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Edinburgh DO: not just a bunch of hippies

I’m engaged in a long-distance love affair with Edinburgh (having worked at the Fringe in the summer) and got the excuse to visit again in the form of the Edinburgh DO, a “skills-sharing collective” lasting three days. Never mind that I didn’t really know what a skills-sharing collective was (having never knowingly been to one before) – the website looked interesting, I was bored, and the word Edinburgh was in the title. Standing at a bus stop in Birmingham City Centre (anyone living in the south shudders) at 6.30am (all except rowers blanch) in four inches of snow and a freezing cold wind (who wouldn’t be shivering,) I couldn’t help but feel I might have made a rash decision. In the coldest March for over fifty years, was it really a good idea to travel 300 miles further north to attend an event at which I knew less than a handful of people?

As I really didn’t know what to expect, I arrived at the DO with an entirely open mind (a pretty rare occurrence), which proved both necessary and sufficient for the weekend. The website promised “a space to share zany ideas and collaborate on new initiatives”. What this boiled down to was an attempt to inspire and support change (however big or small) and have a good time doing it. Straight away, I can wholeheartedly confirm it fulfilled this promise. Words like “sustainability”, “environmentally-friendly”, “community”, “freedom from oppression” and “rights” littered the pages of description of the many workshops and activities that were being offered. Whilst most of us are aware of these concepts, the difference here was the focus on DO-ing rather than sitting around complaining. The creator of the event explained, “young people are passionate and bold and creative. We want to take hold of the direction of our future and this is an opportunity to learn new skills, gain confidence and make new links for collaboration.”

The sheer number and variety of workshops offered something for everyone; here is but a small cross-section. The braver and more intrepid (or masochistic) ventured out into the cold to learn to forage, help build a roof-top garden or transform an area of wasteland close to the castle. For those interested in activism and demonstrations, there was legal observer training and a ‘know your rights’ workshop with the Green and Black Cross. Rhythms of Resistance London, a politically-orientated samba band, and Rebel Clowning shared music and skills as well as explaining how it can be beneficial to change the mood of a demonstration in the face of confrontation with the police. There was ‘flash mob singing’ and an acting workshop. You could learn to make your own solar panels, or how to repair and maintain your bike with the Bike Station. I found the latter particularly useful, having been woefully ignorant of the workings of all things two-wheeled for the last couple of years, despite riding a bike virtually every day. Eighteen-pound puncture repairs, no more! 

Food-orientated activities – always good in my book – included the laying out of a mandala, a spiritually-significant pattern from the Hindu and Buddhist traditions, comprising solely of items salvaged from local grocers that would otherwise have gone in the skip. This provided enough ingredients to feed, or rather stuff full, more than a hundred people at the dinner on Saturday. The menu was the following: a salad with beetroot, carrot, spinach and orange; Bombay potatoes with parsnips; green vegetable curry; red lentil dhal; aubergine chutney and for good measure for afters, a banana and apple cake with red fruit sauce. All for free. Interestingly, the food was all vegan; it was actually very tasty. That’s not to say I didn’t get the dairy munchies and consume an entire block of cheese in one sitting on the Monday. As far as I’m aware, no-one died from eating the dinner (even if they did, we’d all signed a disclaimer in the morning). Volunteers from Bristol Food Cycle had come up to lead this mammoth task. Food Cycle groups around the UK redirect food that is thrown out by food retailers (more often than not due to overstocking) to be used to cook free vegetarian meals once a week for people in the local community.  Putting aside the fact that as impecunious students we all love a cheap meal, there’s plenty of food for thought (excuse the pun).

When mentioning the DO to friends, I’ve had the inevitable questions: Have I become a hippie? Am I going to join a commune? No, and no. The fact is I’ve never felt more welcomed by a group despite knowing virtually no-one. The idea behind it all, that we each have something to teach others, and that we’re better off co-operating (that highly novel concept), makes complete sense to me and I suspect to most. However, it wasn’t all worthy do-gooding.  Breaks were filled with music and circus skills, again with the most experienced always happy to teach. The final night Ceilidh was my first and it was so much fun I wouldn’t mind if it was my last. It was frenetic, (overly-)enthusiastic, exuberant and spontaneous, with everyone collapsed in a heap on the floor, red-faced and sweaty, by the end. Even the background slide show of the activities was powered by people cycling on bicycles.

Perhaps the most exciting thing was the feeling that the DO was also a springboard for the spreading of ideas for future projects. The weekend provided a hub to bring together like-minded people to collaborate and brainstorm. ‘Pollination sessions’ were held at lunchtime at which people could advertise a proposal for a project and meet in groups to discuss how to take it forwards. These sessions ran alongside ‘How-Tos’: how to set up a workers’ co-operative, run environmental education workshops or set up a community skill-share to enable people to realise their ideas.

I hope, and would not be surprised, to see other DOs springing up around the country. Of course, the growth of ethical and sustainable awareness has been going on for some time, but it was the coming together that felt really valuable. We spend years looking for something to be really passionate about, and it was clear that many of the DO-ers had not only already found that something, but also a desire to share it, which is central to their ethos.

Review: New Girl Season Two

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At the end of the first season of New Girl, we were largely left where we started, with the four central characters all back in the apartment. Nick had decided to stay rather than move out with his ex-girlfriend Caroline. Jess was recovering from her break-up with older man Russell. Schmidt had ended things with Cece and had his penis broken. Yes, that’s right. He broke his penis.

Several months down the line and we rejoin the friends after a period of healing. In the first episode, Relaunch, Schmidt decides to host a danger-themed party to reaffirm his ‘personal brand’ now that his penis cast is off. Jess is made redundant from her teaching job and tries her hand at being a shot-girl for the evening, to limited effect. Schmidt goes out of his way to impress Cece, who arrives at the party with new boyfriend, Robbie. 

The seeds for some of this season’s key narrative arcs are established in the first episode. In the next weeks, Jess will have to come to terms with her unemployment, Schmidt must suppress his infatuation with Cece, and Nick’s protective instinct towards Jess will continue to grow. This is a season in which many supporting cast members will come and go. But the core of New Girl is immutable: Schmidt, Nick, Winston and Jess muddling along in their warped little loft world. 

My relationship with the New Girl characters is difficult to define. Frequently they annoy me: they’re overly loud, melodramatic and barely believable. Yet I have an affection for them which keeps me tuning in. Many criticisms of the show seem to stem from Zooey Deschanel’s image as a manic pixie dream girl, and while this does appear to be her default setting, it is an unfair judgement. Her character, Jessica Day, is more nuanced than that. Sure, Jess is super optimistic and ‘quirky’. But she also gets low sometimes, is wholly dedicated to her profession and is a reliable friend. Could I tolerate her company for more than thirty minutes? No. But she’s an almost-plausible human.

The biggest laughs, however, come from her male flatmates: Schmidt, Nick and Winston. Schmidt is a corporate narcissist whose overinflated sense of his own brilliance manifests itself in naivety. Winston is an anxiety-riddled ex-professional basketball player who mediates the group. Nick is a grouchy barman with crushingly low self-confidence. Every time he and Jess have an intimate conversation, I fear that they will end up kissing. This has seemed like a foregone conclusion since the pilot episode, and I desperately hope New Girl can resist the fulfilment of this romantic cliché.

Although it would be impossible to definitively say which of the characters is the lead, the show certainly does not favour Winston, who for the most part continues to be restricted to subplots. In a moment of introspection, Schmidt analyses the characters’ unique brands. ‘Winston,’ he says, ‘your brand is Winston.’ Although I have appreciated how New Girl’s gradual development of Winston’s character has made him a more complex and intriguing persona, I think it is a shame that he remains the character we have got to know the least. Lamorne Morris is a talented comic actor, and deserves greater attention from the show’s writers. 

The opening episode of season two of New Girl is on a par with the quality viewers had come to expect from the first. It’s certainly still amusing, if not always laugh-out-loud funny. The fact is, there is almost no distinction between the first and second season of New Girl, and disappointingly, Relaunch falls back on New Girl’s staple devices: Jess talks like an old time gal, Nick gets shouty, and some combination of the cast break into ridiculous song and dance. Rather than treading new ground, the coming episodes reinforce the lacklustre but comforting repetitivity which New Girl has by the bucketload. 

Oxford Student newspaper to close

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The Oxford Student newspaper is set to close by popular demand. The decision was announced in the OxStu itself last month, but it appears no one had seen the announcement until this morning.

The OxStu editorial team released a short statement, which read: “It is with regret that we terminate this publication with immediate effect. OUSU have generously supported our publishing for some years, but we feel now is the right time to put the money to better use.

“We are sorry to disappoint our mothers, who have read what we print every week. If students want to stay informed next term we would encourage them to turn to our more experienced colleagues at Cherwell.”

The OxStu is well known as a source of combustible material for log fires, and as a provider of lavatory paper. Copies have also proved useful for drying wet shoes, and for papier mâché.

Previous editors of the paper have included Viv Richards (cricketer) and Paul Chuckle (CBBC). Distribution began in 1992 and its famous exclusives included the “St Hilda’s yogurt scandal” and “OUCA: Bunch of Wankers”.

The Cherwell tried to interview people disappointed with the announcement, but no one was available. One student commented, “The OxWho?”

Those confused by the news were referred to today’s date.

Anya Hindmarch A/W13 at London Fashion Week

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London Fashion Week takes itself awfully seriously nowadays. Once the place for relatively unknown designers hoping to make it to Paris or New York, the rise of British labels from Mulberry to L’Wren Scott has made London – now dubbed the fashion capital of the world – the place to be. It’s also precipitated sleeker, lavisher shows (champagne flowed at Tom Ford; guests in dinner suits arrived in Bentleys). “We’ve gone very luxe,” says Mulberry’s creative director Emma Hill. There is certainly a place for luxury at fashion shows but, as designers strove to assert themselves as serious contenders in the fashion game, the sense of fun and playfulness which has always set British style apart from its European counterparts was absent from many of this year’s collections. 

 

Enter Anya Hindmarch. Described by Tatler as having “the biggest balls of anybody in the fashion industry”, her shows to date – think Louis XIV carousels and Victorian sweet shops – have never failed to thrill even the toughest of critics. This season the theme was ‘Cascade’: 50,000 dominos in 37 colours revealed the new collection of bags as they fell. It took 7,559 man hours to create and there were no rehearsals, making it Anya’s riskiest show to date. The result was breathtaking. 

 

It’s not difficult to see that the collection is inspired by colour: tasselled bags in bright greens and reds were placed alongside vintage inspired striped clutches, experimenting with colour and shading. Hindmarch took inspiration from the aesthetics of games to play with making the colours dramatic, fun and easy to wear; clutches feature domino spots and backgammon spokes. “The collection wasn’t so much inspired by me playing games,” she explained, “but by their graphics. The beauty of a backgammon board, say, and how it allows for the mix of three different colours.”

 

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Fashion moguls, journalists and bloggers were delighted by the spectacle. “The bags rose from beneath waves of colour and broke through domino mountains and the guests ooh-ed and aah-ed in time with the jaunty, slapstick music”, gushed Alice Olins in her review of the show on Anya’s World, which was inspired by ‘Mr Domino’: world record holder Robin Weijers, who builds art installations from hundreds of thousands of coloured dominos. 

 

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Hindmarch’s creativity even made it into the customary free gifts; in keeping with the playfulness of the collection, some of the guests were given ‘Anyagrams’ of their names which were made into bracelets. (Find your own Anyagram at anyagram.com – the results can be hilarious.) Once again she managed to pull off an extraordinary and wonderfully unpretentious show. This is a designer at the top of her game who deserves to be taken seriously. She summed up the essence of London Fashion Week at its best: “The show is about communicating who we are and I don’t like the idea of just being a slick fashion brand, I want to show our nutty British side too.” Hear hear, Anya. We can’t wait to see what you’ll come up with next.

 

Watch the Cascade here!

WORLD EXCLUSIVE: The Beatles to Reform!

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In what is being hailed as the year of the guitar band (yes, we know, that happens every year), the music world has been rocked by the announcement that the greatest guitar band in history will be returning to centre stage. Last night, Sir Paul McCartney announced that The Beatles, the best-selling musical group of all time, will be re-uniting for one last world tour.

Sir Paul said he was “overwhelmed and inspired” by the positive reaction of the recent Nirvana reunion of which he was a part, and that it was a combination of that and the success of the Let It Be West End musical, which features actors playing songs by The Beatles, that compelled him to reform the band. “It just felt like the timing was perfect, you know? What with it being the 50th anniversary of our first record” said McCartney. Just as Sir Paul filled in for Kurt Cobain, The Beatles now have two new members. Matt Bellamy, frontman of the hugely successful British rock band Muse, has been drafted in on lead guitar.

Sir Paul was gushing in his praise for the manic rockstar, saying “he’s a wonderfully talented musician, and a brilliant performer. His stage presence as much as anything will make this a great success”. Replacing the iconic figure of John Lennon was always going to be a struggle, but after months of soul-searching, McCartney opted for Pulp frontman Jarvis Cocker, whose forceful personality and cult hero status makes him, in McCartney’s eyes, a perfect fit. “A lot of people might be saying ‘why didn’t you pick someone from your era, wouldn’t they fit into the band better?’” he admitted. “And you know, I thought about Eric Clapton, I thought about David Bowie but in the end I decided that The Beatles have always been about reinventing ourselves and moving forward and I think Jarvis and Matt give us more relevance to the music scene and how it is today”.

Bellamy, never one to show overt modesty, claimed he was unsurprised to be chosen. “Look,” he said in a brief interview. “I’ve been called the Hendrix of my generation, and of course Sir Paul’s gonna want the best. Still though, it’s a huge honour. The Beatles redefined pop music, and I think it’s safe to say that Muse would not be what they are today without them”. Bellamy’s band certainly followed in the footsteps of The Beatles as they became another guitar band to leave British shores and become loved all around the world, and Bellamy’s prowess on the guitar has been lauded everywhere he’s been. Total Guitar named him “guitarist of the decade” in 2010 and Gigwise placed him at #19 in a list of the greatest guitarists of all time so it really shouldn’t come as too much of a surprise for him to be chosen to play lead guitar for the best band in history.

Last year Lennon was named as NME’s ultimate icon within the publications own lifetime. He was, therefore, for whoever stepped into his often controversial, but always self-depreciative shoes, always going to be a tough task to replace. In comparison to Bellamy, Cocker was more humble in his reaction to the news characterised by his own iconic drawl and dry sense of wit. The Pulp frontman has previously declared his love for the Beatles going on to say that “I haven’t named any kids after them but I still really love them”. The resemblance between Cocker and Lennon is remarkable, not just in appearances, with both becoming synonymous with their spectacles, notoriously floppy hair and shaggy beards, but also in their working class background and subsequent hero status, immortalised for Cocker most infamously in the Britpop anthem, ‘Common People’.

Talking about Britpop, Cocker remarks that you “cannot do a karaoke version of a social revolution”, in reference to the Beatles. He was, therefore, uncharacteristically, but understandably nervous, in his reaction to the news. “We elevate people to the status of heroes in order to let ourselves off the hook: ‘I’m just a mere mortal – I could never even dream of doing something like that’” he explains in relation to Lennon, but now it is time for Cocker to elevate himself from his already cult heroic status to that of the ‘ultimate icon’ in replacing Lennon. Unlike Bellamy, Cocker has already experienced the reunion tour circuit with his own band Pulp who were hailed as the ‘reunion of the decade’ after their sell-out and critically acclaimed 2011 tour. Hopefully this will aide Cocker in the role that has been placed upon his shoulders in what will surely be soon labelled the ‘reunion of the century.’

Ringo, who infamously called for his fans to stop sending him fan mail, and is known as the ‘quiet one’ in the Beatles, has admitted, in an exclusive interview with Cherwell earlier this week, that he had prophesised and secretly hoped for this reunion tour a long time ago, even amidst the controversial break-up of the band in 1970. The innocence of the Beatles in the early days is widely documented with McCartney reminiscing in a recent interview about the ‘good little band’ he formed, and recruited Ringo to, before Hamberg and the stardom they would inevitably be catapulted into.

Nevertheless, the ‘Fab Four’ were in it for the long haul and, as outlined in a recent BBC Four documentary on the early years of the band “it was too late for them; polite society would never allow them back in”. Pop music in the early 60s was rebellious, unruly and highly uncontrollable. Ringo highlights this sense of longevity present in the band, even in the early years, when he thought they’d “get married, and never split up”.

Even upon breaking up, Ringo was the first to suggest a reunion, another world tour, and a last coming together of what is arguably the greatest collective creative force the world has ever known. “I said let’s all meet up in the year 2000” Ringo remembers, “won’t it be strange when we’re all fully grown”. Although slightly overdue, it seems that the inevitable is here, and we are happy to report in a world exclusive that the Beatles are back, back to where they once belonged…

 

The Beatles tour commences at the legendary Fairpool Stadium, April 31st.

 

Review: The Syndicate

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We’ve all had one of those nights, maybe in Wahoo, or Parkend or even for those of you with more questionable standards, next to a kebab van, where you make an acquaintance, have a predictable (often slurred) conversation and maybe even swap numbers. But what if you wrote your number down? And what if the piece of paper you wrote it on was worth £72 million? 

This is one of the many dilemmas which Rose, Alan, Becky, Mandy and Tom have to face in the first instalment of BBC One’s The Syndicate. Kay Mellor’s creation has returned for a second series with a brand new syndicate comprising staff from St. Anthony’s Hospital. This isn’t just any old syndicate though, with the likes of Alison Steadman (Gavin and Stacey, Fat Friends), Mark Addy (Game of Thrones, The Full Monty) and Siobhan Finneran (aka O’Brien from Downton Abbey) making this a quality cast with clout. 

As usual, Mellor doesn’t scrimp on character development and the first episode of this series plunges us into the lives of the lucky five, hinting all the while that things are not quite as rosy as they look. Alan is a weed-growing, ex-alcoholic, Becky has a young daughter and too many expenses, and Becky’s mum Mandy, whilst the happiest NHS worker on record, has an abusive husband making her marriage miserable. 

What sets The Syndicate apart from other BBC drama is quite simply the writing. Mellor’s ability to take everyday people, make them convincing, make them interesting, and spin them together in such a way that within the space of an hour the audience are repeatedly and alternately laughing and crying is what really makes this programme the fantastic watch that it is. Don’t be fooled, this isn’t just a snapshot of everyday life. Everyone knows someone like ‘Fat Freda’ who works in the shop, and a laugh will be secured every time, but beyond this there are real questions being asked, like how much would your life really change? Is it fair to give bitter Helen a share in the winnings even though she left the syndicate? Would you still turn up for work the next day? And this is just the first episode!

In a similar way to the last series of The Syndicate, each week focuses on an individual from the group, with the second episode centring around Tom Bedford, who despite winning the lottery has still not got what he desires most: a baby. To complicate matters, Tom doesn’t know the whereabouts of his real father, who walked out on his mother and him when he was ten, and to make things worse, Tom’s closest friends get an attack of the green-eyed monster which reaches boiling point in the local pub. Amongst all of this, some of the gaps start to get filled in from the first episode, with scenes which will question any previous sympathy we might have had for bitter Helen and contain more hints of the extent of Mandy’s violent marriage to Steve. 

At just two episodes in, if you’re not already following The Syndicate it’s well worth catching up. The stage is set but there’s a lot more to come from Mellor’s latest set of winners for whom money certainly isn’t solving everything. I know I won’t be missing a minute…

The Syndicate is on BBC One, Tuesdays, 9pm.

Bank charges hit international students

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International students are hit by bank charges of up to £1,000 when paying tuition fees, according to TransferWise, a financial services company. However Oxford students have met their claims with scepticism and surprise. 

TransferWise claim, “The average self-financing undergraduate, paying tuition fees at £9,000, unwittingly pays £335 in hidden bank charges… MBA students fees [sic] are hit the worst with hidden charges potentially running upwards of £1,000.” 

Co-founder of TransferWise, Taavet Hinrikus said, “Whatever the banks’ marketing materials say, they do not offer international money transfers for free.  High street banks take around five per cent of the money transferred through the exchange rate – even when they claim ‘no fees’. 

“It’s outrageous that the banks are hoodwinking students like this – tuition fees are high enough. I’ve made it my mission to do to money transfer what Skype did to calls.” 

However, Oxford students reacted with scepticism and surprise to TransferWise’s claims. Liv Utvaer, a second-year lawyer at New College said, “I just assumed they charged me a bit, but never bothered to look into the exact amount.  Five per cent sounds like a lot.” 

Chrissie Yoon, a first-year Bio-chemist at Oriel commented, “Five per cent in context of the amount I pay for tuition is a considerable amount, and it’s unreasonable that I had absolutely no idea about it.” 

However, a survey conducted by TransferWise found that “eighty five per cent of those who made an international transfer in the last year significantly underestimated or simply don’t know how much they were charged.” 

The effects of bank charges hit some hard: Izabela Karasinska-Stanley, an international student at New College, was upset that as a result of poor bank exchange rates, “I have resorted to stealing money off my parents and eating home-grown potatoes because I am so poor.”

But some students have taken steps to avoid bank charges: Navjeev Singh, an Economics & Management student at St Peter’s, said, “It is quite a hefty fee.  So I pay everything from my UK bank account and avoid using my Singapore bank account as much as possible.  My allowance is given in pounds and kept in my UK account.  Five per cent is really high.”

Don’t blame universities for low state school admissions

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Here we go again. In The Independent on the 26th April, an article was published claiming that state school pupils are on average ‘likely to have two grades higher than private school pupils’ and thus revealing a bias amongst Russell Group universities against state school students. This comes from new research from Durham University which claims to show that not only do fewer state school pupils apply to Russell Group universities but those that do are less likely to be made offers.

Sadly, the first part of these ‘findings’, is hardly news. The second, whilst likely to be factually correct has been attributed to the university application system being inherently unfair, and this is what I take most issue with.

Each year, as Year 13s make their university applications, scandalous stories about excellent state school pupils being maltreated and disadvantaged suffocate the media and we are told that it is the Russell Group universities’ fault for not being sufficiently inclusive.

However, having come through the whole system myself, starting in the inner-city state school and ending up at one of these condemned universities I feel I can say with some confidence that the reason for the comparatively low number of state school students applying and being made offers does not lie with the university but with the government’s treatment of the state sector.  

Why, rather than continuously and excessively slamming our universities, are we not trying to equalize the starting point between state and private school pupils?

The main concern of Dr Vikki Boliver’s research appears to be that state school pupils are less likely to be made offers from Russell Group universities; if this is true, then the glaring reason behind it is not an institutional bias, but because state school pupils are less likely to be told how to write their personal statements, or prepared for the interview process that is required to be made an offer from many Russell Group universities.

Why is this? And who is to blame? Do not read this as a criticism of state schools themselves – my personal experience saw me getting into Oxford, and I received more help from my sixth form than I could have hoped for – but from having friends at other sixth forms and colleges I know I was lucky.

Still, I am loath to point the finger at state school teachers who are generally over-worked and too drowned in bureaucracy to spend extra, un-paid time, providing interview practice. No doubt the government’s £120m cuts to sixth form education in 2010 did not help matters.

This a problem which absolutely needs to be dealt with, but by pinning the blame on universities who choose the students who seem capable of completing the degree (as is in their interest), the real root cause is being glossed over. An article which states “Top universities really are biased in favour of private school pupils” is only going to further discourage capable state school students of applying.

In a standard state sixth form of 160 students, of vastly varying abilities, what teacher will have time to encourage that small handful of pupils who could apply. That is not to say the disparity in figures should not be talked about, but it must be approached in a way which tackles the actual problem that more time and money needs to be provided by the government to support state schools rather than taken away, just as the cost of going to university has sky-rocketed.

 This extra time and support is the key difference between state and private education, not the capability of their respective students or teachers. Great if you can afford it, but denying it to those that cannot is a deep injustice which is not being addressed.

Let us not kid ourselves that the reason there is a higher percentage of private school pupils who go onto university is that universities are biased. With state funds having been cut, state sixth forms have had to reduce staff numbers, and therefore the number of courses on offer has been reduced: courses which could have made a difference to students’ university applications.

Sixth forms which may have previously employed someone to help their students specifically with UCAS applications no longer can. Rather than see another article lamenting the situation, it is time we confronted the issue, and that the government was taken to task on what it is doing to the state sector. 

Islamic Society email hacked

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Oxford University Islamic Society has had its email account hacked. At least two emails sent by a hacker to the society mailing list have caused offense.

The two emails in question were apparently sent from the account of an ex-president of the society, although Cherwell has been informed that the emails were in fact sent by a hacker.

The first email invites Islamic Society members to “celebrate the 56th Pirate Day – a national holiday widely celebrated in my homeland, Somalia”.  The perpetrator then goes on to ask the society member to “come in fancy dress on the theme ‘Pirates through the ages’. Exotic Somalian [sic] dishes will be served and traditional Somalian music will be played. This is an event not to be missed and everyone is wholeheartedly invited.” 

The breach first came to light when members of the mailing list complained about receiving emails they felt were irrelevant to them, or should not have been sent to the whole list. Later that day, the above email with more serious implications was received by all members, appearing to invite them to a party celebrating “the 56th Pirate Day”.

Despite the email being immediately explained as a fake, a further message was sent by the hacker claiming that “the celebration [would still] take place” and that “someone [was] trying to hamper the event”. 

Although the messages were accepted as bogus, their nature caused some upset around the University. One student claimed that they were “very offensive”, with another calling it a “very tasteless prank”.  

When asked about the incident by Cherwell, a spokesperson from Islamic Society said “There was a small technical issue with the mailing list, which has now been fixed. The mailing list is made up of anyone who wishes to be kept informed about any activities the Society runs via sign-up on the website, and so includes non-Members.

“Whoever sent the fake emails did so through a website which specialises in sending emails using another person’s email address. There hasn’t been a problem in the past, and we believe there won’t be in the future. The Society considers the matter resolved.”

The Society has unfortunately been unable to find the person who sent the messages. One member explained, “We can’t track down the perpetrators as the website used ensures anonymity. However, we know it was that website due to the tag that appears when you look at the emails sent parameters.” 

The member whose email was involved said, “To be honest, I didn’t view it as racist, more that it was ham-fisted and crass, and something that doesn’t reflect what I know about the overwhelming majority of Islamic Society members. I didn’t need an apology, as I know the committee members well, and they were more upset by the whole thing than I was. In the end, the matter was dealt with.” 

Students from across the University praised the Society’s handling of the situation. A second year from Balliol said, “Although I felt Islamic Society dealt with it quickly and efficiently, I did think they should have sent out a general apology concerning the content of the messages. Even if it wasn’t their fault, it happened on their watch. I guess that would have drawn more attention to the issue, however, just what the person who sent them would want.”