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A life remembered: Lou Reed

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Despite proclaiming “Heroin, be the death of me” in the late sixties, the seemingly invincible Lou Reed sadly succumbed to liver disease just over a year ago. The ever- cranky co-founder of The Velvet Underground was a figure journalists loved to hate. However, I’m sure even the Australian interviewer in the early 1970s couldn’t help but chuckle when Lou Reed bluntly replied “sometimes” when asked if he was a transvestite or a homosexual.

But it was Lou Reed’s brashness and no-fucks- given attitude that made him the icon he is remembered as. In 1967, whilst The Beatles were releasing the rather bland Sgt. Pepper and The Rolling Stones were attempting to be edgier in Their Satanic Majesties Request, The Velvet Underground had already released their now infamous yellow banana album. Lou filled it with a cocktail of drugs and dark, twisted sex that didn’t skimp on the whips. And let’s not forget those throbbing violas. Even when Reed penned one of the most poignant love songs ever, ‘I’ll Be Your Mirror’, he turned it into a humorous display of narcissism, getting his then girlfriend Nico to sing it to him.

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Reed was a figure who had his finger on the dark, hidden musical pulse of New York. While the British public were still reeling at the fact that a boy band could place Satan as a central figure in their album title, Reed’s lyrics were moving onto the darker humour of the the nun-pimp ‘Sister Ray’, eventually breaking into the limelight as a soloist with ‘Walk On The Wild Side’.

Reed always had a taste for the subversive and modern, but his heart remained tied to his childhood home of New York. In a fascinating 1989 interview left unpublished until recently, Reed’s ability to render his home city in all of its filthy glory shines through. But he was too sophisticated just to shout profundities over guitar riffs. To validate his purring “I’ll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says ‘It’s hard to give a shit these days’” he appealed to the works of the Spanish poet Lorca.

On reading the interview, it becomes clear that Reed was not only a man of shock tactics, but of beautiful sexual bleakness. In ‘Romeo Had Juliette’, the opener to New York, the play is re-situated in modern Harlem, subverting the original narrative. To him it was hardly a play of Shakespearean convention — he imagines Romeo and Juliet engaging in a quick romp behind an apartment block that “flickered for a minute and was gone”. But like Reed said, “ That flicker is better than nothing.” Even in his latter years, Reed refused to mellow.

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He reputedly worked on his final album using a gold microphone, as cranky and taking-no-shit-from-nobody as ever. Reed’s critically-slammed final album with Metallica may seem an odd elegy for the glam-rock-makeuped figure on the front of 1972’s Transformer. Yet Reed was never a conformist — you never hear songs discussing amphetamine usage as openly as Reed’s did at the start of his career and you don’t find many 70 year old men who will write a page of praise for Kayne West’s “beautiful” Dark Twisted Fantasy.

I’m adamant that thirty years from now, critics will appreciate the merits of Reed’s final album. Though no masterpiece concept album like Berlin, closing track ‘Junior Dad’ evokes as much emotional response and resonance as anything from his prime.

Reed left listeners with this beautiful epitaph at the close of his final track: “I will teach you meanness, fear and blindness / No social redeeming kindness / Or no state of grace”. This lyric draws attention to Reed’s poeticism: Lou Reed may have been a grumpy old git, even in his youth, but his poetic brilliance and ability to create lyrics of stunning pathos will always be missed.

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Interview: Ian McKellen

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Whilst his talk for the chamber later on is quite clearly a performance, while I am sat with Sir Ian McKellen in the Morris Room of the Oxford Union he is quieter, and his answers have long drawn out pauses as he carefully considers how to reply. He seems more relaxed, maybe even a little tired. In his capacity as an advocate of LGBT concerns and the equal rights movement, he spent the morning talking at The Cherwell School about “what it was like growing up gay as a kid, and teaching them to be kind to each other”, as well as the implications of the new law which indicates state schools cannot discriminate on the basis of sexuality. McKellen starts by talking about Stonewall, the LGBT rights charity he helped to found, “Stonewall helps schools to train the teachers and so on, and I’m part of that process. They’re well on their way to eradicating homophobic bullying and helping staff and students who are coming out to do that if they want. I’m just generally waving the rainbow flag.”

It’s a role which has defined his life almost as much as his illustrious acting career, which has lasted over 50 years. Since coming out in 1988 on a BBC Radio 3 programme hosted by “homophobe” — as McKellen terms him — Peregrine Worsthorne, McKellen has worked tirelessly as an activist for LGBT rights. This started with the establishment of Stonewall to tackle the then under consideration Section 28, which would have stopped local authorities “promoting homosexuality” as “a kind of pretended family relationship”. In the chamber, McKellen expresses amazement at what has been achieved since then, describing the legalisation of gay marriage as an unexpected bonus.

I ask McKellen if he sees himself as an advocate or an educator, but he responds in a remarkably unassuming manner. “I think I just bear witness. Because I’m in the public eye, ever since I came out, some time ago now, I’ve been asked questions. It seems at times that I’m running an agenda and running a movement, but I’ve never done that. But I supported the idea of Stonewall, which was to get rid of all those laws which were in the land which discriminated against people who identified themselves as gay. That’s taken some time, but it’s been achieved. So I was always proselytising on that side of things.” He lets out a dry laugh.

“Now I just want to deal with the bigger problem which is that after years of treating gay people badly, it’s sort of embedded in the culture and you have to root it out. Schools are a good place to start. No one’s born prejudiced. They learn the behaviour. Schools seem to want to provide a safe environment so that kids can develop themselves and, indeed, study. I just help that along. But I am in no sense the leader.”

Since coming to university, I’ve known several people who have decide to come out to their friends and families, almost always with a positive response. There’s no doubt that Oxford has become a more liberal and open minded place than it was even ten ago. But when McKellen was at Cambridge, homosexuality was illegal, so, as he points out, “You didn’t start advertising the fact that you were gay. You probably didn’t even define yourself as gay.” I ask McKellen why he thinks more and more young people are choosing to come out at university, and how universities need to adapt as a result. “I think it would be very unhealthy for a person who identified themselves in any shape or form as gay, bisexual, asexual, transgender, etc., to have gone through university unable to say that. That would suggest that there was something really wrong with the environment here, and there shouldn’t be.

“I think that everyone from the university authorities and Vice Chancellor down, through all the individual colleges, should make it clear that you are an individual and you are yourself, and you can express yourself without any possible repercussions from anybody. I think that if there are any gay dons in Oxford they should be out. It’s part of their responsibility to set the tone of what this place is. So that means that all the people who the college employs, and people who are their students, should be able to follow that lead and be open and honest themselves.

“And I think that should be true of schools, too, and it increasingly is, so a lot of people, like the Oxford LGBTQ society that I’ve just met, were all out before they came to Oxford. They arrived in Oxford determined to help other people who maybe weren’t as lucky. If you couldn’t come out during your time at Oxford, it should be a pretty sad state of affairs I should think.”
With the photos of awkward politicians wearing ‘This is What a Feminist Looks Like’ t-shirts to viral videos by FCKH8 selling shirts with big, bold slogans, I’m interested in McKellen’s view of this merger of fashion and commercialism with equal rights movements. “I’ve worn the t-shirt ‘Some People Are Gay. Get Over It.’ with great pleasure. It was designed by a group of young people who Stonewall stuck in a room and said, ‘You’re not coming out until you’ve come up with a good slogan.’ It’s punchy and to the point and been translated into every language in the world.”

It should be pointed out of course that the t-shirt McKellen is referring to is, unlike FCKH8’s ‘Some Chicks Marry Chicks, Get Over It’ tee, not-for-profit. “On the whole I don’t wear slogans on my body. I’m not tattooed. Oh, actually I am!” He interrupts himself, pointing to his shoulder where he has the number ‘9’ inked to signify his involvement in the The Lord Of The Rings. Every member of ‘the Fellowship’ has the same tattoo. He continues, “But I think life’s a bit too complicated to be reduced to a few words on a t-shirt. But I might wear a t-shirt on occasion, like on a gay pride march.”

Of course, it is McKellen’s acting career which has earned him his fame, awards and knighthood. Although his career defining role is undoubtedly Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings and Hobbit series, he is just as well known for being a Shakespearean hero and master of the art of stage acting. He demonstrates this for us in his talk with a rendition of a speech from the Elizabethan play Sir Thomas More. But the profession of acting is changing. Dame Judi Dench and Dame Helen Mirren have both expressed concern in recent years that acting has become an elitist institution hampered by the expensive cost of drama schools. “I think it’s a bit more complicated than that, but I think they absolutely have a point,” he says when I ask if he agrees.

“That’s why the National Youth Theatre puts together students who’ve been through the programme, and they’re now doing a three month season in the West End. They’re being paid for doing it. That seems to me as good a way into the business of acting as any drama school. Drama schools are self supporting, they have to make their money, and they probably make it by having too many students. They probably know that those students don’t have a chance of getting a job at the end of it. I don’t know how you deal with it. I didn’t go to drama school so I don’t know much about drama schools. You don’t have to have go to drama school to become an actor.

“But they do have a point that when it comes to higher education for Drama students, you’re going to have to have some money. There are scholarships of course. There probably should be more. But I would doubt that the answer and solution is that everyone who wants to be an actor should be able to go to drama school for free, because that would be very misleading. They’re not going to get work. Too many people want to be actors.”

He pulls a slightly pained expression, saying, “It’s dreadful.” And institutional elitism? “Are there too many posh actors around the place? Well that’s because there are too many posh stories being told. You can blame Downton Abbey for that.”

With the growth of TV and the reduction in the number of theatres, some actors have expressed concern that the profession is being undermined by young performers going straight to the screen before learning the trade on the stage. McKellen laughs at this notion. “Well where are they meant to act on stage? There aren’t that many jobs!

“When I started out we had a closed shop in our union. You could not act unless you were a member of the union. The union said, ‘You can have a provisional membership, and when you have that provisional membership you may not act in film, act on television or act in the West End of London.’ In other words, you had to work in a regional theatre, or theatre in education. Every town of a decent size in this country had its own theatre with its own actors who stayed together for a year. And that’s because the young actors weren’t allowed to work anywhere else.

“Mrs Thatcher broke the union, you no longer have to be a member of the union, so the young actors say, ‘Why the hell should I go and work in Oxford when I might get a job in television?’ And then the funds to the Arts Council are being reduced and all those theatres that existed when I was a kid have gone, so where are the young actors meant to go? They queue up to be in film. It’s complicated.

“But if you want to encourage actors to learn how to act, as many of us did, in regional companies, then you’ve got to provide the regional companies, and you’ve got to re-establish the union. Otherwise, nothing is going to happen. It’s discouraging, isn’t it,” he says, leaning in with a lowered brow.

My time with McKellen is brought to a close as he heads to dinner before his talk. Having seen the line-up of speakers for the term, he adds, “Ask Stephen Fry. He’ll answer these questions much better than I can.” It seems somewhat apt as the final note of our conversation. It summarises McKellen’s modesty as an actor, activist and highly intelligent human being.

Interview: Harry Leslie Smith

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I meet Harry Leslie Smith in an empty Sheldonian Theatre, where later on he is to give a talk on austerity in conversation with journalist Owen Jones. While Jones is well known as an impressively fiery speaker, Leslie Smith is softly-spoken, unassuming, a little out of place in the grandeur of the Sheldonian. But when he does speak, his words – carefully chosen, passionate – are every bit as forceful and compelling as Jones’. Over the last couple of years, the 91-year-old war veteran and ex-carpet salesman from Barnsley has risen to prominence as the Left’s most unlikely saviour.

He has written impassioned articles about the shrinking of the welfare state, the rise of UKIP and on the appropriation of remembrance. He recently stated in a piece for the Guardian that in 2014 he would “wear the poppy for the last time” because “my despair is for those who live in this present world”.

He reduced MPs to tears with his speech to the Labour conference on the fight to save the NHS. There is something of the Biblical prophet about Leslie Smith, who is able to draw on experiences of deprivation that subsequent generations can only imagine, to stop us from hurtling towards our social demise. His activism and writing is always informed by the memory of his childhood, which he describes to me as “a time of unspeakable misery for the working classes, a time that I remember all too well”.

Now, with his new book Harry’s Last Stand, Leslie Smith calls on the general public to speak up about the issues they believe in. The war veteran embraces the power of social media, asking Twitter followers to imitate him with the snappy hashtag ‘#istandupfor’.

I ask Leslie Smith how he came to take up political writing at this time in his life. He gently corrects me, telling me that though he’s only recently drawn the notice of the public, he has spent his whole life writing. This certainly comes across in his articles, which often have a poetic and lyrical force. Perhaps his best known piece is entitled as an “eulogy” to the NHS. “With writing” he says, “it seems as though I started early on in life, actually. In the early 1940s, when I was in the Royal Air Force, I kept a diary meticulously, of daily events and people I met, that sort of thing. I also wrote poems and short stories, items which were picked up by little local newspapers. But until now, that’s as close as I got to publication.”

As a boy, Leslie Smith didn’t have much in the way of formal education, but after the war he was able to go back to school. “I didn’t get the chance to go to college or university. But in the fifties my wife and I both went to night school. I took writing and several other literary pursuits. And that was the beginning of my education.”

He tells me that a few years ago he nearly packed it all in for the well-earned ease of retirement. “I was in my eighties. I was in Portugal, looking at houses and thinking I might go and spend the rest of my life in the sun there.” What changed? What made Leslie Smith swap the Algarve for touring the country on damp winter’s nights like tonight? “It was the 2008 banking crisis. I was angry. I was furious. Because no one in power, no banker, no politician, ever paid the price for causing so much suffering. The British taxpayer had to foot the bill and bail out the banks. And I felt that I must do something. So I started researching everything I could find about our governments and our politicians. Everything leading up to various financial collapses.”

Leslie Smith is scathing about the Coalition’s program of privatization and cuts. The subject to which Leslie Smith returns again and again in his writing is the bleakness of a world without a welfare state, a world where his sister, aged ten, died of tuberculosis in a local workhouse infirmary. I ask what, if any, parallels he can see between that time and David Cameron’s vision for Britain in the 21st century.

“Cameron’s vision for Britain […] is cloaked in the language of progress, but I fear that Britain is regressing back to a time which I remember with pain and suffering. It’s just about time that Cameron and his ilk were kicked off their thrones. It’s distressing to see his disdain for two groups of people in our society: the young and the poor. The young people today are suffering more than anyone, I think. They have accumulated mountains of debt, they aren’t supported by the state, they’re forced to go into unsteady, low-paid jobs. And there’s a chance that they are going to be the lost generation, just as my generation were.”

Leslie Smith clearly passionately feels that the Conservatives must not win the general election in May. But are Labour the force to take them on? Do they offer a sufficient alternative? Harry is a life-long Labour voter. For him, Labour will always be the party that built the National Health Service and the welfare state, the party of Attlee and Bevan.

And yet, he is not uncritical of the party; in fact, he has been very explicit in his criticism of Blair and New Labour. We discuss the current surge in support for the Greens, but Harry is doubtful about how this will translate into electoral success.

A little resignedly, he tells me, “For me, unfortunately, Labour is the only viable alternative at this present time. I wish I could say I had three choices on the ballot paper — but I don’t. I’d like to see someone in the mainstream parties who shared my thoughts about what life should be like, about the duty of the state to provide a comfortable existence to everyone in Britain. But it seems, at the moment, that’s too much to ask for.”

Many people share Leslie Smith’s disappointment in the lack of political diversity among the mainstream parties. Our conversation turns to how this translates into apathy and disengagement; a vicious cycle, which allows the political elite to continue without challenge. I expect Leslie Smith to tell me that a vote for Labour is better than no vote at all, but his answer takes me by surprise.

“What many people don’t realize is that spoiled ballots are still counted — I’ve thoroughly investigated this. I’d like to see that all those people who don’t vote through apathy, because they don’t feel that they want to support any of the options on the ballot paper, they should go and spoil a ballot. Because spoiled ballots will be counted. And if enough spoiled ballots turn up then maybe the government would realize that they don’t have a monopoly on power, that the people are angry.”

Whether it takes the form of voting, or more subversive action which would call attention to widespread dissatisfaction with mainstream politics, Leslie Smith has clearly devoted his retirement years to agitating and inspiring people to be active, to participate however they see fit.
A rather serious interview ends on a more hopeful note. Leslie Smith’s real optimism is reserved not for party-politics, not for Labour’s chances in the next year’s elections, but for the potential of the generation which is just coming of age.

He talks highly of the people he’s met on his travels, “When I look around England, at all these young people at the universities, I feel that there must be hundreds and hundreds of brilliant, compassionate people who could run the country so bloody well!

“There’s a lot of energy, but they have yet to achieve the momentum they need. At times, it seems that real change is never up about the issues to come. But it will.”

Debate: Should we wear red poppies to remember the war dead?

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YES

William Tilston

Before launching into the ideals behind poppy-wearing, let’s first consider the material good that the Poppy Appeal achieves: this year it has already raised £40 million. This money is spent on the rehabilitation of injured servicemen and women, the care of aged veterans, the comfort of the bereaved and the re-settlement of younger veterans in daily life. The poppy is therefore the cornerstone of a charitable campaign, and so perhaps this role automatically justifies its presence on our chest each November.

However, some are wary of the latent patriotism behind the idea that members of our armed forces are owed a debt of gratitude for their services. Moreover, some believe that charitable donations could be better used elsewhere. Those who oppose the wearing of poppies would point out that the issue here is that through wearing poppies, we perhaps unfairly prioritise the recollection of war deaths over other kinds of death.

Each year, a huge number of us don poppies to remember the war dead. However, there is no equivalent movement to remember the millions who have died in pandemics or natural disasters. In supporting the wearing of the poppy for remembrance, we must justify this particular recollection of the war dead. After some thought, it is not difficult to distinguish how death through disease and through war should be remembered differently.

Both are tragic, but in the case of death through disease, it is a case of tragic ill-fortune: those that die have been unfortunate enough to have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Admittedly, there is ill-fortune involved in dying in war, but there is also a difference: I believe that soldiers all enter war and thus knowingly expose themselves to danger and display courage in the face of great adversity. This difference makes servicemen and women deserving of our respect in a way that disease victims are not, and justifies the special memorial they receive in our wearing of the poppy.

However, there are also wider social factors that necessitate our use of the poppy, and indeed all the memorial imagery we have in our country that in particular recalls the war dead, and them alone. War memorials are designed to produce two sequential responses. The first, obviously, is to remember the dead. The second response follows from the first: we remember the dead for reasons of respect as outlined above, but also so as not to forget the horrors of war. The style of our memorials produces this latter reaction poignantly — the stone monuments of our towns, carved with countless names, and war cemeteries, with their seemingly endless tombstones, shock us. The number of individuals listed reminds us of the impersonalised and statistical nature of death in war. Of course, death takes on this nature during pandemics too, and yet such memorials do not exist in these cases.

However, the essential difference is that war is a human creation in a way that disease is not. Disease is a terrible thing, but aside from medical research, there is little that we can do to prevent it. War, on the other hand, is a solely human phenomenon. In the poppy then, and in all war memorials, there is a reminder of the suffering that war causes and an encouragement to learn from past mistakes.

The poppy’s widespread nature is demonstrative of the significance of this idea, since within all of us is the potential bitterness and hate to create dehumanised ‘enemies’, a potential that allows us to forget the value of human life and to wage war.

The poppy therefore is more than just a means of remembering the war dead, but is part of a framework to remind us what we are capable of, and to be wary of that fact.

 

NO

James Elliott

There seem to be few British institutions that are as sacred as “Remembrance”. At least, with other “national spectacles” such as royal weddings, babies or funerals, you are permitted the luxury of abstention. Not so with “Remembrance”, where failing to wear a poppy in the weeks building up to November 11th leaves you open to accusations of “disloyalty” or “lack of respect”, although to whom I’m never quite sure.

A friend of mine was even challenged by college Porters over the weekend as to why he was not wearing a poppy, while the requirement for Muslims to “prove” their allegiance to the British state through headscarves decorated with poppies is positively sickening.

“Remembrance”, according to 92 year old World War Two veteran Harry Leslie Smith, has lost all original meaning, not that its original intent was particularly progressive. His Guardian article argued, “The most fortunate in our society have turned the solemnity of remembrance for fallen soldiers in ancient wars into a justification for our most recent armed conflicts.”

Remembrance has undoubtedly become a near-compulsory celebration of British militarism, imperialism and the whitewashing of two world wars, in which the reality of the British Empire’s crimes are eclipsed behind a curtain of unadulterated nationalism.

Worse, the remembrance symbolism is now being used to talk about arguably illegal wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, where hundreds of thousands of lives were lost to no good end.

Last year, when student officers at the University of London Union decided they would not take part in Remembrance Day services for reasons very similar to my own, they found themselves blasted by Labour MPs and had their names dragged through the gutter press. This culture of compulsory remembrance (without criticising imperialism or militarism) has become pervasive.

I should make clear, taking a blast at the official “Remembrance” ceremonies and the ideology of its official propaganda is not to take a pop a those who fought in the wars. On the contrary, it is to save and preserve their memory, place it in historical context, and to understand what made such tragic loss of life occur.

I was fortunate enough to attend a school where a number of teachers refused to wear poppies for political reasons. Rather than celebrate “the glory of war”, they would spend the lessons around November 11th teaching us about the inter-imperial conflicts that led to the First World War, or reading us Wilfred Owen’s poetry.

One line from Owen is worth revisiting at this time, where he lectures the reader on what he might think, had he been there in the time of the Somme, fighting an ugly fight for a useless end, “My friend, you would not tell with such high zest / To children ardent for some desperate glory, / The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est / Pro patria mori.”

The Latin verse translates roughly to “it is good and sweet to die for one’s country”, which for me seems to be the fundamental assumption upon which Remembrance is based, and it is a thoroughly lousy one.

I will choose to commemorate the dead of both World Wars, and those from conflicts since, by challenging militaristic government policies, and opposing such illegal wars. The sight of politicians who took Britain into war in Iraq laying wreaths at the Cenotaph is stomach-turning to say the least.

Some will be wearing a poppy this month to justify and celebrate these ideologies, while the vast majority who wear one will be reproducing these values unconsciously. I, on the other hand, shall not. 

 

We must follow California’s lead on sexual violence

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A year ago, I was raped by someone I knew at Oxford University. According to statistics, this is unfortunately not uncommon. University is one of the most common places to be raped, with one in four women being raped or sexually assaulted during their time there. I’m writing this because I feel like there are issues which are often overlooked and ignored. I’m not writing this piece for attention, but because I am sick of the typical Oxford attitude of allowing conversations surrounding sexual violence to become theoretical and abstract, or the subject of malicious gossip. I am also sick of watching people debate and argue about “what it actually means” on Facebook, twitter, and in the dining hall.

I would have liked to have been able to put my name on this article so that I could have autonomy over what people knew about me; there wouldn’t be anyone who was able to hold anything over me. There are two major reasons why I have not. The first is that I was raped over a year ago and have dealt with it privately since then. I would absolutely never like to relive it and I wouldn’t want to be branded as “The Girl Who Got Raped”.

The other reason is that you can’t know how people will react. I told someone I trusted and thought of as a close friend, who had no connection at all to my attacker, that I was raped. This person then called me a “whore” and said I deserved it because I “led men on”. They then proceeded to tell our entire friend group about my previous sexual history and how I was a “slut”, which effectively left me ostracised and friendless. Needless to say, I don’t want that to happen again.

This is what happened: One evening I went to my male friend’s room at another college. We had some drinks together and I got wasted. One thing led to another and we ended up making out and having sex. So far, so consensual. But then I got bored. I got up. He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down. I was too drunk to say no and I tried to push up against his hand. But I couldn’t. I was on the floor and he penetrated me until the condom came off and he then fished it out of my vagina. I thought I was going to black out from alcohol. I made some weird grunting/squealing/shrieking noises. It was bleak. I tried to get myself home safely by running down the street at 3am.

Under the new Californian law, which was just recently passed unanimously in the Californian Senate, consent is affirmed, not negated. This means that some form of clear consent, either verbal or gestural, is needed before you can have ‘consensual’ sex. And whilst this isn’t a perfect solution, it at least means that the emphasis is put on the initiator, and that sexual situations (particularly those involving alcohol) can be much more clearly described as consensual or non-consensual. This doesn’t,  of course, mean that there will no longer be rape. Rape is unfortunately as old as time and I think that people tend to forget this when they say that things like internet porn or lad culture cause rape.

It is true that lad culture often objectifies women and that porn creates a very male-dominated view of sexual pleasure and of sex generally, but at the end of the day it was my rapist who decided actually to rape me because he felt that my body, and my wellbeing, were worth less than his orgasm. It is this particular solipsism, which we should be discouraging in men, not porn. Porn can be a great way for people to explore their sexuality without it being detrimental to them and, although there are many issues with the industry, it can’t be blamed. I’ve personally seen people who don’t watch porn come very close to forcing someone to have sex with them so it obviously isn’t porn that makes people rape. It’s people.

By creating and enforcing any kind of rule which requires affirmative consent, I think that the British Government would encourage people to consider whether sex is consensual to a much greater extent in a more meaningful way. People would have healthier, happier lives and (hopefully) that there would be fewer incidents of sexual violence. I honestly do not see why this new “Yes is Yes” law has not already been put into place here in the UK. 

Cherwell Playlist: Beat The 5th Week Blues

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It’s that time of term again. The work is piling up, the sleep deprivation is starting to kick in with a vengeance, and with Halloween and Bonfire Night over, there’s only the distant promise of Christmas to cling to. But don’t despair. Cherwell is here to help. Whether it’s consolation you need or a good dose of uplifting cheeriness, here’s a compilation of songs guaranteed to help alleviate some of the symptoms of those infamous 5th week blues…

Suggesting solutions: addressing the gender gap at finals

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In 2012, 32 per cent of men got firsts at finals, whilst only 26 per cent of women did. 31 per cent of white students achieved firsts at finals, but that figure was only 25 per cent for students who identified as Black or of a minority ethnicity (BME). If we want to address the difference in examination results between men and women, and between white students and BME students, we need change in our courses. At present, the dominance of white Western men in our curricula, particularly in the humanities and social sciences, combined with a lack of female teaching staff, conveys the implicit message that unless you are a white, Western man, academia is not your place. This needs to change.  

By fundamentally changing curricula, the values of the University would be readdressed. If it is made clear to students that the voices of women of people of colour are worth listening to, worthy of the attention granted by study, then University examinations would become an entirely different scene. At present, students who are not white Western men spend the three hours of an examination paper being subliminally, if not explicitly, reminded of the structural inequalities which constantly leave them in a less privileged position, deemed unworthy of scholarly focus.

Following research showing that women perform worse in tests when outnumbered in examination rooms by men, some institutions have taken action to ensure better positive representation of women. Hertford have celebrated forty years of women at the college by replacing all of the portraits in their hall with those of women, and there has been talk of doing something similar in Examination Schools. We need to take this further, and change the very substance of our courses, so that people are learning and thinking about men and women from all backgrounds every day of their course.

We are often led to believe that change at Oxford is not possible.  This is a convenient get-out clause which enables those comfortable within the present system to preserve the perpetuation of their privilege. It is also untrue. Alongside the campaign for Cultural and Racial Awareness and Equality (CRAE), I have been meeting with various academics and the University in my role as Undergraduate Rep for the Humanities Division to discuss diversity within curricula. These meeting have been met with a positive reception. A paper is currently being written to present to the heads of undergraduate study in all Humanities divisions, whilst pilot programmes to implement some of the suggested changes are in the pipeline. Yet, the battle has not yet been won: this positive beginning now needs to be turned into real change in terms of the content of both our courses and reading lists.

Alongside CRAE, I am part of a committee working with the Pro-Vice Chancellor for Education, Prof. Sally Mapstone, to put on a symposium on improving diversity in curricula, which will take place in 2015. Senior members of the University are behind this project, but because historically grassroots change has been more effective than instructions given from an administrative level, we need the right student representatives to make sure that this will not just be a token gesture, and that change will go forward.

Curricular reform will mean different things in different subjects. In some areas, there may be more obvious female and non-white subjects of study, whilst in others, initial approaches might involve actively encouraging feminist and post-colonial critiques of certain issues, or even having under-represented scholars on reading lists, thus showing that their perspectives are valued. Women and people of colour do not only write about issues specifically relating to them, but, contrary to what our reading lists may suggest, have contributed to scholarship in many diverse fields. If you want to explore these underrepresented works further, I would advise having a look at the Alternative Reading Project for some concrete examples.

To enable diversity in higher education in the future, with lecturers and tutors from a range of backgrounds, we need to lobby the University to start providing specific support for the least represented groups. Women studying STEM subjects are now being supported by the Athena SWAN project, but this is not enough.  Because men, and white men in particular, are achieving more firsts at finals, they are currently in a better position to receive the funding which will enable postgraduate study. To counter that, we must encourage the University to provide support for women and students of colour applying for further study, and make specific funding opportunities available. The University have recently agreed to fill certain quotas of associate and full professorships with women, as part of their renewed commitment to gender equality. Now is the perfect time for students to present solutions, and show that they are passionate about this kind of change. We need the right student representatives to harness this opportunity.

This may seem like a tall order, but we have a big problem on our hands, and very little else has been suggested to actually change the situation. I’m running to be OUSU’s Vice President for Access and Academic Affairs because we can’t afford to avoid this problem any longer.

To read the rest of Eden’s manifesto go to http://ousu.org/elections/manifesto/59/.

In the interests of fairness, all of the candidates for VP Access and Academic Affairs were offered the chance to write for Cherwell. 

Cupsets, drama, and humiliation on the road to Iffley

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Fifth Week is often associated with doom and gloom, but this week footballers across Oxford will be banishing any negativity with dreams of glory at Iffley Road and a place in the history books. Yes, it’s the next round of JCR Football Cuppers.

The tournament, which is more than 130 years old, has true prestige, an elegant trophy and offers the finalists the chance to play at a renowned venue in front of hundreds of adoring fans — a far cry from the usual crowd of the groundsman and a couple of substitutes.

With the second round being contested this week, a place in the quarter-finals is up for grabs. However none of reigning champions Exeter, last year’s runners up St Catz, or Worcester — Cuppers winners for three consecutive years between 2011 and 2013 — will be among the final eight: the magic of the cup has struck again.

While Exeter were famously humiliated by perennial basement side Univ in the first round in 3rd Week, current Premier Division leaders Worcester also unexpectedly suffered a “cupset” in the second round on Tuesday against fellow top-tier side New — the first time that Worcester have failed to reach at least the semi-final stage since 2009. Goals from Rifkin-Zybutz, Hayes and Feeney gave New a sensational 3-2 victory, avenging their defeat in the 2011 Cuppers final. Tim Wade’s side will now have their eyes firmly set on a return to Iffley Road.

Elsewehere, Balliol progressed to the quarter-finals with a 2-0 victory over St Anne’s in an all-Division 1 affair. Anne’s were handicapped early on in the match, having astonishingly turned up with only nine players, but the Broad Street side failed to take full advantage against a resilient defence and went into the interval with just a 1-0 lead.

With a full team in the second half, the Mint Green Army of Anne’s rallied strongly but were unable to find a way past dominant Blues keeper Jamie Farmer. Instead an unfortunate late own goal from fall-back Ben Hartridge wrapped up the win for Balliol.

Yet again a big name fell by the wayside as last year’s beaten finalists St Catz lost 3-2 to Keble. This upset surpised many, given that St Catz beat their opponents 2-1 in the league in 3rd Week, whilst Keble have also struggled with top-tier football so far this term, losing all three of their league matches. Instead though, this victory sees a continuation of the good cup form they showed in their 6-1 first- round victory against St Hilda’s.

Most recently, Pembroke, who narrowly missed out on promotion last season, replicated their 4-0 demolition of Brasenose by dismissing St Hugh’s by the same scoreline. LMH, meanwhile, saw off the challenge posed by Queen’s, winning 2-0 with goals from James Tunningley and Thomas Brown.

Expect plenty more twists and turns: Cuppers is back. 

Union President facing disciplinary hearing over poll

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Following the approval of significant rules changes in a poll of members earlier this week, a complaint has been made against Mayank Banerjee, President of the Oxford Union.

Ronald Collinson, a former Returning Officer, formally accused Banerjee of misconduct in an email to the Union’s Returning Officer, Thomas Reynolds, stating, “I do hereby allege that the President, Mayank Banerjee, St John’s College, did commit disciplinary misconduct under the following headings.”

Collinson followed the disciplinary procedures from the Union’s Rule 71 to make the complaint.

According to him the President is guilty of ‘Dereliction of duty: serious failure by an Officer or member of any Committee to carry out the duties required of him under the Rules, by virtue of holding his post’ as well as ‘Other action liable or calculated to bring the Society into disrepute.‘ [Rule 71 (a), (i), (5) and (12)]

The complaint stems from the President’s decision to hold a poll on the rules changes instead of delaying them by a week to the debate on Thursday of 6th Week.

Collinson alleged in his complaint that “Mr Banerjee failed to fulfil his duties as President and Chair of the Public Business Meeting by totally disregarding a requisition posted to the notice-board…. Mr Banerjee instigated, promoted and publicised an illegal poll, purportedly taking place on 13th November 2014.”

Speaking to Cherwell, Collinson commented “I have launched this complaint with a heavy heart, after a great deal of thought. I like and respect the President, who has undoubtedly had one of the most successful terms in recent history, and works very hard for the Society. However, I believe that, in this matter, he has clearly both overstepped his authority and compromised the Union’s most fundamental democratic procedures.

“The SDC is the only body in the Union now able to remedy this situation. I am hopeful that the result of this complaint will be great clarity: that the President’s misconduct will be appropriately recognised and addressed; that there will be certainty about the electoral rules currently obtaining; that the Members will be able to vote on all aspects of a rules-change motion which has been thoroughly debated and publicised.”

As the complaint is against a senior Union official it will automatically be referred to a Senior Disciplinary Committee (SDC). The SDC must be summoned by the Returning Officer within seven days of the complaint, which in turn will meet within twenty-eight days of the summons.

All members of the SDC shortlist must have been members of the Union for at least 18 terms, and in principle at least one member of the Committee should be a qualified lawyer.

If the President is found to be guilty of misconduct, the SDC is able to issue a fine not exceeding £500, suspend or expel him, or disqualify him from serving on Standing Committee.

Banerjee declined to comment on the complaint.