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Guest Column: A right-wing libertarian renaissance

I have been known to say that I’m the Telegraph’s token liberal. I’m like its inoculation, a sort of liberal antibody that keeps its immune system robust.
It’s not true of course. While the Daily Telegraph is a conservative newspaper (and that small “c” is deliberate), it’s also a broad church. There are social as well as economic liberals aboard. And political liberalism is, in any event, a moveable feast; while “liberal” is usually a badge for those on the Left, the collapse of economic liberalism and free markets over the past year is a seizure at the heart of the Right. And there’s nothing like a crisis to bring out a political fundamentalism. So we’re witnessing a right-wing libertarian renaissance, especially in the blogosphere where the Right enjoys a virtual hegemony, enraged or encouraged (much to his potential embarrassment) by the prospect of a David Cameron victory at the polls next year.
These are what I call the new “Righties”. Just as “Lefties” were always a caricature – social workers in sandals with wispy beards raising grants for lesbian workshops – so are Righties a grotesque exaggeration of neo-conservatism. They are, quite literally, enemies of the state, in that they believe that the Government should barely play any role in their lives.

‘Righties are defined by a kind of raging intolerance’

Righties will call any mention of social justice or welfare “political correctness”; they blame Lefties for wanting to ban stuff, but are very keen themselves on proscribing state institutions such as the BBC and the NHS. And Righties, of course, honestly believe against all statistical evidence that Europe is poised to be overrun by Muslims establishing a new caliphate. Righties sometimes aspire to a nostalgic, bun-throwing, sub-Brideshead poshness, taking hunting lessons and holding weekend house-parties, where they affect nicknames such as “Binkie” and “Toots”, with some rather less cute nicknames for people of a different ethnicity. I gather Oxford’s Conservative Association hasn’t been immune from these nobs – though maybe that should be spelt with a “k”.

These Rightie clowns should be little more than a potential embarrassment to the liberal Cameroons. But I have noticed a more worrying development. Righties are defined by a kind of raging intolerance. Righties are always right. And that is far from confined to the political right-wing. Take Evan Harris, the Liberal Democrat MP for Oxford West and Abingdon. Now, Evan and I have had something of an online ding-dong on the subject of assisted suicide. But rest assured this is not about to turn into a “Don’t vote for Harris” piece.

All I want to point out is that much of Dr Harris’s political career seems motivated by a sort of missionary zeal for driving religion out of the political sphere. Whether he’s publishing his bill to abolish the Act of Succession, promoting late-term abortions or championing euthanasia, there appears to be an undertow of disestablishment of the Church of England and denial of a voice for people of faith in public affairs.
Now, there are many good reasons for disestablishing the Church. But denying religious people a public voice is not one of them. Pluralism is endemic of liberalism and it doesn’t seem very liberal of Dr Harris to discriminate against people on the basis of their religiosity. Nor, as it happens, does it appear very democratic, having failed to get assisted suicide legalised in parliament, to set about achieving the same aim through a ginger group of Law Lords and their “clarifying” directive to the director of public prosecutions.

But no matter. What I really want to know is where this rabid intolerance comes from. I’m a priest in the Church of England and one of the attractions of Anglicanism historically has been its broad-based tolerance of others (though there is a disturbing strain of a protestant fundamentalism which we too must resist). I sense that no such reciprocal tolerance is extended to us and those of others faiths by the more militant secularists and atheists, who are Dr Harris’s friends. I hope a fresh liberal tolerance will emerge in next year’s election. But it won’t if the Righties prevail. And you won’t find them only in the parties of the Right.

Scientists influence the memory of fruit flies

Scientists are now able to directly influence the memory of fruit flies, thanks to new Oxford research conducted into optogenetics and memory.

A team of Oxford University-led scientists was able to make flies improve their actions in response to a mistake they had never actually made. They did this by firing laser light at just twelve out of over 100,000 neurons in the brain of the fly, making it believe it was doing something wrong.

This experiment has ramifications for understanding how memory works in humans. The scientists hope that “the storage of memories from brain cells in flies [will] tell us a lot about how they are stored in human’s,” thus fuelling yet more research in the field.

 

Lectures – Kukui – The Alps?

Oxford airport has announced its first international flights plan.

From December 19 onwards, weekly flights will run between the recently renamed ‘London’ Oxford Airport (in Kidlington) and Geneva International.

The line is operated by Baboo, a Swiss airline which serves 19 destinations. Tickets cost £78, including taxes.

The opening of the new route is set to coincide with the 2009-10 ski season, with the airlines providing “generous luggage allowances”, including free skis and snowboard transfers.

One student said, “Calling it ‘London’ Oxford Airport is absolutely absurd – it’s 60 miles away from the capital.” He added, “Perhaps Varsity would sell out even faster if they offered flights from Oxford.”

 

Groundhog Politics

I woke up at the beginning of this week to find stories dominating that could have landed me in any week from the last 6 months. First up was MPs’ expenses. Having grown tired of tales of duck-ponds, moats and pornography at the taxpayers expense, the focus has switched to the demands by Sir Thomas Legg that MPs repay claims that in retrospect have been deemed excessive. MPs are aggrieved not least because of the retrospective nature of the new standards, but also because one gets the sense that they expected Sir Thomas to behave more like an establishment man and not rock the boat in the manner he evidently has. Cue howls of anguish from backbenchers and threats not to cooperate (in effect rendering the whole exercise a waste of time). As a result confusion reigns and the stock of MPs falls yet further.

“As political dramas go, this is hardly West Wing material”

The second story once again doing the rounds is the news that there is another ‘plot’ to challenge Gordon Brown’s leadership of the Labour Party. I say ‘plot’ in inverted commas because the shape of this one is this; the Parliamentary Labour Party (PLP) requires a backbencher to chair its meetings. Several MPs hostile to Brown plan to challenge the incumbent Tony Lloyd, a supposed Brown loyalist, for the Chairmanship. In other words, as political dramas go, this is hardly West Wing material; moreover, this is now the nth coup attempt I’ve seen reported or heard of first hand. In particular, I remember sitting in a restaurant with friends on local/European election night this year. I received a text from a Labour Parliamentary Candidate that James Purnell was about to resign from the cabinet; someone else informed me David Miliband would be next to jump. Purnell did go but in the end Miliband bottled it; Brown was able to assemble a cabinet, and the coup fizzled off half cock like a duff firework. The point of the story is this: the open musings of the Foreign Secretary about whether he should’ve stayed in the government did not make the Prime Minister’s position untenable. Given that (fairly astonishing) fact, it is highly unlikely that a change from one unknown to another on the backbenches of the Labour Party is going to register on the political Richter scale. More broadly, the danger for the Labour Party going forward is that if it can’t appear to run its own affairs, it becomes even less likely that it will be trusted to run those of the nation after the next election.

“Here’s a gratuitous reference to the blue tail-coat wearers in our midst”

Lastly, in light of the ongoing obsession with the Bullingdon (and because any mention of it in this blog seems to increase the number of hits), here’s a gratuitous reference to the blue tail-coat wearers in our midst. Sir Ludovic Kennedy, broadcaster, campaigner, and one-time Liberal parliamentary candidate died on Monday. And he used to be a member. There you go.

Staircase 22: 1st Week, Part 2

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Interview: The Proclaimers

Legendary Scottish folk-rock duo The Proclaimers have retained a presence on the fringe of the British music scene for over 25 years.  “You always assume that a lot of people consider you a novelty”, Charlie Reid told me; but it quickly became clear that behind the upbeat, heavily-accented pop lie more seriously minded musicians. “There’s two things you’ve got to do,” thinks Reid: “you’ve got to stay on the road; and you’ve got to write new material” – a philosophy which has ensured that in 2009, the identical twins can still pack out the Oxford Academy’s main room while on a hectic national tour.

In terms of keeping their act fresh, “we change four parts a night in every set”, Charlie explains, before his brother adds that “the live thing is the primary thing for us, by a long way.” 

Their latest album, ‘Notes and Rhymes’ reflects this focus on the live show. As a two-disc special edition featuring acoustic and live versions of their newest material, the brothers wanted “to give people as much value for money as possible” in these tough economic times, with illegal file sharing adding extra pressure on the entire music industry. It’s a strategy that seems to have worked. The new material is selling well; “it’s been well received; the reviews have been great,” glows Craig with evident pride.

His enthusiasm continues as I mention their recent cover of the Kings of Leon track ‘Seventeen’. “We were looking for a contemporary American song… we’ll do something to open up people’s ears.” The cover works well, sounding surprisingly natural considering its migration from Southern American rock to Scottish folk. This is, of course, not the only engagement that The Proclaimers have made with twenty-first century culture.

Lending their most famous tracks to movies has helped to introduce their music to new generations: “Shrek especially, [it] replenishes your audience, you do get younger people coming along”.

These “younger people” are also notable at the summer festivals that The Proclaimers find themselves staple acts at. “We were on the bill with Glasvegas at South by Southwest,” Charlie explains, delighting in the current “golden age” of Scottish music – “between Paolo [Nutini] and Glasvegas; there’s really something going on there, culturally as well, with the accent and everything.”

Their Scottish pride is not contained to their appetite for the country’s music, however, with both brothers keen advocates of Scottish independence: “We’re not Nationalists, [but] we’ve always said it when we’ve been asked about it… it’s an economic thing, it isn’t particularly glamorous.”

This topic touches upon the political songs littered throughout the band’s back catalogue. “If you are moved to do it, do it” they say of protest songs. “If we had a whole album of political songs, we’d put it out, no problem at all”.

The lack of other politically-driven music does worry them too, “I think it’s pretty bad… maybe Thatcher won.” Songs like ‘Free Market’ on their latest album reflect this edge to the band, but the love songs and upbeat singalongs that their fan base know and love remain ever-present as well.

For the gig itself, the brothers put on a showcase of their two and a half decades in the music industry, with all the variety of their views and tastes. Epic love songs, a notable punk cover, and the crowd favourite ‘I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)’ all feature, as does the friendly charm of the Scotsmen on stage. A band with depth that may well surprise the casual listener then, The Proclaimers demonstrated it all – from misery to happiness – today.

 

Bat for Lashes at the Academy

Before she was offered a record deal four years ago, Natasha Khan worked as a nursery teacher. It’s difficult to imagine the Bat for Lashes frontwoman soothing grazed knees and comforting children with a bit of story time – comforting certainly isn’t the first word that springs to mind as she appears on stage and launches into the keyboard intro of ‘Horse and I.’ Otherworldly, yes; maybe even a little unsettling, as anyone who’s seen the video for ‘What’s a Girl to do?’ (hooded cyclists wearing creepy-looking bunny masks following Khan on a dark woodland path) can testify. If anything, Khan is more like a character from a fairy-tale herself, a kind of sorceress-like figure with her ethereal voice and predilection towards the occult in her lyrics.

‘Horse and I’ is a great set-opener, a tale of village ceremony with a brilliantly atmospheric drum beat creating a sense of hooves thundering through the night, the chilling violin crescendo at the end adding to the sense of a strange nightmare place – the kind of dream you might have after watching cult 1973 film ‘The Wicker Man.’ It’s followed by ‘Sleep Alone’, and then ‘Wizard’, with its delicate melodic tune and Kate Bush overtones. Next comes ‘Bat’s Mouth’, and then ‘Glass’, the echoing vocals of the intro swelling into a majestically psychedelic chorus. The real crowd-pleaser, however, is ‘Daniel’, in which Khan’s tambourine-shaking dancing has more than a hint of pagan ritual about it.

Spectacle undoubtedly plays a huge part in Bat for Lashes’ stage presence, but not at the expense of vocal quality. Khan delivers an energetic performance but her voice doesn’t falter once; her singing combines perfectly with the gorgeous synth-pop feel of the music. Pop is definitely central to the Bat for Lashes aesthetic. In spite of the eerie beauty of much of the set, there’s still a lot of sweetness to the songs – ‘Priscilla’ in particular, which closes the encore, has a kind of childlike innocence.

 

Moir brings shame on the Daily Mail and herself

Now that the ink is dry on Jan Moir’s article into Stephen Gately’s death, the real outrage should not be that it was written but that it was published. It is – regrettably – unsurprising that somebody might hold the views expressed in Moir’s article or that this person might have landed herself a regular column at The Daily Mail. Yet the article is so bad, so explicitly homophobic and so ridden with logical mistakes that it is astonishing that it was put in a national newspaper. Freedom of the press extends only so far. Publishing a load of incoherent garbage about a man’s death when his body is not even cold should not be allowed and The Daily Mail should be ashamed of itself.

“Are you thinking what she’s thinking? The answer for most people is no.”

Let’s start at the top. Jan Moir’s strapline is ‘Are you thinking what she’s thinking?’ The 1000 complaints to the Press Complaints Commission and the 17,000 members of the ‘The Daily Mail should retract Jan Moir’s hateful homophobic artitcle’ Facebook group (compare to the 11 members of the ‘Jan Moir support group’ on the same website) would suggest that the answer for most people is no.

Here is why: She starts with the claim that we did not anticipate Gately’s death in the same way we do (we do?), ‘Robbie, Amy, Kate, Whitney, Britney… But somehow we never expected it of him. Never him. Not Stephen.’ Presumably this was because – unlike the other celebrities who Moir is on first name terms with- Stephen Gately had been clean of drug addiction for the last five years and had spent the last three of these living with his civil partner in Highgate. Somehow somehow somehow… we just didn’t see it.

Nearly forgot! The one thing that was wrong with Stephen Gately was that he was homosexual. Having been ‘effectively smoked out of the closet’ when an ex member of Boyzone’s security staff tried to sell the story of his homosexuality to the tabloid press Jan explains that Gately had become a ‘champion of gay rights, albeit a reluctant one.’ Passing over the fact that she equates the way Gately revealed his sexuality with a common tactic used by the police to remove criminal suspects from locked rooms (there just is not time to criticise it all!), we move on to the crux of her argument.

The circumstances surrounding Gately’s death are ‘sleazy.’ Gately and husband Andrew Cowles met a 25-year-old Bulgarian man, Georgi Dochev, and took him back to their apartment where it is reported that Cowes and Dochev went into the bedroom together whi

le Gately remained outside. What happened next and how Gately died Moir admits to not knowing but does not seem to be convinced of the unexplained heart condition explanation (i.e. the coroner’s), the same one that Gately’s mother is ‘insisting’ on.

“McGee’s sole reason for being included in this article is that he is also homosexual and dead”

In any case, the ‘real sadness about Gately’s death’ – and let’s take a minute to guess: loss to the music world? To the gay community? To his friends? To his husband? – is ‘that it strikes another blow to the happy-ever-after myth of civil partnerships.’ Huh? According to Moir both Gately’s death and that of Matt Lucas’ former husband Kevin McGee apparently questions gay activists claims that not everyone ‘is like George Michael’and that civil partnerships are ‘just the same as heterosexual marriages.’

It is important to point out that Kevin McGee’s sole reason for being included in this article is that he is also homosexual and dead. Moir has taken two dead gay guys and cobbled together a point about the happy-ever after myth (who’s exactly?) of civil marriages. Yet, the argument does not follow. At all. It is like saying that Kurt Cobaine’s death questions the happy-ever after myth of marriage or that Diana’s death should make people think twice about divorcing. It is ludicrous.

Perhaps the most glaringly stupid thing about the presentation of the article (and I am just on presentation now) is that Moir’s section on the disturbing habits of gay married life was, when I read the article on the Mail Online website, next to a link to a story about Russell Brand – a heterosexual man known for an extravagant sex life- and now girlfriend Katy Perry. One wonders if the Moir theorem on the link between three-way sex and unidentifiable heart failure extends to Brand? I guess we will wait and see.

“Is Moir a homophobe? If she isn’t, why has she written a piece that makes her sound like one?”

If Moir wanted to write an article about the moral ambiguity of having sex with an unknown man during marriage while your partner is in the house then she should have done so and included a whole host of similar hetrosexual practices in it. If she wanted to write an article questioning the reporting of the death and raising her suspicions of it then she should have done that. What she has written conflates both these points. I do not know if Moir is a homophobe but if she is not then one has to ask why a person who has written for three large national newspapers has written a piece that makes her sound like one.

What Moir has called the ‘orchestrated campaign’ against her article, lead by twitters from Derren Brown and Stephen Fry, that caused the Press Complaints Commission website to crash and advertisers to remove their products from the Mail Online website should make us proud. Journalism must be about properly researched articles with sentences that follow one another and arguments that are not dripping with holes otherwise the profession means nothing and the industry will die. It genuinely is not okay to write this drivel, it is not okay to publish it and Jan Moir and The Daily Mail should be told as much.

 

Join the debate: Nobel prize – should Obama have won it?

Cherwell comment editor Marc Kidson asks students in Oxford what they think about Barack Obama being awarded the Nobel peace prize.