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Bo Guagua defends father

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Oxford graduate Bo Guagua came out in defence of his father, Chinese politican Bo Xilai, last week. 

His defence follows an announcement by China’s state news agency, Xinhua, reporting an official statement from a party leaders’ meeting. Xinhua said Mr Bo stood accused of corruption, abuse of power, bribe-taking and even improper relations with women.
Describing his father as “upright in his beliefs and devoted to duty”, this is the first time that Bo Guagua has explicitly mentioned the case since the scandal, which has engulfed both his parents, unfolded.
Following the death of British businessman Neil Heywood in November 2011 and the subsequent conviction of Xilai’s wife, Gu Kailai in August 2012, a series of accusations have surfaced. Mr Bo has not been seen in public since mid-March, shortly after the scandal erupted and it was announced that he was under investigation. He was expelled from his post in the Communist Party in April.
48 hours after Xinhua’s report, Bo Guagua’s statement supporting his father appeared online. It read, “Personally, it is hard for me to believe the allegations that were announced against my father, because they contradict everything I have come to know about him throughout my life.”
In response to accusations of abuses of power he stated, “Although the policies my father enacted are open to debate, the father I know is upright in his beliefs and devoted to duty.” Bo Guaga claims that his father always taught him, “to be my own person and to have concern for causes greater than ourselves. I have tried to follow his advice.”
Since the start of the scandal, media interest in Guagua’s private life has been increasing with depictions of him as both a playboy and socialite. Studying PPE at Balliol from 2006-2010 Guagua gained a 2:1, but rusticated, living in the Randolph Hotel for a significant amount of time during his studies. 
Ryan Widdows, a second year History and Politics student, argued, “Considering Guagua’s alleged playboy lifestyle perhaps it’s not surprising that he’s sticking by his father over the infidelity accusations. Although let’s face it, China isn’t particularly renowned for being judicially and politically just and attempts to disgrace Bo Xilai have to be taken with a pinch of salt.”
Guagua is now be living in the USA after leaving Harvard this year. The situation continues to develop with Guagua stating, “I expect the legal process to follow its normal course, and I will await the result.”

His defence follows an announcement by China’s state news agency, Xinhua, reporting an official statement from a party leaders’ meeting.

Xinhua said Mr Bo stood accused of corruption, abuse of power, bribe-taking and even improper relations with women.

Describing his father as “upright in his beliefs and devoted to duty”, this is the first time that Bo Guagua has explicitly mentioned the case since the scandal, which has engulfed both his parents, unfolded.

Following the death of British businessman Neil Heywood in November 2011 and the subsequent conviction of Xilai’s wife, Gu Kailai in August 2012, a series of accusations have surfaced. Mr Bo has not been seen in public since mid-March, shortly after the scandal erupted and it was announced that he was under investigation. He was expelled from his post in the Communist Party in April.

48 hours after Xinhua’s report, Bo Guagua’s statement supporting his father appeared online. It read, “Personally, it is hard for me to believe the allegations that were announced against my father, because they contradict everything I have come to know about him throughout my life.”

In response to accusations of abuses of power he stated, “Although the policies my father enacted are open to debate, the father I know is upright in his beliefs and devoted to duty.” Bo Guaga claims that his father always taught him, “to be my own person and to have concern for causes greater than ourselves. I have tried to follow his advice.”

Since the start of the scandal, media interest in Guagua’s private life has been increasing with depictions of him as both a playboy and socialite. Studying PPE at Balliol from 2006-2010 Guagua gained a 2:1, but rusticated, living in the Randolph Hotel for a significant amount of time during his studies. 

Ryan Widdows, a second year History and Politics student, argued, “Considering Guagua’s alleged playboy lifestyle perhaps it’s not surprising that he’s sticking by his father over the infidelity accusations. Although let’s face it, China isn’t particularly renowned for being judicially and politically just and attempts to disgrace Bo Xilai have to be taken with a pinch of salt.”

Guagua is now living in the USA after leaving Harvard this year. The situation continues to develop with Guagua stating, “I expect the legal process to follow its normal course, and I will await the result.”

Oxford police crack down on crime against students

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As thousands of new students arrive in Oxford, Thames Valley Police have launched a new operation to prevent students becoming the victims of crime. As part of Operation Bachelor students will be given crime awareness packs, plain-clothes police will patrol areas to check security, and there will be crime prevention information available for foreign students.

The launch of the crime awareness packs and police patrols comes after concerns that students new to the city are targeted by thieves. In August a criminal posing as a plain-clothes policeman robbed a student of his phone and money. The thief claimed to be investigating the theft of a mobile telephone and searched the student’s bag before confiscating his phone. He told the student that he could collect his belongings at the police station later. 
Thames Valley Police Press Officer Adam Fisher told Cherwell, “The universities do a lot of awareness work during Freshers’ Week and have their own crime reduction advisor. From a police point of view any awareness packs are beneficial if they increase the safety understanding of students.” 
Delia Sinclair, city councillor and board member for crime and community safety, praised the operation, saying, “This sounds like a good idea. Anything which helps keep students safe is a positive”.
In a statement OUSU spokesman Sarah Santhosham said, “The Oxford University Student Union has good relations with the police and the Security Services, and they work together on issues relating to student safety. Operation Bachelor is designed to make students more aware of their personal safety, preventing them from being victims of crime, a threat that is particularly prevalent when students return to Oxford. We welcome these initiatives as a means of ensuring students are informed of ways to increase their safety and do not fall victim to crime while in Oxford.”

As thousands of new students arrive in Oxford, Thames Valley Police have launched a new operation to prevent students becoming the victims of crime.

As part of Operation Bachelor students will be given crime awareness packs, plain-clothes police will patrol areas to check security, and there will be crime prevention information available for foreign students.

The launch of the crime awareness packs and police patrols comes after concerns that students new to the city are targeted by thieves. In August a criminal posing as a plain-clothes policeman robbed a student of his phone and money.

The thief claimed to be investigating the theft of a mobile telephone and searched the student’s bag before confiscating his phone. He told the student that he could collect his belongings at the police station later. 

Thames Valley Police Press Officer Adam Fisher told Cherwell, “The universities do a lot of awareness work during Freshers’ Week and have their own crime reduction advisor. From a police point of view any awareness packs are beneficial if they increase the safety understanding of students.” 

Delia Sinclair, city councillor and board member for crime and community safety, praised the operation, saying, “This sounds like a good idea. Anything which helps keep students safe is a positive”.

In a statement OUSU spokesman Sarah Santhosham said, “The Oxford University Student Union has good relations with the police and the Security Services, and they work together on issues relating to student safety.’

‘Operation Bachelor is designed to make students more aware of their personal safety, preventing them from being victims of crime, a threat that is particularly prevalent when students return to Oxford. We welcome these initiatives as a means of ensuring students are informed of ways to increase their safety and do not fall victim to crime while in Oxford.”

Oxford alumnus wins Nobel Prize

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Christ Church alumnus Sir John Gurdon has been announced as the joint winner of this year’s Medicine Nobel Prize for his groundbreaking discovery that mature cells can be reprogrammed to become pluripotent.

Sir Gurdon described himself as “immensely honoured” to be given the reward and “enormously grateful” for the work of his colleagues. Stem cells contain the genetic information to specialise and become part of any tissue in the body. When these cells mature they lose information they no longer need to express. Previously, it  was thought that once a stem cell  had matured it had irreversibly lost its genetic information. Sir Gurdon’s discovery showed that this is not the case, as the information from multiple mature cells can be added together to effectively recreate a stem cell.
Julian Savulescu, Professor of Practical Ethics at Oxford claims Gurdon congratulated the winners on what their research would mean for medicine. “Until now, dead or damaged tissue and organs, for example in the brain or heart, have been replaced by scar tissue. This results in loss of function … Regenerative medicine offers the prospect of replacing dead or damaged human parts with new functioning ones.”
It was in Oxford’s Department of Zoology in 1972 that Sir Gurdon first developed his hypothesis. He replaced the cell nucleus of a frog egg cell with the nucleus from a mature intestinal cell. The modified egg still developed into a healthy tadpole, showing that all the necessary genetic information was still there in the intestinal cell. 
Though Gurdon’s initial discovery took place at Oxford, he subsequently moved to Cambridge where he became a Professor and Master of Magdalene College. The Gurdon Institute in Cambridge was renamed in 2004 in honour of his work. Gurdon’s scientific success was not always so widely acknowledged. He has framed a school report from when he was at Eton, aged 15, in which his master describes his scientific ambitions as, “quite ridiculous”, warning that “any time spent on it would be a total waste.”

Christ Church alumnus Sir John Gurdon has been announced as the joint winner of this year’s Medicine Nobel Prize for his groundbreaking discovery that mature cells can be reprogrammed to become pluripotent.

Sir Gurdon described himself as “immensely honoured” to be given the reward and “enormously grateful” for the work of his colleagues. Stem cells contain the genetic information to specialise and become part of any tissue in the body. When these cells mature they lose information they no longer need to express.

Previously, it  was thought that once a stem cell  had matured it had irreversibly lost its genetic information. Sir Gurdon’s discovery showed that this is not the case, as the information from multiple mature cells can be added together to effectively recreate a stem cell.

Julian Savulescu, Professor of Practical Ethics at Oxford claims Gurdon congratulated the winners on what their research would mean for medicine. “Until now, dead or damaged tissue and organs, for example in the brain or heart, have been replaced by scar tissue. This results in loss of function … Regenerative medicine offers the prospect of replacing dead or damaged human parts with new functioning ones.”

It was in Oxford’s Department of Zoology in 1972 that Sir Gurdon first developed his hypothesis. He replaced the cell nucleus of a frog egg cell with the nucleus from a mature intestinal cell. The modified egg still developed into a healthy tadpole, showing that all the necessary genetic information was still there in the intestinal cell. 

Though Gurdon’s initial discovery took place at Oxford, he subsequently moved to Cambridge where he became a Professor and Master of Magdalene College. The Gurdon Institute in Cambridge was renamed in 2004 in honour of his work.

Gurdon’s scientific success was not always so widely acknowledged. He has framed a school report from when he was at Eton, aged 15, in which his master describes his scientific ambitions as, “quite ridiculous”, warning that “any time spent on it would be a total waste.”

Oxford’s only strip club closed

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Oxford’s only lapdancing club has closed after a decision to strip it of its licence by the local council. The closure follows claims that the club created a “hostile atmosphere.”

The Lodge Gentlemen’s Club, located by the Ice Rink on Oxpens Road, was last year forced to move from its former location on St Ebbes Street. Previously, the club had been located  only 50 yards from St Ebbes Church in Pennyfarthing Place, and there had been a sustained campaign to have the venue closed down.
The council’s latest decision  was met with a promise from Al Thompson, the club’s owner, to fight the city council all the way to the High Court if necessary.
“They granted us a licence a year ago and now they’ve suddenly decided to change their minds, leaving a lot of people out of a job and wrecking a perfectly viable business” he argued in the Oxford Mail, claiming that up to 50 women worked in the club.
However, a representative of the local council pointed to the 23 letters of complaint against the renewal of the club’s licence. Sub-Licensing Committee Chairman Van Coulter said, “We heard that the existence of the club has given rise to problems in the area. There was one lady, for example, who gave testimony about comments made to her, which I am too much of a gentleman to repeat.”
He continued, “We have evidence that the existence of the club has created a hostile atmosphere, and we decided to give weight to that.”
Al Thompson refuted the accusations as “hearsay” before questioning why the police had been absent from the licence renewal meeting, a point on which Thames Valley Police has declined to comment.
Should his appeal fail Mr Thompson intends to reopen The Lodge as a nightclub.
The news has drawn mixed reactions from the student community, with several students endorsing the council’s decision. One second year PPEist said of strip clubs, “Personally I don’t see the point of them at all”, adding, “It’s the council’s job to take into account the views of people living in the area – it’s their right.”
Midori Takenaka, a second year lawyer at Corpus Christi College, echoed these sentiments, saying, “I feel that the whole industry of ‘strip clubs’ is derogatory to women. The case should be thrown out of the High Court, if only to send a message to the public that using women as sexual objects is unacceptable in this day and age.”
Yet not all students were so concerned. Tom Heaps, a second year historian, although emphasising the fact that he does not condone the sex industry, said of the owner’s threat to take the case to the High Court, “I fully respect the owner’s decision to defend his livelihood.” 
Noah Evans-Harding, a second year medic, expressed ambivalence at the news, arguing, “I don’t really mind it being closed: they were better in Bangkok.”

Oxford’s only lapdancing club has closed after a decision to strip it of its licence by the local council. The closure follows claims by locals residents that the club created a “hostile atmosphere.”

The Lodge Gentlemen’s Club, located by the Ice Rink on Oxpens Road, was last year forced to move from its former location on St Ebbes Street.

Previously, the club had been located only 50 yards from St Ebbes Church in Pennyfarthing Place, and there had been a sustained campaign to have the venue closed down.

The council’s latest decision  was met with a promise from Al Thompson, the club’s owner, to fight the city council all the way to the High Court if necessary.

“They granted us a licence a year ago and now they’ve suddenly decided to change their minds, leaving a lot of people out of a job and wrecking a perfectly viable business” he told the Oxford Mail, claiming that up to 50 women worked in the club.

However, a representative of the local council pointed to the 23 letters of complaint against the renewal of the club’s licence. Sub-Licensing Committee Chairman Van Coulter said, “We heard that the existence of the club has given rise to problems in the area. There was one lady, for example, who gave testimony about comments made to her, which I am too much of a gentleman to repeat.”

He continued, “We have evidence that the existence of the club has created a hostile atmosphere, and we decided to give weight to that.”

Al Thompson refuted the accusations as “hearsay” before questioning why the police had been absent from the licence renewal meeting, a point on which Thames Valley Police has declined to comment.

Should his appeal fail Mr Thompson intends to reopen The Lodge as a nightclub.The news has drawn mixed reactions from the student community, with several students endorsing the council’s decision. One second year PPEist said of strip clubs, “Personally I don’t see the point of them at all”, adding, “It’s the council’s job to take into account the views of people living in the area – it’s their right.”

Midori Takenaka, a second year lawyer at Corpus Christi College, echoed these sentiments, saying, “I feel that the whole industry of ‘strip clubs’ is derogatory to women. The case should be thrown out of the High Court, if only to send a message to the public that using women as sexual objects is unacceptable in this day and age.”

Yet not all students were so concerned. Tom Heaps, a second year historian, although emphasising the fact that he does not condone the sex industry, said of the owner’s threat to take the case to the High Court, “I fully respect the owner’s decision to defend his livelihood.” 

One second year medic expressed ambivalence at the news, arguing, “I don’t really mind it being closed: they were better in Bangkok.”

Students produce poetry anthology

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Students around Oxford have created a poetry anthology for Oxfam as part of their drive to instigate creative campaigning and fundraising.

The anthology is themed around Oxfam’s current flagship campaign ‘GROW’, which promotes food justice. Rosie Ball, Vice-President of Oxford Students’ Oxfam Group (OSOG), explained, “This anthology is a selection of poems submitted around the theme GROW: growing inside, growing outside, growing around the sides, growing into yourself, growing into your clothes, buying a shirt that’s too big for you and learning how to fit in.”

The theme was interpreted very broadly by 12 poets from different colleges. Phil Coales, President of OSOG told Cherwell, “it opened really strongly with poems by Tyra Lagerberg, Roly Bagnall and Adam Heardman.’

The launch event of the GROW anthology was held on February 25th where featured poets read their work alongside Caroline Bird, former President of Oxford University Poetry Society, who now has three collections published by Carcanet, has twice been shortlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize and was made Olympic poet this year. 

This is not the first fundraising project that the Oxford group has embarked upon, in May of this year, OSOG initiated the distribution of hashtagged bananas around Oxford’s landmarks as part of Oxfam’s new Control Arms Campaign. 

Phil Coales said, “In the anthology’s introduction we spoke about the varying different arms of the campaign: resisting land grabs, climate change and food price spikes and promoting sustainable, small-scale farming.“

‘As a poet myself (one of the Foyle Young Poets of the Year in 2009), I think engaging the poetic imagination can convey the meaning of something in a way which even the most concise leaflet or description given at a Freshers’ Fair stall cannot do.”

Bagnall commented, “The anthology seemed like a chance to see what sort of poetry students were writing around the university, and whether it was any good.”

Amazon Goes Luxe

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‘Shopping for clothing is so different. It’s much more emotional, it’s much more personal and I think it really requires more guidance, more insight, and it needs to be more fun and engaging’. Cathy Beaudoin’s words could be printed in a fashion magazine, but her audience is comprised instead of the world’s top financial journalists and analysts. As president of Amazon’s clothing division she is heading up what could be a major revolution in the luxury retail industry. The question is ‘will consumers want their Burberry in the same basket as a toaster, jigsaw puzzle and latest erotic e-book?’ or, put another way, ‘will e-retailers succeed where supermarkets such as Walmart have failed?’.

Retailing clothing may not seem such a major departure for a company which has already moved into other industries – for instance taking on publishing in a way which is already having profound effects on consumer behaviours. Amazon has sold fashion goods for years but what’s changed is a recent drive to recruit high end brands (including Vivienne Westwood and Michael Kors) and this marks a significant shift for the company – away from their usual price-slashing business model.

High fashion brands leave little room for price negotiation, their elitism is part of the point. Leading designers are weighing up the advantages and disadvantages of reaching such a mass market and the reception, from some at least, has been decidedly frosty: ‘Amazon will never sell Louis Vuitton, because we are the only ones that sell it,’ explains Louis Vuitton CEO Yves Carvelle. ‘This is a model of direct control that we pioneered, and I think long term it is the direction that most luxury ecommerce will take’.

Luxury brands, however, face other difficulties, which an official Amazon presence could help dispel. Amazon acts as a middle man for third party suppliers, many of whom are already selling high end goods (including Hugo Boss and Ralph Lauren products) on the site.

Amazon has been stepping up its fashion credentials. There’s prettier packaging for clothing, in-house fashion photography, teams of stylists for models – the company even sponsors New York’s Met Ball. The appeal of high end fashion is obvious – much better margins, with similar costs for the e-retailer. The question of the venture’s success however may come down to more than just economics.

The Good Natured

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In 2010 I found myself at the front of Crystal Castles’ set at Reading – since then Gothic music has had me a tiny bit enthralled. I’m now sat round a table with Sarah McIntosh, her brother Hamish, and George Hinton, aka The Good Natured. Gothic is what they do. Only it’s fused with a style of pop that effortlessly ranges from light to loud and has a lot of people talking.

Being signed to EMI subsidiaries Regal and Parlophone puts them alongside names like Coldplay, Blur, Tinnie Tempah and Lily Allen. “They’re just a really great record label, we’ve been with them for a year and a half now, and all that time we’ve had time to develop and write an album and record it the way we want.” A lot of the artists don’t have such kind words for their label, but Sarah’s sound honest. “It depends who you sign with; we’ve been doing this for nearly 5 years so it’s taken us a long time to find the right record label. We didn’t jump into it, we played a lot of shows and fortunately for us we found a label that really supports us.”

Five years ago The Good Natured looked a little different. Sarah McIntosh was the sole member, writing songs on “an amazing old keyboard with loads of cool drumbeats on it” found at her grandmother’s house. “I started writing on that…to begin with it was just me singing over drum beats, playing really simple stuff – I didn’t really have a vision for it then”.

Aged 17 her EP ‘Warriors’ spread round the blogosphere, also receiving plays on BBC Radio. That led to shows, for which Hamish was recruited on bass, and when Sarah met George at university 3 years ago he joined on drums. A vision for the project began to take shape, and Sarah cites Swedish producer Patrick Berger as important in helping them realise their sound. “I ended up writing with him and that was when all our ideas really came together – he’s very creative with synthesisers and he just made it come alive”. The result isn’t easily classified: “It’s pop, it uses a lot of electronic sounds, it’s kind of got a punky edge to it as well,” but its dark emotions and gothic dimension are perhaps what give it its character.

“Bringing those dark emotions to a ‘pop’ place” seems to come easily to Sarah. The subject matter is serious without worrying about being serious, thought-provoking without thinking too hard. It conveys a sense of detachment reminiscent of Echo and the Bunnymen, or The Cure’s earlier work, but in a way which is far more direct and, well, pop. I think that detachment is conveyed by working the dark emotions it entails into a sound often associated with light-heartedness and fun.

They’re out to achieve a mainstream presence, and after supporting bands like The Wombats can’t deny the appeal of playing arenas –big shows are something they definitely feel “you can get used to”. And a debut album is now finished and mastered for which “the sky’s the limit”. That’s lucky, because when it’s released I think there’s a very real possibility it will explode. And Sarah isn’t worried by any mainstream stigma potential success might bring. “Katy Perry we all love, we listen to a lot – we always say we’re like The Cure crossed with Katy Perry”. Whatever your opinion of Katy Perry, I think you’ll struggle to deny this is impressive stuff. I guess I’m still a bit enthralled.

Internship Blog: Reach for the Sky (News)

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It is 4am when my alarm goes off. This is hideous. Four in the morning is a time when no one should
ever be awake, and yet off I go, in my suit, through the eerie streets of London, down to a deserted
Westminster. Even the birds are still asleep.
I’m heading to the Sky offices, where I’ll be shadowing Sky’s Political Correspondent, Sophy Ridge,
who has responded to my demanding/badgering emails by inviting me into the office, rather than
by telling me to piss off and leave her alone. Persistence clearly pays.
Sophy works the 5am shift and is all alone in a giant newsroom full of empty desks and flashing
screens when I arrive. This is the Westminster office, base camp for many of the correspondents,
although the programme is mainly broadcast from East London. I am given the task of scanning
the morning papers for any unnoticed news stories, and although In the end it seems that Sky has
already noticed all the stories of the day, at least I get to read the morning papers over my morning
toast.
At 6am, the ‘Sunrise’ morning news show comes on air and goes live to their Political Correspondent
in Westminster for the latest. Sophy has written out her story and now delivers it from behind the
studio’s newsdesk. I suddenly notice that I’m in the background of the shot, and try to look casual-
but-important.
As the morning wears on, the office starts to fill up a bit. No major stories break and so I don’t get to
see reporters rushing around making important phone calls and having witty high-speed arguments
a la Aaron Sorkin’s Newsroom, but the everyday bustle is enough to keep me entertained. A minister
has given an interview – but where has the footage gone? How should a poll question be phrased for
maximum impact without being overly biased? How important is the latest bout of violence in the
Middle East? And what kinds of amusing names can you have written on your Starbucks cup?
The correspondents also have to keep the Sky website updated with news and analysis, so Sophy
suggests I come up with some ideas for articles that she could write. I have a think and pitch some
to her – she’s enthusiastic about them all, which is gratifying, but she may well be humouring me.
In any case, it’s fun to have something to do which seems vaguely useful and which doesn’t fall into
one of the pitfalls of shadowing: either you’ll come too far out of the shadows and get in the way, or
you’ll stick to the shadows and never see a thing.
Then we go to Parliament, and in the company of a political correspondent I get to see far more
than you do on your average school trip. We stride through the corridors of Westminster, visiting
the MPs’ bars, the newspapers’ offices, the press gallery of the Commons chamber, and at one point
ending up on the roof (with a close-up view of Big Ben). These halls of power feel like hallowed
ground, upon which I must walk reverently. Naturally I must also snap as many photos as possible on
my phone.
Sophy gets permission to take me the ‘lobby briefing’, where the Prime Minister’s spokesman briefs
the press. In a small and fusty room full of chairs and sofas, journalists gather with their notepads
and voice recorders. The spokesman (Steve Field) arrives, and from this point no one can leave the
room or make contact with the outside world; nobody gets a head start on the story.
And so the battle begins. The reporters try to extract something quotable from the spokesman,
while he doggedly sticks to what he wants to say and holds his ground. In one particularly great
exchange, almost every journalist in the room asks him whether the PM thinks that a policeman
accused of involvement in the Hillsborough cover-up should be stripped of his knighthood: they
cite the Fred Goodwin case and try to establish how the procedure works, but all they get is ‘that is
a matter for the Forfeiture Committee.’ It’s such a parody of political question-dodging that I have
to try very hard not to giggle. He does, however, say something very quotable about the security of
diplomats in the Middle East, and so once the doors are open we dash out and call the newsdesk.
Back in the office I eavesdrop, read articles online, and look over people’s shoulders to see what
they’re up to. These are areas in which I already excel so I’m happy enough to showcase my skills in
this capacity.
Lunchtime arrives, which is great, because I’ve been ready for lunch for about three hours (I feel
jetlagged). We go out for lunch with Deputy Political Editor Joey Jones and Business Correspondent
Alistair Bunkall! This is very exciting. Going out for a gossipy pub lunch with a bunch of journalists
is an unexpected bonus. And the gossip is great (if only I could keep track of all the names
mentioned…). There’s talk of affairs and confrontations and unwanted advances – the world of
politics and journalism seems very tight-knit and scandalous indeed. I listen intently, wide-eyed over
my orange juice. We do try our best, but we just don’t get this calibre of intrigue at Cherwell.
Then the conversation turns to talk of journalism as a career, which is ideal, because (no prizes for
noticing) I am pretty keen on this profession. These three are far more positive about the future
of the press than most journalists I have met, who have been talking doom-and-gloom about the
industry for a while now. I gather the following: postgrad courses in journalism can be useful; you
absolutely have to master the Twittersphere as a wannabe journalist; even if you graduate without
much experience, there’s still time to try; and if you’re good, there’s no reason you shouldn’t
succeed. All very cheerful and comforting.
It feels strange to finish work in the early afternoon when the office is busy and London is still
bustling with people on their lunch breaks, but I’m very satisfied with my day at work. Maybe I’ve
been seduced by the feeling of being right at the centre of everything, but I just can’t imagine ever
getting bored of this world.

It is 4am when my alarm goes off. This is hideous. Four in the morning is a time when no one should ever be awake, and yet off I go, in my suit, through the eerie streets of London, down to a deserted Westminster.Even the birds are still asleep.

I’m heading to the Sky offices, where I’ll be shadowing Sky’s Political Correspondent, Sophy Ridge, who has responded to my demanding/badgering emails by inviting me into the office, rather than by telling me to piss off and leave her alone. Persistence clearly pays off. Sophy works the 5am shift and is all alone in a giant newsroom full of empty desks and flashing screens when I arrive. This is the Westminster office, base camp for many of the correspondents, although the programme is mainly broadcast from East London. I am given the task of scanning the morning papers for any unnoticed news stories, and although In the end it seems that Sky has already noticed all the stories of the day, at least I get to read the morning papers over my toast.

At 6am, the ‘Sunrise’ morning news show comes on air and goes live to their Political Correspondent in Westminster for the latest. Sophy has written out her story and now delivers it from behind the studio’s newsdesk. I suddenly notice that I’m in the background of the shot, and try to look casual-but-important. As the morning wears on, the office starts to fill up a bit. No major stories break and so I don’t get to see reporters rushing around making important phone calls and having witty high-speed arguments a la Aaron Sorkin’s Newsroom, but the everyday bustle is enough to keep me entertained. A minister has given an interview – but where has the footage gone? How should a poll question be phrased for maximum impact without being overly biased? How important is the latest bout of violence in the Middle East? And what kinds of amusing names can you have written on your Starbucks cup?

The correspondents also have to keep the Sky website updated with news and analysis, so Sophy suggests I come up with some ideas for articles that she could write. I have a think and pitch some to her – she’s enthusiastic about them all, which is gratifying, but she may well be humouring me. In any case, it’s fun to have something to do which seems vaguely useful and which doesn’t fall into one of the pitfalls of shadowing: either you’ll come too far out of the shadows and get in the way, or you’ll stick to the shadows and never see a thing.

Next, we go to Parliament, and in the company of a political correspondent I get to see far morethan you do on your average school trip. We stride through the corridors of Westminster, visiting the MPs’ bars, the newspapers’ offices, the press gallery of the Commons chamber, and at one point end up on the roof (with a close-up view of Big Ben). These halls of power feel like hallowed ground, upon which I must walk reverently. Naturally I must also snap as many photos as possible on my phone.

Sophy gets permission to take me the ‘lobby briefing’, where the Prime Minister’s spokesman briefs the press. In a small and fusty room full of chairs and sofas, journalists gather with their notepads and voice recorders. The spokesman (Steve Field) arrives, and from this point no one can leave the room or make contact with the outside world; nobody gets a head start on the story. And so the battle begins. The reporters try to extract something quotable from the spokesman,while he doggedly sticks to what he wants to say and holds his ground. In one particularly great exchange, almost every journalist in the room asks him whether the PM thinks that a policeman accused of involvement in the Hillsborough cover-up should be stripped of his knighthood: they cite the Fred Goodwin case and try to establish how the procedure works, but all they get is ‘that is a matter for the Forfeiture Committee.’ It’s such a parody of political question-dodging that I have to try very hard not to giggle. He does, however, say something very quotable about the security of diplomats in the Middle East, and so once the doors are open we dash out and call the newsdesk.

Back in the office I eavesdrop, read articles online, and look over people’s shoulders to see what they’re up to. These are areas in which I already excel so I’m happy enough to showcase my skills inthis capacity. Lunchtime arrives, which is great, because I’ve been ready for lunch for about three hours (I feel jetlagged). We go out for lunch with Deputy Political Editor Joey Jones and Business Correspondent Alistair Bunkall! This is very exciting. Going out for a gossipy pub lunch with a bunch of journalists is an unexpected bonus. And the gossip is great (if only I could keep track of all the names mentioned…). There’s talk of affairs and confrontations and unwanted advances – the world of politics and journalism seems very tight-knit and scandalous indeed. I listen intently, wide-eyed over my orange juice.

We do try our best, but we just don’t get this calibre of intrigue at Cherwell. Then the conversation turns to talk of journalism as a career, which is ideal, because (no prizes for noticing) I am pretty keen on this profession. These three are far more positive about the future of the press than most journalists I have met, who have been talking doom-and-gloom about theindustry for a while now. I gather the following: postgrad courses in journalism can be useful; you absolutely have to master the Twittersphere as a wannabe journalist; even if you graduate without much experience, there’s still time to try; and if you’re good, there’s no reason you shouldn’t succeed. All very cheerful and comforting. It feels strange to finish work in the early afternoon when the office is busy and London is still bustling with people on their lunch breaks, but I’m very satisfied with my day at work. Maybe I’ve been seduced by the feeling of being right at the centre of everything, but I just can’t imagine ever getting bored of this world.

Review: Anna Karenina

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Any Adaptation of Anna Karenina lives and dies with the strength of the relations between Anna (Keira Knightly) and Count Vronsky (Aaron Taylor-Johnson). Anna’s fated sexual for the dashing, brusque cavalryman, bringing self-destruction and, at least they hope, “the greatest happiness”, is at the heart of a bold version of a difficult book to adapt. This adaptation is slightly disappointing in this respect.

 While Keira Knightly receives flak from certain quarters, here, her Anna is radiant. She easily plays counterpart to her cold husband (Jude Law), and steals the show from her lover, an underwhelming Taylor-Johnson. She moves skillfully from self-controlled, wise advisor to her sister in law to out-of-control social pariah. Her descent is a powerful tale.

 Set mostly in a Moscow theatre, the film is complete with backdoors, stage hands, and costume changes. One moment, the space is used for the retreat of Levin (suitably played by Domhnall Gleeson) after his rejection by Kitty (a sparkly but naïve Alicia Vikander) into the dark recesses in the roof space. The next, a striking and powerful horserace scene in which the horses actually race across the stage as the real drama happens in the seats and boxes of the attendees. The theatrical line is beautifully combined with music and rhythm, creating immersive, dance-like acting. This works especially well in the actual ball room scene (a wonderful, mesmerising set piece) before moving on to the comically synchronized paper stamping of Oblonsky’s clerks.

 Joe Wright, the director, drew on Orlando Figes’ Natasha’s Dance for his insight on the intricacies of the Russian aristocracy: the constant tension between the authentic “Russian” and their own masks and behaviour. French, not Russian, was their first language. They were, to coin a phrase, ‘more European than the Europeans’, and this insistence of appearance and superficiality is brilliantly brought out by the stylistic conceit devised by Wright (which he apparently told Tom Stoppard, who does an able job as scriptwriter, only after he had completed writing the whole thing).

 But for all the excitement due the stylistic novelty, in the end the theatre drags and the energy fades. Levin’s parallel story, as landowner-peasant, is rather awkwardly tacked on. The social pretensions of the real aristocrats that first inspired Wright, as channeled by him through theatrical falsity, gets in the way of personal connection to the characters. Black Swan was a far better example of tragedy writ in large and while Anna Karenina is definitely worth a watch, its ambition is not quite realised.

The Week That Wasn’t – Freshers Week

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Wow, what a hectic week it’s been. The streets have suddenly filled up with what may be Oxford’s sharpest dressed year yet. Top hats and tailcoats have been the norm amongst this year, the first to pay the £9000 fees: the scruff- ily dressed oiks who’ve so selfishly lowered standards in every other year have clearly been unwilling to take on such vast debt. And who wasn’t filled with pride upon hear- ing the University Vice-Chancellor’s state- ment praising the record number of fresh- ers who managed to pull the students in charge of looking after them? It was a fitting tribute to the Oxford’s unwaveringly ambitious and high-achieving intake.

Meanwhile, Cherwell Comment was delighted to learn that popular club Park End has announced that this year will showcase its cheesiest cheese floor yet, with ‘Reach’ by S Club 7 played as every other song. The cynics in OxStu have claimed that this is a ploy to deaden the impact of the news that all Varsity and Shuffle events are tripling drinks and entry prices for the freshers join- ing this year, but they’ve been pretty bitter ever since their offices were mysteriously covered in rotten eggs and seafood near the end of last Trinity. But the best thing about this week has been the absence of those dicks who sat finals last year. We at Cherwell have been waiting ages to be able to say what utterly despicable and ugly tossers they really were. So good riddance to them and “hello” to all you young, impressionable, and easily ma- nipulated little freshers. Boy, you all have so much to learn about Oxford. I bet you guys don’t even know about the ancient Oxford tradition of buying Cherwell staff drinks and obeying their every command (no matter how deviant or perverse)! Well you have much to learn, so let Cherwell be your guide. Oh and mine is a double rum and coke. Cool, thanks.