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Fresh Blood

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Blood. You have five litres of the stuff flowing through your body. Not something you’re likely to think about – until you have no choice. Transfusions are a vital life-saving medical procedure; 25% of us will require donor blood at some point in our lives. However, there are risks associated with donor blood. Although strict screening measures exist, patient infection is possible, as is a rapidly-developing allergic reaction. Furthermore, only 4% of eligible blood donors in Britain donate, so there is always the problem of matching supply to demand. Scottish scientists have been working to bypass these concerns with a possibly creepy-sounding alternative – the development of so-called ‘artificial’ blood, developed in the lab from stem cells.

Cultured blood cells would be ideal in avoiding the caveats of donor blood. Aside from the possibility of harbouring infection, donor blood degrades rapidly in storage. Siphoning blood from a typical donor yields a mixture of cells, of varying age and condition – hardly ideal for a patient teetering on the brink of death. Synthetic blood would be more uniform. The Holy Grail is the large-scale creation of cells belonging to the O-negative universal donor blood group.

Previous proposed alternatives to synthetic blood have included artificial oxygen carrier molecules, but these proved inefficient and potentially dangerous. In response to such failures, a Glasgow team started an ambitious project in 2009, aiming to develop industrial quantities of safe human blood. The initial steps were met with success, despite technical hurdles. As leading researcher Jo Mountford puts it, scientists are currently working with “chemical soup”, endlessly tweaking their method, before eventually hoping to scale-up to generate the 2.2 million units of blood required by the NHS annually.

In 2010, the researchers revealed that they had succeeded in turning stem cells derived from spare IVF embryos into red blood cells, blood’s essential oxygen-carriers. Recently, researchers in Edinburgh were granted a licence to make blood, which can be tested in clinical trials.

Aside from the scientific elegance of this work, there have been other hurdles to deal with. Public polls reveal that people are put off by the idea of ‘fake’ blood, particularly if it doesn’t resemble the real thing. Oddly, the idea of utterly ‘alien’-looking blood was less disagreeable in surveys than something that does vaguely resemble human blood. Researchers therefore have to deal with the aesthetic side of blood development, not just the technicalities!

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Faecal Transplants

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Faeces have beguiled science for centuries. Still widely used in agriculture as a fertiliser, the stuff has been padded into the soil for 8,000 years. It can even be transformed into a culinary delight, as anyone who has indulged in a cup of kopi luwak will tell you; the £400-per-kilogram coffee is famous for its preparation after passing through the digestive system of a civet cat. It seems that the humble turd has many uses, but could it be coming soon to a hospital near you?

The technique called faecal transplantation has gained popularity due to several studies that assert its success. The stomach-churning therapy has mainly been indicated for cases of Clostridium difficile, a bacterial infection that leads to diarrhoea, fever, and abdominal pain. Whilst C. difficile infections can be mild, in England and Wales alone, over 1,600 people died from C. diff in 2012. But a faecal transplant to cure it?

The thought of consuming someone else’s poop may be difficult to stomach, but its nauseating nature is key to its function. The principle is that “healthy” stools can be used to recolonise the gut with beneficial bacteria, which would outcompete the C. diff bacteria. It makes scientific sense, as it is believed that antibiotics removing good bacteria may provide C. difficile with the perfect environment in which to thrive in the first place.

Dr MacConnachie from Gartnavel General Hospital in Glasgow has carried out 20 faecal transplant procedures since 2003. “Ultimately all the patients I’ve treated, bar one, has got rid of their C. difficile,” he said. This huge success rate, albeit from a small sample size, is not unheard of. A study in America reported a 90% success rate across 100 patients.

The procedure involves blending a relative’s stool sample in a household blender with some salt water, and then filtering the mixture through a coffee filter. The fluid is then poured into the stomach through a nasogastric tube, which is inserted through the nose, and passes into the stomach, where the bacteria can repoopulate the bowels.

Now if your gut reaction to that was sheer terror, then try not to crap yourself when you find out that this transplant may even be used to treat irritable bowel syndrome, diarrhoea, and constipation. The idea might be revolting to some, but for others who suffer from such illnesses, this may be a cheaper and more-effective therapy with much less side effects, aside from maybe loss of dignity. But now the question is – if a family member becomes ill with C. difficile or irritable bowel syndrome, would you give a crap?

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All Souls to release details of controversial library sale

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All Souls College will have to release information about the sale of the Kensal Rise Library building, in Willesden, London, to the private company Platinum Land Limited.

The library, owned originally by All Souls and operated by Brent Council, was shut down in 2011. Since then, there has been controversy over what was to become of the building. Whilst the Friends of Kensal Rise Library (FKRL) want the building, or at least a part of it, to be retained for community use as a library, it has been revealed, through a planning application to the council, that Platinum Land Limited plans to convert the building into flats.

The College had previously rejected a Freedom of Information request, submitted by Margaret Bailey, chair of FKRL, and Meg Howarth, a campaigner on behalf of the library.  Howarth then took the request to the Information Commissioner’s Office (ICO), an independent body established to uphold information rights in the public interest.

She told Cherwell that the request to the ICO was submitted, “Not only because the building is an Asset of Community Value and the public have a right to know about the disposal of the assets they value, but also because public bodies and charities, such as the college, should not have financial arrangements that need to be hidden from public scrutiny.”

She added, “It is important for campaigners to know what the backroom shenanigans of the deal were.”

The new planning terms for the library site compel PLL to provide a rent-free area for community use.The developer has offered three quarters of the ground floor for this purpose.

Members of FKRL have expressed disappointment at the result. Margaret Bailey, writing on the campaign’s website, said, “The amount of space is not of FKRL’s choosing. However, the FKRL’s Trustees agreed to accept it rather than jeopardise the chance of no space at all for a library and a community area – sadly, a real, potential outcome”.

An All Souls spokesman reiterated the lengths and efforts the college had gone to ensure that some space was retained as a library for community use, whilst being under no obligation to do so, and expressed hope that the release of these documents and subsequent approval by the Planning Committee would spell the end of this ongoing issue. He said, “The College will be happy to supply the documents in accordance with the ICO mandate by the deadline of the 8th of April”.

Should Oxford students be concerned by rising housing costs?

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A recent study, by Lloyds Bank, found that Oxford is now Britain’s most expensive city to buy a home in, when house prices are compared to local wages. The average home in Oxford now costs over 11 times the average local wage, compared to 5.8 times in the country as a whole. To add to this, house prices in Oxford have grown by over 5% in the last year alone.

It may then come as a surprise to students living in rented accommodation in Oxford that they inhabit the highest valued property in the country, when local incomes are taken into account. Indeed, the establishment of the Oxford Tenants’ Union in February, organised by students, demonstrates that many continue to be dissatisfied with their landlords. High property values, in the city, do not seem to have translated into well-maintained houses, despite students paying more.

Thankfully, the cost of renting a house in Oxford is not rising as quickly as the cost of buying a home. However, Oxford is still becoming an increasingly expensive city for students to live in. It goes without saying that spending more money on rent means students have less money to spend elsewhere. Furthermore, for many Oxford students their year outside of college-owned accommodation proves to be the most expensive one of their course.  

Rising rents in Oxford could also lead to potential access problems, if rent costs increase beyond what some students can reasonably afford. But, in truth, this is problem potential students are unlikely to know of, when they apply.

There are number of reasons why housing costs in Oxford are increasing so rapidly. It has be acknowledged a large number of disproportionately wealthy students looking for expensive properties to is a factor in this. But as causes go this is a fairly constant one, with Oxford students on average less wealthy, now, than in the past.

What seems to be driving the current increase in housing costs is a burgeoning commuter class. This group lives in Oxford, but works in London where salaries are far higher. Those who have been on the Oxford Tube in the early morning or the late evening will have realised quite how big this group is. Consequently, growing house prices in Oxford can be seen as a manifestation of a shortage of affordable homes in the capital.

The effect of rising housing costs has been an ongoing process of ‘gentrification’, particularly in traditionally poorer areas of Oxford, such as Cowley. This has already happened in certain parts of Oxford, like Jericho, and is now set to occur in the city as a whole. Even before recent rises in housing prices Oxford was not a cheap place to live, with a lot of the lower paid already forced to live outside of the city and commuting in to work. Now, growing housing costs are increasingly pricing out even local middle class families.

The obvious answer to this problem may seem to be to build more affordable homes within the city, but in Oxford this is not easily done. The city already has well-defined limits.  Oxford is surrounded by green belt land, with an extensive part of that land being part of a flood plain which could not be built on – even if the desire to do so existed. Furthermore, the ring road surrounding Oxford acts as an additional barrier to expansion.

The choice that exists in Oxford then is whether to build more homes in the city’s existing area, potentially turning ‘the city of dreaming spires’ into the ‘city of dreaming apartment blocks’.  

It is easy to perceive Oxford as a ‘student’ city, given the importance of the University to its identity. However, as a group, students are comparatively well-protected from rising housing costs. It is typical for many students to spend only a year of their course living outside of college-owned accommodation, which offers some measure of protection against rising housing costs. Local people have none of these protections, and as a result are increasingly being priced out of the city. The solution to this problem, however, does not lie in Oxford but in alleviating housing pressures from London. Until good quality and affordable homes are built in London, people will continue to search outward for them in Oxford and elsewhere.

Pain-Free Booze

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Imagine a typical heavy night out, followed by the head-ringing, retching regret of the next day. What if there was the option of pleasure without the pain? This is the promise that controversial neuropharmacologist Professor David Nutt hopes to fulfil, with recent news that he has developed possible ‘alcohol substitutes’ with none of the after-effects or toxicity of alcohol itself. Naturally, this could be a boon to students. No more staggering into a tutorial hungover (or still plain drunk), as well as the reassuring sense that you are no longer hammering your body when you drink.

Prof. Nutt points out that in our health-conscious age it is surprising we prefer to largely brush off alcohol’s harmful effects. Drinking heavily causes 2.5 million deaths worldwide each year, largely through systemic organ damage, but also by increasing incidences of violent or risky behaviour. Never mind the risk, alcohol shows no signs of losing popularity, as a glance at any British city centre past 9pm ably demonstrates.

An effective substitute would mimic effects of the widespread inhibitory ‘GABA’ neurotransmitter system in the brain, thereby dampening activity and causing relaxation. Alcohol also yields increased serotonin and dopamine levels, which give a short-term pleasurable buzz but possibly result in long-term addiction. There are multiple subsystems in the brain, so an alternative could manipulate these to give equivalent pleasurable effects without causing aggression, memory loss or addiction.

So, we have a seemingly elegant solution to the problem that alcohol causes both for individuals and societies. What’s the view of Nutt himself? “I have identified five compounds… [I] need to test them to see if people find the effects as pleasurable as alcohol. The challenge is to prepare the new drink in a fashion that makes it as tasty and appealing…in the form of a cocktail, so I foresee plenty of different flavours.” There will surely be no shortage of willing volunteers for experimentation – but concerns have been raised, not least that the professor could be tactically chasing headlines to gain funding.

A key point is that providing a ‘harmless’ alternative to alcohol, quickly reversed by an antidote, is a simplistic solution to our bingeing problem. “We should focus on what is going wrong in our drinking culture rather than swapping potentially one addictive substance for another.” So suggests Emily Robinson of the charity Alcohol Concern.

The next few years could prove fruitful for Prof. Nutt’s research (and our livers), but it’s safe to say that the alcohol industry’s input will be another matter altogether…

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Archaeology: Belongs in a Museum?

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The popular perception of Archaeology seems to fluctuate between bearded men knee-deep in brown sludge or rummaging in dusty museum cabinets, and the boulder-dodging, snake-throwing and Nazi-bashing antics of a certain Dr Jones. Not helped by this image, many on an academic or policy-making stage deem it “unscientific” and unworthy of diligent study beyond recreational dalliances with a metal-detector. It is perhaps not surprising then that Archaeology, along with other Humanities and Social Science subjects, has seen its governmental funding cut across the UK in recent years. You might be forgiven for thinking then that Archaeology as a prominent subject is something confined to the Temple of Doom. However, a closer look demonstrates the prominent role Archaeology still plays in the public interest, media, economy, politics, ethics and environmental understanding of global society.

Look at the BBC news page, or the science page of any reputable newspaper, in any given week and you will see at least one story directly related to Archaeology. Ranging from the discovery of new human ancestors to the dragging of a shipwreck from the ocean floor, these stories demonstrate the constant demand for Archaeology in the media and public eye. The tenfold increase in visitors to Leicester Cathedral after the ‘discovery’ of Richard III, increased worldwide travel to the British Museum following the display of the Staffordshire hoard, and a plethora of BBC and Channel 4 documentaries on Ancient Egypt, Prehistoric Britain and a huge variety of other topics, indicate the substantial economic and popular potential of Archaeology beyond the Lost Ark. Indeed, while the Chinese superpower has criticised the waning authority of the UK, it retains admiration for the wealth of our heritage that draws many Chinese tourists to make thousand mile round trips each year.

However, perhaps more importantly, Archaeology has important practical lessons for our own society that policy-makers often fail to appreciate. For example, while many squabble over whether humans are or are not causing climate change, Archaeology has demonstrated time and time again that climate has changed, and climate will change, significantly at high frequencies independent of human influence. The study of the successes and failures of our own species when faced with these changes arguably provides a better repository for public money than the political point scoring soon to be further funded by an increase of MP wages. As a wise man with a whip once said, the 200,000 years of our past represents a very long story, “better hurry up or you won’t get to hear it.”

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Tony Benn: The strange death of socialist England

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A great piece of political irony is that Lenin, perhaps the most aggressive of Left Wing figures, wrote a pamphlet in 1920 condemning socialist parties on the Ultra Left who refused to compromise with any parties further to the right, even if they had shared goals. Indeed, in his writing on 1920s Britain, he argues against the suggestions of radical trade unions and communist movements to break up the Labour party, but rather emphasised the need for cooperation against Conservative reaction. And although Tony Benn has enjoyed a great deal of public popularity (a 2003 BBC poll ranked him as the most trusted politician), to me he has always been the extreme left wing leader Lenin had in mind; he has never been one to compromise. Benn will rightly long be remembered as a bastion of the working classes and a fiercely dedicated proponent of British socialism, but for the Left, it is unfortunate that this doggedness has prevented any major political success and that no figure has emerged to take over on the mantel.

I had the good fortune to meet Tony Benn as an old man. Despite his 86 years, he still had a fading aura of grandeur about him. Aided by the beauty of the surroundings of Christ Church meadow, the quirks and anecdotes that made his public image so charming were resplendent, not least his iconic pipe, which he refilled twice. He spoke eloquently, wrote voraciously and was a constant champion of the poor and dispossessed. His diaries are some of the most important personal records of left wing struggles in the 20th century; perhaps only Orwell, Serge and Trotsky are above him.

Yet to me, despite his apparent enthusiasm for the causes he propounded, when I spoke to him there was always something slightly strange, even robotic about his answers. The closer we came to talking about contemporary events, the more his answers turned into mere generalizations and platitudes such as “global opposition to the status quo” and “now is the time for a change in society”. When pressed for specific examples, he retreated into a narrative of the Labour party’s record of socialism, such as the building of the welfare state and the NHS. To me, he seemed to be more concerned with grand changes and he was less interested in the details and tactics, telling me, “some change will be created by ordinary people, while some will of course be created by institutional and legislative changes… the ordinary people have always played a key role in achieving social justice.” Perhaps it was this obsession with the concept of change rather than the details of change itself that denied him any political success.

After all, although Benn fought so hard to lead a life of true public service, the question remains – what did he actually do? The unfortunate answer is that Tony Benn’s parliamentary career lacks any significant legislative achievement, and what he did outside Westminster to help left wing causes in his speeches, writings and activism, he negated with his divisiveness and apparent determination to drag the Labour party away from ever being electable. It’s not for nothing that he claimed he left Parliament to leave “more time for politics.” He was a theorist rather than a tactician.

Perhaps one of the reasons he was so loved and respected is that, maybe because of the political firebrand and iconoclast figure he presented and because of this preoccupation with theory rather than practice, he never got his hands on the levers of real power. On all political causes he fought for (with the curious exception or his fight to renounce his hereditary peerage) he eventually lost. He bitterly opposed European integration; which he lost. He stood for Deputy Leader of the dysfunctional labour party in 1981; and lost. He played a major role in Michael Foots 1983 campaign; which lost, and lost him his seat. He turned his attentions to supporting the miner’s strikes against Thatcher; which lost. He was most famous recently as the Leader of the Stop The War campaign, and admirable movement that was a leading force against Western folly and imperialism in Iraq; which also lost.

He has oft been contrasted with Tony Blair, and in many ways they are polar opposites. Whilst Blair was responsible for Labour abandoning its commitment to industry nationalisation, Benn condemned it. Whilst Blair courted the right wing press and flattered Rupert Murdoch, Benn denounced it, earning him the title of “the most dangerous man in Britain” from the Daily Mail. In essence, Benn was about the radical transformation of the British society, Blair was about getting elected.

Yet Blair was in many ways a reaction to Benn. Traumatised and heavily disillusioned by 17 years of successive defeats and Conservative power, he appeared as a fresh, modernizing alternative to what many considered the “looney left,” with Benn as its chief representative. Had Labour been elected in the 1980’s, as it may have been without Benn, Blair’s initiatives would have been unthinkable for the party. The implicit riposte from Blair to Benn was that Labour could never change society without being in power.

And this is what brings about a sad coda to Tony Benn’s death. With him gone, and no heir apparent, there is no longer a great socialist figure to argue for a lasting, fundamental change in British society. Socialism had in Tony Benn its most eloquent advocate with a large national and public esteem; now it has the odd Politics Professor or Trade Union leader. In the 20th century, Parliament was a place where great theories of history – liberalism, conservatism and socialism – battled for hearts and minds. Politics since then has become the politics of how best to continue the legacy of Thatcherism. Sure, there will be quibbles over the small details; Chancellor and Shadow will argue over whether the rich should have a 50p or 45p tax rate, but no one will ever again argue for the nationalisation of the commanding heights of the economy. The great confrontation of 20th century British politics dies with Tony Benn.

Interview: Eagulls

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Eagulls are angry. After controversial Halloween costumes, anti-establishment lyrics, and one particularly pissed off letter, it’s quite clear this Leeds native quintet are not just another skinny jeans donning, mop topped indie boy band here to talk about chasing girls and fucking around. They’re punk, in every natural sense of the word, right down to frontman George Mitchell’s initial interview mumble, later converted into a John Lydon-esque insightful commentary. Two weeks after the release of their self-titled debut album, we talk about the record, punk, Mitchell’s list of annoying stuff, and people who dress as smurfs (unsurprisingly, the last two are not mutually exclusive).

The origin of Eagulls is simple. “It derives from feelings about everyday life.” But for Mitchell, daily thoughts extend further than how many sugars to add to his tea. Top track ‘Yellow Eyes’ is “about [his] views on institution and religion. I think a lot of other people share my views.” But true to form, “It’s quite a brash sort of sounding song.”

Eagulls have been celebrated for their no-nonsense, hard, guitar driven music, whilst maintaining listenability. Music journos have labelled it “melodic punk”, much to the easily fired chagrin of the frontman, who dislikes the term.

Following the success of all-female punkers Savages and garage rock duo Drenge, Eagulls have released their debut into the perfect environment of a punk comeback. But unsurprisingly, Mitchell disagrees. “I don’t think it ever ever went away. It’s just one of those things where people are only allowed to hear what they’re given. The music industry might let punk disappear off the radar a bit, and even now, it’s not trendy and it’s not cool, but I think people see its importance a lot more.”

Mitchell believes the reason for punk’s importance has changed. “It’s more like a format for creativity. I think people will say that punk is the inspiration of writing or making art. When it came out in ’76 it was a lot more important because it was a bigger shock.”

“But nowadays I could walk into the shopping centre and set myself on fire, and it wouldn’t really disturb too many people. They would forget about it in about a week anyway.” I ask about Mitchell’s morbid assumption. “Back then, if you did something memorable then people would remember it, but I honestly think now that there’s nothing that can stand out anymore. Modern day living’s a lot faster paced. That’s why people keep, not regurgitating genres, but taking inspiration from them, and using them as a tool for their voice.” And this is no less true for Eagulls. “I love all kinds of music. I listen to all sorts of music; I don’t just listen to and get inspired by punk. I take more inspiration from everyday life; seeing things and hearing things, but we use the punk sound as a channel for it to come out.”

Last year, Mitchell revealed to the world that music is not his only outlet for self expression. An open letter was posted on the band’s blog, dissing “beach bands sucking each other’s dicks,” who “become known to the music industry heads due to the fact you are girls or have girls in your band.” Those were some of the nicer quotes. Despite now making it a closed letter, Mitchell appears to have no regrets about voicing his opinions on the music industry over blogspot. “Every day I write something, either weird, witty or truthful. And that day I had a little bit more time than usual, so I decided to take a picture of [the letter] and put it online. A lot of people took a lot of interest, which was very strange. The strangest part is the way others gained attention from it, for their own music blogs and things like that.”

And he’s still as annoyed. “That was about a year ago, so there’s now probably more stuff that annoys me just as much. Everyday something aggravates me; and I just add it onto the list. That list is probably huge now. I don’t know where it is, I should have kept it; framed it and given it to someone.”

That’s not the only bit of attention from controversy the band have attracted in recent times. In 2012, they dressed as Peter Sutcliffe and his victims for a Halloween performance. “We all think that when you dress up for Halloween, it should be scary, it should be grim.” But why such a shock factor? “Who doesn’t dress to shock for Halloween? There are a lot of people in Leeds everyday who dress as smurfs. All they do is just drink alcohol and follow the Lad Bible. They’re just as bad as Peter Sutcliffe in my eyes. I despise those people. They have such a great opportunity in life to do well; they’re at university and should be studying, doing things they can gain from in life, and yet they just paint themselves blue and decide to drink and be vile towards women. They’re idiots basically.” Charming.

They may be difficult to please, but if you put the time into their punk rock, it will pay off. So don’t dress as a smurf, don’t be in a beach band (especially if you’re a girl), and if Eagulls decide to set themselves on fire in your local shopping centre, don’t blink.  

Review: The Failed Anthology

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The Failed Novelist Society has been holding weekly meetings around Oxford since its inception at 2am on Friday of 8th week, Michaelmas 2005, when the members of a post-bop gathering realised that they had all, without exception, tried to write a novel at some point in their childhood. A brief history of the collective is given in Selena Wisnom’s adroit prose and forms the anthology’s introduction.

Failed novelists, according to the introduction, do not need to have failed in any formal sense of the world, although the fact they rely on meeting each other in coffee shops for critical appraisal suggests they have not yet reached a wide audience. Their existence is validated by a quotation from successful author Zadie Smith: “All novelists are failed novelists, even the published ones, because no novel will ever live up to the expectations we set ourselves.” Wisnom teases out the ideas behind the group with assured tricolons: “What is important is humility, not to take ourselves too seriously, and to keep on failing. The café we started in failed too, shutting down twice since we left.”

Her introduction is promising, spanning years with humility and humour worthy of David Nicholls, but the final sentence lets it down: “Almost everyone in Oxford seems to have had precocious dreams of novelistic grandeur at some point in their lives. Whether they come to Failed Novelists or not depends on whether they mind failing at it as part of the process, whether they can risk laughing at themselves, whether they can allow themselves to waste time playing games like the cosmopolitan wasp gloated incrementally homewards.” The clunkiness of this simile masks a deeper flaw in the anthology. 

The idea that (broadly) undergraduates can or should consider themselves ‘burnt out’ seeps into most of the prose in this collection, and is symptomatic of an awareness of form (creative writing) and situation (unpublished, in Oxford) that permeates and, to my mind, vitiates the anthology. Fiction should be original and it should make this originality seem effortless; creativity should betray nothing of the self-referential cynicism of Overheard in Oxford. When the authors in the Failed Anthology talk about the fact that they are writers, failed and at Oxford, the illusion is shattered and any sense of originality is lost.

A review of a ‘failed anthology’ could be expected to take one of two trajectories. Either the author could rally against its unassuming title, eking out the jewels buried within its pages and simultaneously complimenting the editor and contributors on their modest choice of name. Alternatively, the reviewer could portray the title as laughably accurate, tragically reflecting the meritless works it unites in one volume.

The book heralds itself as a failure and it is easy for the lazy reviewer to evaluate the book’s claim in a self-referential way, referring to the fact that the book’s title has attempted review itself and then draw on the book’s self-awareness in a self-aware way, in order to elicit a wry smile from the reader. In reality, these approaches would fall into the same trap that The Failed Anthology does.

The first piece of writing following the introduction is a numbered list extolling the virtues of numbered lists. Occasionally, a successful turn of phrase brought Emma Levinkind’s BuzzFeed style take-down of BuzzFeed back from the brink, and its transition into narrative is undeniably clever. But the problem remains: its author is looking for wry smiles instead of just smiles, and this persists throughout.

The focus is on a punchline-style delivery, particularly in the first entries. This can be traced back to the format of the group: a writers’ group means that the work is read out, and the listener is carried along with the author’s diction instead of taking his or her time to allow the eye to linger on certain sentences or words. This is an understandable but regrettable feature of much of the humour of the anthology: it relies on absurdity or cadence rather than situation. The sudden introduction of a South Pacific tuna in an oral delivery of Alexander Newton’s ‘A tale of Koholeth and Lucifer’  would certainly provoke a chuckle of surprise, but on paper it smacks of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and undermines the story’s intriguing opening. Newton wears his influences on his sleeve: the diabolical cat has more than a touch of Bulgakov’s Behemoth in The Master and Margarita.

Elsewhere, Colin Smith’s ‘The Stone’ has a sting in the tail reminiscent of Roald Dahl. That is, if Roald Dahl were to obnoxiously transliterate regional accents and create slimy protagonists who qualify their description of busty barwoman Nancy with, ‘whose sweet scent and moistness lingered yet upon my mouth, hands and parts too numerous to mention’. The distasteful, clichéd thoughts of Smith’s protagonist would be understandable if they did not compare so incongruously with his elegant, skilful and syntactically elaborate opening.

As always when reviewing, it is easier to be negative than to be positive. No single piece of writing in this anthology is entirely devoid of merit, it is perhaps because of fleeting moments of transportation that I felt so disappointed by heavy-handedness.

The contributions from Ariel Sydney, Rebecca Roughan, Luke Rollason and Frank Lawton are almost completely flawless. Sydney in particular provides much needed respite from the anthology’s British focus. Her short story, Sunset Boulevard, is conversational but devoid of punchline. It is colloquial but with a lightness of touch that betrays talent and self-restraint, inserting us effortlessly into LA and the drunken teenage anecdote of the author’s adolescence. Roughan similarly sticks to what she knows, with prose that flows without a hitch. Instead of reading with eyes half closed, afraid to skip ahead in case the illusion is shattered by an awkward expression or clanging cliché, the reader is delighted and ensconced by Roughan’s prose.

It is these flashes of brilliance that redeem the anthology from the brink of failure. These successes demonstrate that nothing – story, poem, novelist, anthology – can ever entirely fail.

Debate: ‘I Too Am Oxford’ and ‘We Are All Oxford’

Tyler Alabanza-Behard, former Chair of OUSU’s Campaign for Racial Awareness and Equality, writing in favour of “I, Too, am Oxford”

Outside of the University community, it is a show of solidarity to our brothers and sisters at Harvard College; on our own shores, it offers encouragement to students of colour at both Cambridge and SOAS, who have since published their own versions.  Within Oxford, the campaign provides a rare safe space for BME students to share incidents of racism and insensitivity. Looking at the images, one glimpses at the lived experience; the narrative untold when we smile politely for prospectus photos. With its twin focus also on the affirmation of racial identity, the campaign asserts the message that though we, as students of colour, are insufficiently represented at Oxford, this is our home too, and we deserve to be seen and heard. At a university like our own, this is not a moment that comes along often, and therefore the organisers of “I, Too, Am Oxford” (ITAO) deserve tremendous credit. 

Yet it is when we consider the unique beauty of ITAO that we unveil the haphazard ugliness of ‘We Are All Oxford’ (WAAO).  Though WAAO ‘aims’ not to ‘work against’ ITAO – because of their shared form and similar titles, the two exist in direct dialogue. However the dialogue instigated by WAAO is neither appropriate nor meaningful. Instead of truly engaging with the crucial issues raised by ITAO, the counter-campaign hijacks a conversation about race and seeks to assuage its message by trumpeting supposedly-impressive access statistics. Beyond this, WAAO embarrasses itself with its lack of diversity. Even if it may have good ‘intentions’, it has the effect and impact impact of white folks commandeering or even rewriting the expressive power of ITAO. A legitimate counter-campaign, on the other hand, would have ensured that the diversity of its participants matched that of ITAO. 

With its saccharine, Helen Lovejoy logic (“think of the children!’’), WAAO also patronises the prospective applicants for whom it is intended. It fears that ITAO will ‘discourage’ BME students from applying, but that’s not an argument I can at all purchase. Many race and privilege conscious applicants will in fact be inspired by the work of ITAO; check Black Twitter if you want proof. In its existence, ITAO makes visible that there are a large number of students who are not only committed to addressing racism, but are also unafraid to hold the University to account in the process. For the many young adults already engaged in social justice work pre-university, ITAO advertises Oxford as a place where students of colour – underrepresented though we may be – actively push back against institutional inequality.  And that’s a good thing. 

Alexandra Wilson, Organizer of “We Are All Oxford”

We decided to respond to the ‘I, Too, Am Oxford’ campaign because we feel that the University of Oxford has been misrepresented in the media. Our main concern is that the campaign’s negative portrayal of an ethnic minority student’s experience at the university will discourage prospective ethnic minority students from applying. One of the ways in which we can combat individuals’ misguided perceptions is by improving access for ethnic minorities, something we feel the University of Oxford tries to do.

However, a campaign only highlighting the negative experiences of BME students has the potential to deter people from applying. We all agree that the ‘I, Too, Am Oxford’ campaign brought up some very serious issues that do need to be voiced and challenged. None of us believe that racism should ever be tolerated. We would like to emphasise that we do not aim to undermine the original campaign and we are not working against them. We acknowledge that racism exists at the University of Oxford and it needs to be challenged, but we believe that the university is working hard to tackle these prejudices and misguided perceptions.

Our aim is to present the full picture. In response to criticism of our campaign as ‘diluting’ the original message we would like to clarify that we all fully support the original intentions of ‘I Too Am Oxford’. It is important that people feel able to voice their negative experiences and there are many ways this can be achieved within the university, as well as externally through the media – as the campaign chose to do. Many of the people who have taken part in the ‘We Are All Oxford’ response have been subject to racial abuse (including myself). We just want people to recognize that Oxford does not encourage or tolerate it, and this type of ignorance is not representative of the institution. Unfortunately, we will find racism across England and we all agree that we need to challenge the offenders.

However, we believe that it is important for us to emphasise that it is ignorant individuals at the university rather than the university culture. Racism is not more prevalent at the University of Oxford than elsewhere and the university is working hard to actively tackle it. We do not want to dilute the message that racism is a problem that needs to be voiced and challenged. However, we do want to emphasise that the majority of ethnic minority students studying here will not be consistently made to feel ‘different and othered’.