalitarian tract, 1984 (nor, it appears, can I!). Yet the comparison is unfortunately rarely made the other way around. While ownership of Orwell’s novel has become the badge of honour for any 14 year old with radical pretensions, Koestler’s masterpiece is less well known. This is a shame, though a perfectly explicable one. It is easy to sympathise with Winston Smith, Orwell’s hero, because he is an everyman, whose lack of faults is simply part of his lack of a personality. Koestler presents the reader with something more discomforting – a protagonist who has fallen foul of the barbarous regime which he has spent 40 years administering.

The protagonist, Rubashov, garners the reader’s sympathy through being a free thinker in an environment toxic to free thought, increasingly disillusioned with his party’s doctrine, “Truth is what is useful to humanity, falsehood what is harmful”, and even more so with their idea of what is useful. Rubashov’s interrogators, like Dostoevsky’s inquisitor, feel that they do not only have to break their victim, but convince him of the wrongness of his heretical opinions. In other words, and in a brilliantly paradoxical fashion, this pair of fervent atheists are intent on saving Rubashov’s soul. This is the most obvious manifestation of Koestler’s comparison of the Party with history’s nastiest incarnations of the clergy – especially the Spanish Inquisition. It is a shrewd move by Koestler, the project of whose novel is to ask why, in the show trials of the 30s, the Soviets were so intent on proving the loyalty of the accused before killing them.

This may not be a novel for 5th week; but it is an excruciatingly believable portrait of a man caught in a battle of ideas he knows will end violently for him. Yet more harrowing is the realisation of how autobiographical the book is. To realise this, we need not know anything about Koestler’s life – that Darkness at Noon is true experience reimagined is made clear through the meticulous writing and lack of melodrama of its author’s portrayal of Rubashov’s trials, both legal and physical.

“Who are you?” Grayson Perry wants to find out

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The National Portrait Gallery is an odd place to decide to visit. There are probably more (and better) portraits on display next door, in the National Gallery. The difference, of course, is that the portraits here are of famous people, which raises the question of what exactly people go to see – the portraits, or the people in them? Regardless, anyone visiting it over the last three months, and until March 15th, would also see Grayson Perry’s new installation, Who are You?, integrated into the first floor collections, which covers Nineteenth and Twentieth Century figures.

Consisting of 14 works in various media, the exhibition presents portraits of people grappling with their identity. Perry’s question ‘Who are You?’ is, as the leaflet, promotional material, and three-part television programme explained, intended to uncover these internal conflicts of identity, and the identification of people with distinct cultural groups. The exhibition begins with two general works, a self-portrait in which Perry portrays himself as a fortified city, with different buildings (and empty spaces) representing elements of his personality, and a huge, garish tapestry, entitled ‘Comfort Blanket’, in the rough design of a banknote and crammed with irreverent references to British culture. Moaning, the NHS, feet and inches, and the Mini all feature prominently, as does “bitter irony”. This juxtaposition of satire and an absurd, comic brashness continues through the individual portraits which follow.

Perry is justly famous as a potter: the vases on display are remarkable, skilfully presenting their subjects in a medium rarely used for portraits. The designs range from the barbed – a reassembled vase covered in pictures of Chris Huhne representing the unbreakable white middle-class ‘Default Man’, the cracks painted over with gold – to the poignant, such as a demon, representing Alzheimer’s disease, slicing up past memories with scissors. I’m not entirely convinced that the almost lurid vividness with which Perry decorates his pots transferred as well to the other materials (silk, tapestry, print), but each was striking in its presentation of the jagged elements of modern identity.

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The placing of the artworks is pointed, too. The ‘Chris Huhne Vase’ sits in the centre of the gallery of Victorian statesmen, under the gazes of Gladstone and Disraeli; the little bronze statue, one of the finest of the fourteen pieces, ‘I am a Man’, of a young transgender boy, placed between portraits of Kitchener and BadenPowell, as well as Frederick Burnaby, reputedly “the strongest man in the British Army”. This can, I believe, misfire a little, such as in the case of the ‘Modern Family’ vase, which depicts a white gay couple with their adopted mixed-race son. This work becomes the focus of attention for many visitors to the 1900-69 gallery, while in the very same gallery, the only portrait of a gay couple (couples being unusual enough in the Gallery) on permanent display, that of Britten and Pears, is almost totally ignored. In creating a dialogue between his new piece and those which are already there, Perry succeeds in altering the character of the existing displays, but perhaps not every portrait is in need of subverting.

The placements take the viewer away from the psychological, identity-based, aim of Perry’s question: it can also be asked in its usual, literal sense, and flipped from his displays to the position in which they are displayed. The question ‘Who are you?’ springs to mind when you look at the portraits in Perry’s exhibition, for, unlike the rest of the Gallery, they are (mostly) of not-famous people, yet the question also pops up when looking at some of the permanent exhibits. Who is this man with extremely impressive mutton-chop whiskers? George Whyte-Melville, according to the card. Behind ‘Who are you?’, though, lies a second question, less easily answered by a helpful label – ‘Why are you here?’

Perry’s additions are each carefully explained and rationalised – if there is a problem with them as works of art, it stems from this fact, for each of the objects on display already has a ‘correct’ interpretation, and so can, perhaps, be seen, like the William Scrots portrait of Edward VI on the floor above, from the prepared angle only.

At the same time, paradoxically, this potential flaw in the art works exposes the flaw in the gallery around it: why are these portraits not justified as well? The question is relevant because the portraits are not presented as works of art, but as representations of their subject; they are hung there, for the most part, because of who is in the painting, not who painted it, or how well it is painted. Perry’s exhibition challenges this vision of the Gallery. In presenting us with an unconventional set of portraits, this exhibition asks us to take an unconventional look at the ‘normal’ portraits that make up the rest of the room.

Perry, then, succeeds in his aim of presenting a portrait of modern Britain, but also provokes a response beyond that brief. Either intentionally or not, he makes the viewer look beyond the exhibit, and at the gallery in which it is located. Hopefully this will make people question not just who they are seeing in the portraits, but why they are being presented with the portraits with which they are being presented and, in the process, consider what it is that they go to the National Portrait Gallery to see.

Interview: Vivienne Westwood

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There are few figures to emerge in the last 50 years who have had as definitive an impact on culture as Dame Vivienne Westwood. Her work is concrete proof of the undeniable and perpetual power of counterculture in society. Not only did her work create punk fashion, but it also helped to propagate the punk movement as a whole.

From her shop on the King’s Road, she and her former partner Malcolm McClaren spearheaded the movement for social change. “Punk was about how we don’t accept everything that’s going on in the world, we don’t accept your values and your taboos. Punk was really about trying to change the world, and to get young people involved.”

Most people approaching their 74th birthday in April would take a more relaxed approach to life. However, activism is in Westwood’s blood. It is a bone in her body which is integral to her functionality, grown in the womb and springing into action when she was a child. Like the characters of a medieval morality play, Westwood is Activism personified. Far from being initiated solely by the events around her in the 1970s, her desire to change the world for the better came about at the age of four, in a revelatory moment that evidenced the power of art on the individual.

“My activism, my idea of trying to prevent suffering, making a better world, it began when I was very young. I always feel a bit embarrassed about telling this, but I saw a photograph of a painting of a crucifixion on a calendar when I was four. I couldn’t believe it. I’d never seen anything like it before. It shocked me so much and since then it kind of defined who I was.

“I really thought something should be done against everything terrible. So I’ve always been trying to find what I can do. I was always on a crusade to make the world better. I don’t want to say fashion can change the world at all – but sometimes I thought maybe it could have an effect.”

In her fashion career, Westwood has styled an endless list of names of the great and the good, from the flawlessly shocking Sex Pistols to the Duchess of Cornwall.

Yet, it is a career that almost never was. After punk, she faced a crisis of faith in the fashion industry and its buyers. “Certainly, the punk way of dressing signifies ‘I’m a rebel’. That’s what we were trying to do. Then at the end of punk, when I stopped being so interested in it, I realised these young kids were not that interested in it, but just wanted a good time.”

Although advocating change, there was a difference in interests between designer and consumer. “The Sex Pistols had failed and I wanted to know what my perspective was from then on. And so at that point I had to decide whether I wanted to continue in fashion. And I said to Malcolm McClaren, ‘Either I help you in the music business, or you help me in the field of fashion, as we can’t do both. The Sex Pistols had collapsed in disaster. His reply was, ‘Fashion every time’. But as soon as he’d said that, he was off doing Bow Wow Wow. So I continued anyway. And there were reasons why I continued, mostly because I realised I was very talented and I thought I should continue for that reason. I was being copied all over the place. So I went into something completely different – I decided I was going to be a fashion designer and to research history and see where I’m going to get some different inspiration from.”

The powerful sentiment of Westwood’s activism has remained with her constantly, since her St Augustine-like conversion experience as a child.

However, her later influences underwent dramatic changes – they did not take the form of a stylised picture of Christ. Rather, Westwood emphasises the infinite importance of culture. To be able to understand ourselves, we must first understand the world in which we live. “At the time of the Buffalo collection, I had already met the man who influenced me more than anyone in my life, and that was my friend Gary. He was the one who properly introduced me to the importance of culture, the importance of the past, of having a perspective on the world we live in and understanding things.

“And I still say this today, that you can’t have a view on the world, things don’t start from you – you’re just inheriting a whole tradition of different views of the world that changes all the time. But you need to know something about that to have your own view. Culture is terribly important, and Gary influenced me incredibly. I would not be the person I am without his advice.

“A little bit later, I met my Italian manager, Carlo. He realised I was on a little bit of a crusade about fashion. I’d just done the Buffalo/Nostalgia of Mud collection [in 1982], and he was really into second hand cars.

“He said to me ‘You think you can fight the system. Imagine the system is a car going 100 miles an hour and you think you can stop it. And you think you can throw some rocks at it. You won’t stop it, it’ll just go faster with your energy. What you need to do is to go 200 miles an hour.’ So I stopped hanging on the idea of banging on the door of the establishment, well kicking on the door, and I just started to propose my own ideas.”

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Westwood’s current ideas and activism are heavily focused upon environmental politics. Despite being a supporter of the Labour Party for many years, her own views have undergone a shift in light of the ever-increasing threat to the world we live, caused through our own mismanagement.

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“We live under a capitalist system, and the way to destroy that flawed system is to implement Green policy. To be against austerity and smashing up communities, selling their land to speculators for short term benefits. And so I think that you must not kick the door down, but instead you have to get the answer, the solution, working. We will defeat the capitalist system by trying to implement the things that will change everything anyway.”

As always, Westwood is not one simply to be content letting change come to her through the work of others. Alongside participating in numerous protests to increase awareness of environmental perils such as fracking, she is working with the Green Party to improve their presence in society, in the media and to highlight the need for young people to vote. Her political legwork is highly impressive. “I said ‘You’ve got to make your message much better, suggesting ‘We are the Revolution?’

They enthusiastically replied, ‘That’s great!’
“I am really interested in this, particularly in young people who don’t vote. Because if you could get young people who don’t vote at the moment to vote for the Green Party, which is the only party worth voting for, it would make an incredible impact. Because the UK is so important in the world, it’s got so much credibility on the international stage.
“If something happened, it would send shock waves throughout the world. And so it’s not even a question of getting more Green MPs. If you could have a 20 per cent vote at the next election, or 25 per cent, that would be so shocking that things would have to change.”
What is perhaps more surprising to those familiar with her anti-establishment associations is her recently discovered admiration of Prince Charles. In the past, she has fashioned varying garments emblazoned with Jamie Reid’s now infamous defaced image of the Queen. Now, the Duchess of Cornwall is one of her clients. Perhaps the change of heart is a reflection of the progress made by the monarchy since the 1970s?

“No, no, no, I don’t think so. I don’t know why they are more popular than they used to be – that’s not to do with me! Or my attitudes towards them. Yes, at one time I was anti-royalist. But I think when you start thinking things out, the idea of a parliament, they are all the same. It’s not like we’ve got any democracy; removing the monarchy wouldn’t make our system any more democratic. I think Prince Charles has done more good than any politician ever has, at least in my lifetime for sure.

“He’s just really brilliant. The Queen keeps aloof. David Cameron said she was terribly relieved when Scotland voted against independence. So we don’t really know what she thinks.

“But apart from that, I think the idea of a monarchy as social cement is really good. It helps people nationwide, patriotically. It gives them an identity, a sense of unity.”

It could be said that Westwood’s topics of interest have changed since she first burst onto the London cultural circuit. But then, so has the world in which she lives. Her work as an activist for both individuals and groups is hugely commendable.

She uses her powerful voice to advocate change with a view to improving the world in which we live. To summarise her work in a simple sentence does not do either her or her causes justice. But her passionate commitment to these causes is an inspiration to us all.

Moving beyond the ‘Living Wage’

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The news that the University is to become an accredited Living Wage employer has been controversial to absolutely no one. Not even Oxford University Conservative Association have taken a break from port-sipping to mutter about financial irresponsibility. Presumably this is because for the country’s richest university, paying our staff £7.85 an hour is easy.

You’d have to be a particularly hard-hearted individual to support poverty wages. Not even a university administration that has supported effective pay cuts every year since 2008 will keep them below the breadline much longer. But the treatment of support staff in the University is still appalling. Cherwell’s own investigation told of hall staff reduced to tears and scouts treated with no respect, before we even delve into the details of their access to sick pay, paid holidays, ease of joining a trade union, and other working conditions of our University’s most exploited members.

While the Living Wage undoubtedly improves pay for some staff, the fundamental problem is not the lack of accreditation, or even simply ‘pay inequality’ in a vague sense. It is that the wealth and prestige of Oxford, including Hamilton’s grossly-inflated £424,000 a year salary, would be impossible without the exploitation of scouts, many of whom are migrants. It’s the whole method of intellectual production our University uses. Some people call it marketisation of education: I’d prefer if we just called it business.

There are a few new directions our Living Wage Campaign could explore. I think ‘celebrating’ the news that the University isn’t going to be paying poverty wages in Wellington Square with a Pro Vice-Chancellor was doing the PR work of the administration for them. The focus should be on moving forward, unionising scouts, and running campaigns against those who are exploiting them rather than celebrating on their behalf.

Outsourced cleaners at the University of London ran a series of three-day strikes for equal sick pay, holidays and pensions with in-house workers. It’s that kind of worker-led, militant action that gets workers the respect and power in universities that they deserve. Students asking nicely on the scouts’ behalf will only get you so far: we’ve now reached that point.

Debate: should Oxford have a Fifth Week reading week?

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Yes

Rowan Davis

Oxford University is really fucking difficult. Essay deadlines, relationships, clubs, the slow realisation that being top of the year in year seven isn’t the only qualification required for academia – it’s really hard. And wouldn’t it be fantastic if it could be just that tiny little bit easier, slow the pace enough to get you over the 5th Week blues and remind you why you decided to study what you do. Extending the terms by one small week would make it that little bit easier.

It’s important to make it clear that reading weeks wouldn’t just make people feel a bit more comfortable (although that’s great too!), they’d make this university safer, they’d make a place built for able-bodied, neurotypical white men more accessible to all of the wonderful people that don’t fit the classical ‘scholar’ narrative.

It’s about saying to student parents that it’s okay to spend time with their kids over the half term; it’s about saying to trans folks that it’s okay to take a week and sort out all the bullshit paperwork; it’s about letting people know that whilst your degree is super important, so is your mental health.

What’s more, the absolute mess that my housemate and I always end up in by 6th Week in no way makes my essays any better.

On the subject of essays, one area that this slight slowing of the pace would help is joint honours school degrees (such as HisPol or Human Sciences). The horror stories you hear where they write three essays one week and none the next could be helped by a“reading week, which would allow students to research topics in advance and de-stress.

Worries expressed on social media that a reading week would add to costs are important, and definitely need to be taken into account. This demonstrates that good disability activism depends upon an interse tional approach to issues of student welfare and class. We should also be fighting for rent caps, Free Education, a reduction in living costs, and the extra costs for students that are forced to suspend status because of the impact of this University on their mental health.

More broadly, why is it seen as classist to say that I shouldn’t be feeling shitty all the time in a University that can definitely afford to help out? For one, our Vice Chancellor’s salary would pay for 64 years of Wadham College accommodation at the average day rate.

What’s more, the notion that the extreme levels of stress which the University places on us is good in helping mould us into perfect corporate machines should be resisted: learning has value in and of itself and we deserve the opportunity to explore our subjects further. Imagine if you had an extra week to actually read around your subject or to go over that particularly hard bit of work you’d forgotten from the start of term.

Imagine how many people wouldn’t have had to drop out for a year if they’d had the opportunity to breathe just a little bit more. Sleep is so vital to mental health and Oxford is just not designed for it. We have one of the shortest terms of any university but pack in just as much work; surely slowing down just a little isn’t all that counterintuitive.

As I’ve said before, reading weeks are not a golden bullet. They wouldn’t stop people having mental health issues and they wouldn’t reduce the amount of paperwork I have to do. But what they would do is help to foster a space in which we can have these problems and get through the term just that bit easier.

No

Sian Meaney

I dislike 5th Week. I dislike 5th Week blues. I dislike the ongoing deadlines that pile up for eight weeks. However, I also dislike worrying about money. Worrying about whether or not I can pay all of my rent. Worrying about whether I can buy enough food for the term or whether I should start skipping meals.

When the notion of transforming 5th Week into a reading week was first presented to me, I thought it was an excellent idea, an opportunity to eradicate 5th Week blues once and for all. Yet, upon further thought and a realisation of the negative implications and consequences such a decision entails, I changed my mind.

If we were to keep the current eight week system, leaving one week free for reading, the workload would increase in intensity in the weeks surrounding 5th Week, rendering the term more stressful and the workload seemingly unmanageable for many.

An alternative is to elongate the term, having two blocks of four weeks of teaching framing a reading week. But this also seems to be a damaging idea. Living in Oxford is not cheap – my college charges me £20 per night for accommodation only, meaning that, were an additional week added on to the term, I would have to pay an extra £140 just to have a roof over my head. That’s not counting food, hygiene products or other basic goods. Oxford has worked hard over the past few years to improve access to students regardless of their financial or social backgrounds; to add another week onto the term risks undermining much of the progress made.

As well as this, a reading week raises tutor’s expectations regarding the amount of work that can be completed. Although it is proposed that deadlines are not set for this period, it seems inevitable that many would set deadlines for immediately before, and immediately after, that week. There would be the assumption that essays would improve in quality, or be completed in shorter periods of time, as the reading would hypothetically have been entirely completed. Rather than decreasing stress, we run the risk of increasing it.

Greater pressure would also be placed on tutors, who rely on our vacation time to do their own research and conduct postgraduate teaching. An additional week would disjoint not only our term, but that of our tutors too.

A central component of the argument for a reading week is the notion that it will improve the mental health of students. Certainly, it could potentially reduce stress levels for those seven days and allow for greater social interaction. However, to present it as a solution to mental health issues at places like Oxbridge deeply insults those suffering from mental health issues. You cannot presume that a week with a diminished workload would magically solve what is essentially a much more complex and serious issue. But also, it presumes that the eradication of 5th Week is equivalent to the eradication of the high pressure and high expectations that create the stressful environment that we inhabit.

To replace 5th Week with a reading week is to overlook grossly and to demean many of the deeper issues that make it such a hated time for students. While seeming to provide a solution, all a reading week would do is provide a diversion – an opportunity to ignore the larger issues such as the need for improved welfare provision and academic support

The Campaign: Meeting of Minds

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Although Oxford University prides itself on progressive thinking and intellectual curiosity, so much more could be done to ensure mental health is not a barred topic of conversation. Due to the fierce stigma attached to suffering from mental illness, many brilliant minds are curbing their potential by suffering alone or resisting admitting they have a problem altogether. Because this pain cannot be recognized externally it is considered illegitimate. The damaging ‘pull yourself together’ treatment is still offered by some tutors and university nurses.

Meeting of Minds was created to restore the legitimacy of mental illness and to foster an environment of open conversation about these issues. We provide a place for students to source information free from pressure to share, meet others facing similar issues and receive answers they may otherwise feel reluctant to ask. We encourage the informal discussion of mental health from an academic perspective, highlighting the biological rather than dispositional nature of mental illness.

Our events focus on one particular topic of either mental or general wellbeing; emphasising that mental health can only ever be considered an extension of general health, combining testimonial and round-table conversation. We want to highlight the universality of mental illness. Hearing a figure students respect speak on such matters can normalize their own suffering and break through any feelings of isolation and hopelessness.

Meeting of Minds hopes to break through any preconceived notions of mental illness and bring together sufferers and nonsufferers alike. We launched at the Union last term with Supersize vs Superskinny’s Emma Woolf and are hugely grateful for their ongoing support. This partnership captures our belief in the power of debate and open conversation; it is the only way of starving stigma. Excitingly, in December the Secretary of State for Health, Jeremy Hunt, invited us to discuss student mental health and this term we will be holding even more film launches and panel discussions which will be announced shortly.

Mental health is a concern for us all. We are dedicated to helping students understand how best to protect their mental health and support their friends and family. We are always thrilled to take on more volunteers – you can join our Facebook page to keep up with planned events and to contribute suggestions for future meetings.

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Preview: The Effect

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Sadly, “5,4,3,2,1… chino-wearing cunt!” isn’t the catchy chorus of Christ Church: The Musical. Rather, it’s one of the few humorous outbursts in a production other­wise bursting with anger, fear, and visceral urgency. The Effect, written by Lucy Prebble, debuted at the National Theatre in 2012, gar­nering rave reviews and confirming Prebble as a writer to watch. Seeing the power, energy and rawness this play, it’s easy to see why.

The story is set in a sinister medical facility where two patients, Tristan and Connie, are undergoing the test trial for a drug that cre­ates love. Connie, the hard cynic, dismisses feelings for her fellow test subject as drug-induced artifice. Tristan, the “free spirit”, is committed to travel, new experiences and, as Connie surmises, a “gap life”.

As the Wagnerian name prom­ises, Tristan is a romantic whose desire is matched only by the im­possibility of his situation; love as irreduc­ible vs. love as chemical. Opposition is at the heart of this play. In one com­pelling ensemble section, we see the symptoms of the trial patients ruthlessly probed and measured by specialists. Upsetting this violent procedure is the kissing couple who are swiftly torn apart for interrogation.

It’s a visceral staging of a central concern of director Freya Judd, namely how we treat mental illness and how the search for a cure can alienate us from those we seek to help.

The play indeed comes at a time when, as Judd explains, theatre is becoming more didactic and, at the same time, more sympa­thetic to issues of mental health. This makes staging such a production particularly pertinent, especially in Oxford where 35% of students have had encounters with mental health issues with many rusticating or drop­ping out for related reasons. In the rehearsal room there is an energy and investment that attests to the importance of the issues at stake. Indeed, the production is associated with Oxford’s mental health campaign Mind Your Head and the performances will be preceded by discussion sessions.

This energy creates some intense moments; Connie and Tristan’s row over what their feelings really mean is as compelling as it is thought provoking. The leads – Ellie Lowen­thal and Calam Lynch – are very convincing but perhaps at the over-acting stage of their characters, as sometimes the drama was blown out in blasts of kitchen-sink shouting matches. However, they otherwise succeeded in making their characters sympathetic and human.

The ensemble cast was impressively pro­fessional and I look forward to seeing how Judd uses their proficiency in the stylized interludes of the play. As the best theatre does, this production has its sights beyond the stage and into our society. This play promises to shine a light behind the curtain of Oxford’s own theatrical grandeur.

The Effect is on at the Keble O’Reilly from 4th – 7th February.

Interview: Robert Nisbet

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When Stephen ‘Red Badge’ Crane questioned his secondment to a peaceful Cuba to cover a non-existent war, the legendary newspaper proprietor William Randolph Hearst reputedly told him by telegraph, “You provide story. I’ll provide war.” Sky News’ Europe Correspondent, Robert Nisbet, has fortunately needed no such interventions, his appointment coinciding with a series of events that has once again placed Europe at the heart of world news.

The most recent of those events was the Paris terror attacks. The response to the attacks were “fascinating,” he said. “I’ve seen other campaigns move much more slowly, this exploded in a few hours… You got the sense that the protesters were fighting for the French way of life.”

In contrast, Nisbet talks about the relative lack of coverage on the simmering war between Russia and Ukraine – the first major seizure of another country’s territory in Europe since the Second World War. Nisbet was frank about the frustrations of his job. “This is,” he responds resignedly, “the nature of modern news. The news cycle has sped up, stories that used to linger in bulletins when I was young are being used up and spat out. As for Ukraine, I am not sure that either side will back down. When I was reporting in the Crimea it very much felt like Russia… Any effective response is a long way off.”

I ask him whether he has any ethical qualms about reporting on events when there is little he can do to help. He talks about reporting in Haiti. “When we arrived we went to a collapsed school to make our report. As soon as we got out of the car my cameraman tripped over the corpse of a child in the rubble.

“At that moment you have to check yourself, calm down and get on with your job… but there is always something useful in shining a light on these stories. It can produce positive results.”

Recalling one particular experience in Haiti, Nisbet says, “[We] were stood on the roof of an airport, on our right lay piles and piles of aid, and behind the fence on our left were thousands of desperate people. We thought there was something seriously wrong, and so we reported on it. Within a few days, the aid was getting to the people who needed it. The story had a purpose and made a difference.”

And his best news story? “A story that I’ll remember was the Chilean miners because it was so unexpected. I was with a group of families watching round a television when the first miner walked out of the rock. I am usually quite cynical about this sort of thing; what heartened me was that our audiences went through the roof. News stories don’t always have to be about death and destruction, the best news can be a heart-warming story where you need only point a camera at it and it speaks for itself.”

Nisbet clearly enjoys the journalistic lifestyle. When we spoke, he was just about to fly out from his home in Brussels to Greece to report on a possible ‘Grexit’. His career has embraced reporting on the Amanda Knox trials, Obama’s 2008 election campaign, and interviews with icons such as Robin Williams, George Clooney and even Gorbachev.

I ask him about the US election campaign, and he laughs wryly. “Obama was at a fair, and I, in a clump of reporters yelled at him above the clamour, ‘What do you hope to achieve in the future?’ He replied ‘I just want to eat this corndog,’ and ran away. As my father said, it was hardly Frost and Nixon.”

While the immediate
 concern may be with 
a ‘Grexit’, the shadow of 
a ‘Brexit’ must also loom large for a European correspondent. How does Nisbet think the story will play out? “In 2011 when everything was going to pot with the debt crisis, even then talking to European diplomats the response they gave was ‘Britain always threatens to leave, always nothing comes of it.’ Now there is a change in the air. The contempt felt by the British people for the EU is strengthening.”

Nisbet claims that some diplomats think David Cameron actually wants Britain to leave as a ploy to win short term political gain, “though that’s not my opinion,” he qualifies. “It all comes down to a fundamental difference between Britain and the rest of the countries in the EU… there is an emotional attachment to a united Europe that British people just do not share.”

“People like Farage take advantage by stripping it of its nuance. He knows that if you mention facts and details you sound boring. Take the debate between Farage and Clegg. Clegg gave facts and figures, Farage gave emotive rhetoric. He knows that you can win on the broad brush strokes but lose on the detail.”

I finish by asking for advice for aspiring journalists. “Inhale information. Read everything. I read everything from the Financial Times to Buzzfeed… You must remember
that the media isn’t dying, it’s changing. Your generation has
 to adapt and find your place in it. 
As consumers and maybe as reporters, it is up to you to adapt our news, whilst keeping its integrity.”

We need to look at the stigma around eating disorders

I have anorexia. I have done for quite a long time. I go to therapy. I take anti-depressants. I am mentally ill. What’s your reaction? Shock? Embarrassment? Disgust? What do you think of me? Am I vain? Am I an attention seeker? A liar even?

I wouldn’t be surprised if your mind immediately jumped to any of these conclusions; they’re all responses I’ve come across on multiple occasions since I started speaking openly about my condition.

For a long time I was ashamed of my eating disorder. I had an intense fear of how people might react, so I kept quiet about it and made up excuses as to why I wasn’t in school. I’d rather say I had a stomach bug than admit I had anorexia. 

When push comes to shove, no one will criticise you for having a physical ailment, you might even get a bit of sympathy if you’re lucky. When, however, it comes to an illness of the mind, that’s a whole different kettle of fish.

I’d heard the way people spoke about others with my condition. I’d sat and listened to the comments that they were attention seeking by “ramming their illness down our throats”, the remarks that, “if she were genuinely ill, she wouldn’t want us to know” and the claims of both vanity and weakness. Knowing this was the case, how could I have dared to speak out, even if I knew that would make things better for me in the long run?

Then, one day, I had a realisation. By staying quiet I was letting them win. I was allowing their ignorance to get the better of me and in doing that, I was almost saying people were right to stigmatise sufferers of the illness. And that was something I knew I just could not do.

I believe that this stigmatisation of anorexia and other eating disorders is mostly due to ignorance, primarily caused by the way we portray anorexia. By glamourising the condition in the media, we make people see it is as something ‘special’ and ‘exclusive’, something from which only beautiful, rich, popular girls and women suffer. Admitting to having the illness starts to be perceived as vanity.

Equally, the way the illness is taught in school plays a role in leading to stigma. In my experience, lessons on anorexia primarily consisted of showing students images of highly underweight models, leading people to believe that you can only be ‘anorexic’ if you resemble this. Thus, when someone with a slightly healthier BMI opens up, they’re accused of being a liar.

I truly believe that we can defeat the stigma surrounding anorexia. No one passes judgement because they are a bad person, but simply because they don’t understand. If they knew the reality of what anorexia is, most people wouldn’t react in the way they do. And that’s why it’s so important to speak out. Being vocal about your illness and your experiences is not begging for sympathy or attention seeking, you’re showing people what eating disorders truly are. You’re showing them that sufferers are just normal people who are going through the hardest battle of their lives. And above all, you’re showing other sufferers that it’s okay; their problems are legitimate, they are not alone, and people will recognise their suffering and help them.

And what if you’re not a sufferer? What can you do? Well, that’s simple: just don’t judge. Rather than criticising them, acknowledge the courage it’s taking the person who’s just told you they have anorexia to fight their demons, and try your best to support them.

Don’t make it harder than it already is. You wouldn’t be critical of someone with a physical illness – mental illness sufferers deserve exactly the same. 

OxStew: Investigation reveals underage drinking culture

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A report into Oxford’s underage drinking culture was released yesterday by OUSU, following a month-long investigation into Oxford’s social scene. The investigation was conducted in light of the recent underage drinking scandal at OULC, where a 17 year old was found to have consumed several alcoholic beverages at one of their drinks events.

The report highlights the many places where ID-checking needs to be introduced, and discusses the impact of Oxford’s underage drinking culture on wider society. It ends by recommending that ID checks are performed in all college bars, even if the bar staff think they ‘know’ the people they’re serving, and for all underage students to be made to wear brightly coloured bibs at society events.

The report further recommends that underage students be breathalysed nightly by porters, just to be on the safe side, and be paired with an older student on trips after dark to ensure they’re not going anywhere near alcohol. When questioned as to whether these measures match up to how significant the problem is, OUSU officer Martin Goring, who was in charge of the report, argued, “Although there are in fact only seven students at Oxford that are under 18, we think we are more than justified in calling this an underage drinking culture. This insidious culture is poisoning Oxford life and destroying its prized reputation for sobriety.”

The national media was quick to agree with the report, and to condemn the underage drinking epidemic at Oxford. The OxStew contacted Guardian editor Paul Elder, who said, “We were going to do a double page spread with new information on the threat to the UK from militant Islamists, but decided that there was a far greater public interest in a 17 year old Oxford student consuming too many alcoholic drinks. The public has a right to know that the leaders of tomorrow are consuming alcohol before their 18th birthday, which we can all agree suggests a tendency to disregard the law that they will one day be required to uphold.”

Buzzfeed editor Stacey Lister agreed, adding, “Everyone has an interest in how Oxford students behave, and it’s simply unacceptable for them to be drinking underage. Oxford is now number one of our ‘Top Ten Unis To Drink At When You’re 17’, and frankly it’s pretty disgraceful.”

It has been noted by several think tanks that media interest in Oxford stories has increased lately, with several Oxford stories such as the underage drinking scandal making it into national newspapers. Aside from covering Oxford’s teen drinking crisis, papers have also included articles on various subjects such as the Law Society’s elections; inequality in punting abilities; an argument at a college bop over inappropriate outfits; and one drunk student smashing two glasses at dinner.

When asked why this might be, Derek Cox of The Media Observatory suggested that it was to do with matters of national importance, “From interviewing several editors of national publications,” he said, “we have ascertained that the media disproportionately features Oxford stories because of the overwhelming public interest in them. It is certainly nothing to do with needing to fill space, or it being easier to write stories that compound stereotypes rather than contradict them, or that the underage drinking problem in the rest of the country being frankly too large and obvious to bother reporting on. Oxford is a national treasure that everyone loves to hear about – especially when it’s good news. By chance, it just so happens that it hasn’t been recently”