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2 billion doses of Oxford vaccine delivered

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AstraZeneca announced that the vaccine they jointly produced with researchers at the University of Oxford had reached its 2 billionth jab. 

Additionally, a new paper, published in collaboration with AstraZeneca in Biotechnology and Bioengineering, tells the story of how a key discovery just before the start of the pandemic unlocked the possibility of large-scale manufacturing. 

AstraZeneca has faced some setbacks in the last year, from slow deliveries in Europe to rare side effects and lower efficacies than mRNA counterparts, leaving regulators in the United States, United Kingdom, and Europe hesitant to scale up its delivery. As demand for vaccines in Western countries has waned, AstraZeneca have delivered more jabs overseas. 

Today, the vaccine is produced in fifteen different countries, with jabs having been delivered in over 170 countries. The Anglo-Swedish drugmaker initially rebuffed pressures to make a profit on its 2 billion vaccines, while its rivals netted billions in revenues. This year, AstraZeneca is set to make a loss on the vaccine of 3 cents per share, according to the Financial Times. They recently announced they would transition to obtaining a “modest” profit from sales of the vaccine.

Despite its extensive experience of vaccine development, the University had never manufactured more than a few thousand doses of any single vaccine until 2020. The Oxford team, headed by Dr. Sandy Douglas, followed a three-step process to take the vaccine out of the laboratory and into the arms of hundreds of millions in need.

First, in January and February 2020, researchers experimented with a simple process to manufacture large amounts of the vaccine. Second, they persuaded manufacturers in the UK, India, China, and Europe to start prepping the vaccine, well before the first clinical volunteer had even been approved. They “franchised” the vaccine, which meant they outsourced production to different sites throughout the world to ensure vast distribution across multiple countries in need. Third, researchers forged a vital partnership with AstraZenaca in May 2020, which allowed them to tap into the pharmaceutical giant’s immense resources and ramp up production at an industrial scale.

The researchers believe the success of the “franchise” strategy provides a template for remedying global vaccine shortages in future pandemics. The same process can be applied to other adenovirus-based vaccines, helping to close gaps in equitable access to vaccines.

Image: Marco Verch Professional/CC BY 2.0 via Flickr

145 looted Benin artefacts identified by Oxford

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Oxford University has identified 145 artefacts under the stewardship of the Pitt Rivers Museum which had been plundered during a 1897 assault on Benin, and has committed to working with the Nigerian government to repatriate the artefacts.

In February 1897, British forces released a salvo of rockets, shells, and gunfire on the then-Kingdom of Benin’s capital city. The British burned the city to the ground, and built a golf course on the ruins to celebrate their victory. Subsequently, they grabbed the Benin Bronze artefacts to take back to London and line the halls of museums and private residences.

The findings and conclusion come against the backdrop of a global debate over the obligations that formerly colonizing nations, such as the United Kingdom, have to return artefacts taken from Africa, Asia, and the Americas during colonialism. In 2020, an advisory committee in the Netherlands recommended that the Dutch government return items taken without consent from Indonesia, Suriname, and many Caribbean islands. In the United States, indigenous people have used legal routes and activism to advocate for the repatriation of ancestral objects swiped by the American military and collectors.

In a statement from earlier this year, Oxford University said the Pitt Rivers Museum was “working with Nigerian stakeholders… to identify best ways forward regarding the care and return of these objects”. The work is part of the Museum’s programme to research the origins of its collections and identify those objects that were “taken as part of military violence or looting, or otherwise contentious circumstances”.

“We acknowledge the profound loss the 1897 looting of Benin City caused and, alongside our partners of the Benin Dialogue Group, we aim to work with stakeholders in Nigeria to be part of a process of redress,” concluded the University’s statement.

The Pitt Rivers Museum website describes the looting of the Benin Bronze artefacts as “one of the most explicit examples of British colonial power removing art by force… in the interests of imperial expansion.” Delegates from the Royal Court of Benin have visited the Pitt Rivers Museum twice, and representatives from the Pitt Rivers Museum visited Nigeria in 2019 as part of a Benin Dialogue Group.

The Group, along with the Digital Benin Project, brings together museum directors and researchers from Austria, Germany, the Netherlands, Sweden, and the United Kingdom, with representatives from the Edo State government, the Royal Court of Benin, and the National Commission for Museums and Monuments, Nigeria.

The 145 objects in the Pitt Rivers Museum comprised less than 1.5% of all of the items looted in the attack. A further 10,000 objects taken during the raid are spread across 165 museums and private collections throughout the world.

The objects remain on display in the Pitt Rivers Museum today.

 “The Museum has received confirmation from the Oba and Royal Court of Benin that they would prefer the Bronzes to remain on display,” reads a statement on the Pitt River’s Museum website.

Image: Jorge Royan/ CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons 

Bouncer’s rejection: it’s not you, it’s him.

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Just a quick disclaimer that this is definitely in no way based on any personal, ego-related trauma or inner wound from a recent real event. I simply just wish to provide some hypothetical guidance to those who may have gone through this randomly-imagined humiliating situation. Not that I know what this must feel like or anything, but when a French bald 6,4ft man with the arms the size of two bouncy castles looks you up and down and in front of about 500 people tells you that you are an underserving speck of insignificant scum who should never leave their house again and should never have left in the first place (not in so many words maybe, but a look can convey potent sentiments, trust) it must not be the crème de la crèmiest feeling on planet Earth. (I can only imagine of course). 

So, here is the purely hypothetical situation at hand: It’s Halloween. You’ve queued for the club for an hour and a half, and you are getting your ticket ready while your friends in front of you go in. It takes about half a second longer for you to yank that little unrelenting piece of paper out of your unnecessarily packed wallet, but finally there it is. You hand it over, having made the bouncer wait half a second longer. He, him, the man, the total stranger in front of you gives you a look (the look, communicative of potent sentiments previously detailed), shakes his brick head in quasi-imperceptible movement and that’s that. Finito. Your fate has been decided. You are not going to give the crying drunk girl in the toilet fake consoling compliments. It’s ciao ciao babycakes. And you have only two choices here: to start sobbing uncontrollably like an 8-year-old whose Nintendo has been confiscated for the evening, or to simply stoically accept that 3 hours of your time and 3 ounces of your nearly-finished foundation and now-substanceless Chloe perfume (& 3 stomach-defeating vodka shots) were all in vain. Pour rien. But can you imagine sobbing uncontrollably like a Ninento-ridden child in front of 500 people? Christ. Could never be me…

However, I urge you to not be superficial in taking the rejection at face value. Just like the boy in school who used to kick you in the shins definitely had a life-consuming crush on you, the droid-faced bouncer standing in the way of you and your alcoholic sweaty mosh pit-induced dreams must be hiding a secret form of infatuation. Hear me out. Your figure is looking the best it ever has and your dress is hugging it like they’re two reunited BFFs who have not seen each other in over four years. Your eyes are so foxy and lifted that aliens would be jealous and your lips are a shinier than the Eiffel tower in the rain. So, you have definitely not been rejected on the basis of your appearance. And as much as I do think that sometimes one can engage in some form of telepathic communication (like on the metro, when you are connected to a stranger through mutual identification of a sudden disagreeable stench permeating from the man that just walked in) there is no way you and robot-faced bouncer man have communicated mentally on any level. So, this is clearly very much a him problem. 

Here are the only four possible explanations for the rejection:

  1. 1. (The obvious one) He has a sudden love-at-first-sight crush: You are his exact type. Everything he’s ever wanted. So you’re distracting him and he already needed the toilet but now because of you he’s literally about to wet himself. 
  2. 2. He is colour blind: This would make a lot of sense. Your blue Brats Doll Halloween wig isn’t resonating as to him it is red, and because your dress is pink he does not enjoy the pink and red outfit clash (although, if he were to get up to scratch with Vogue’s latest he’d know red and pink are a deeply sophisticated mix). Just a pearls before swine situation.
  3. 3. You look like his ex-girlfriend: Not much to say here. His out-of-his-league hot girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend and that is not your fault. Nor is the resultant blend of your parent’s chromosomes.  
  4. 4. He is gay: Just like Leo in the year above was unfortunately definitely gay because he didn’t get with you at Ella’s house party, similar case here. And as much as you may have sexuality-transcending sex-appeal, it can’t work on everyone.

Listen, I know it’s gutting. Especially when you’ve just listened to a 50-minute positivity podcast about not comparing yourself to others and being happy in your own skin. A bit difficult to trust you though, Ms Positivity Adrienne, after watching all your fellow Brats Dolls strut towards their sweaty mosh pit dreams and being denied the same strut. Unfortunately, you cannot control what human (pri*k) was plopped in front of you at that very moment. You can, however, control whether or not you will choose to emit the mousy squeaky voice of despair (which exists somewhere within us all, alongside the Karen). And as much as I understand (and validate) the urge to let him know you hope he gets a papercut in between his fingers and a truck doesn’t fully run him over but just his toes, we must supress our inner squeaky Ninento-ridden voice. Especially when there are 500-odd spectators. 

All jokes aside, it was disgusting to leave a drunken girl in a skimpy outfit outside on her own and let all of her friends in. I’d go as far as to say slightly sadistic. A perverse power trip. But here are 2 reasons I thank him:

  1. 1. Just like I learnt from my awful ex, and would actually relive that relationship just for the colossal subsequent glow-up that ensued, I thank Bouncer for prompting an imminent new one. (Still waiting).
  • 2. I will never have a boring shower again. (They were getting quite mundane). Now each one is a new exhilarating opportunity to perform an (increasingly aggressive and improving) monologue. Funny how uncanny the resemblance between a human and a motionless shower tap can be. 

But ultimately, I wouldn’t stress too much because the French word for bouncer is “videur”, which means “emptier”, so it is literally his job title to extract the gems from the garbage. You are the gems.

The COP26 coalition: Politicians won’t save us, people will

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Following a link in a tweet three months ago, an email and a training session the same evening, a few texts, train tickets, months… and we were here, a friend and I, in Glasgow, for the middle weekend of COP26. A pink sign with a picture of an anonymous rural woman standing in a desert, the dry ground fissuring away from her feet like shattered glass, hung above us as we exited the station: “NO TIME FOR DELAY, LET’S GET TO WORK: THE WORLD IS LOOKING TO YOU COP26.”

We were here to volunteer with the COP26 Coalition, a coalition of groups and individuals organised around the principles of climate justice. For communities in the global South there has been “no time for delay” for decades. The initial economic growth of the global North depended on industrialisation powered by fossil fuels and displacement, murder, and theft of the global South, before a shift to economic policy that perpetuates  this dynamic. Climate justice identifies the planetary environmental crisis as being rooted in this divided political ecology and advocates solutions that address these root causes.

The Global Day of Action, organised by the COP26 Coalition for the middle Saturday of the conference, saw hundreds of thousands of people gather in cities around the world to rally for climate justice. In Glasgow alone we found ourselves in the company of more than 100,000 others, including other stewards in high-vis, friendly smiles, standing in the pouring rain. The march was organised into 13 blocs with different emphases, highlighting how the climate crisis intersects with different movements and systemic struggles. Leading the march was a bloc for Indigenous peoples, raising awareness about the urgent need to centre the leadership of Indigenous people in the climate and ecological crisis. Other blocs in the march focused on anti-racism and anti-oppression, farmers and land workers, as well as  climate justice generally. We were at the biodiversity bloc, marching under the wings of a giant puppet RSPB avocet.  rainbow emerged as the rain cleared and we chanted: “What do we want? CLIMATE JUSTICE. When do we want it? NOW.”

That evening we attended a talk by climate representatives of QUNO (the Quaker United Nations Office) and Quakers in Britain which outlined the processes and challenges of COP26 in the context of previous COPs and climate justice principles. A key policy area that came up in the discussion was ‘loss and damage’ finance: a framework for industrialised nations to direct money to enable countries in the global South to cope with and recover from the immediate impacts of climate change that they are already experiencing. The moral dimension of this finance was emphasised – the global North is (in general terms) directly responsible for the death and destruction being experienced by the global South, and so the former must do all they can to help the latter cope.

This issue of loss and damage was first raised in 1991 by the Alliance of Small Island Nations, but was only included in international policy in the Paris Agreement of 2015, via the Warsaw Mechanism formulated two years prior, but this money has not materialised. At COP26, global South countries are still pushing up against resistance to loss and damage financing. A closely related issue is how much international finance is assigned to adaptation. Currently, about 20% of climate finance goes to adaptation, with the rest assigned to helping mitigate emissions. One of the primary aims of COP26 is to achieve the $100bn per year of climate finance directed from ‘developed’ nations to under-developed nations that was set as a target for 2020. Currently, it looks like the finance will not be achieved until 2023 and the Least Developed Countries negotiating bloc is still trying to secure assurances that 50% of the climate finance will go toward adaptation. Loss and damages and adaptation are the focus of Monday’s COP talks, ongoing as I travel from Glasgow.

Sunday saw the beginning of the COP26 Coalition’s People’s Summit, which comprises a huge range of events across the city and online, running till Wednesday. After a shift helping set up at some of the venues, I attended events ranging from workshops on transitioning to a non-growth-based economy and by the Collapse Total campaign – which is mobilising global action against the French fossil fuel company (one of the largest greenhouse gas emitters and still expanding operations in Africa and elsewhere) – to talks on the UN Declaration on the Rights of Peasants. The final event we attended was ‘Indigenous Feminisms’, given by five Indigenous women and femmes from present-day Central and North America. This panel emphasised how the climate crisis affects the food, homes, and communities of Indigenous peoples, areas of life where femme people often have an integral role. They emphasised that Indigenous people are not a monolith, but represent a huge diversity of cosmologies and aspirations. The panellists agreed that respecting the sovereignty of these diverse communities through free, prior, and informed consent is a fundamental pre-requisite to upholding Indigenous rights and ensuring climate solutions (including nature-based solutions) do not perpetuate colonialism. 

Over the course of the weekend I met and talked with other young people advocating for climate justice and was energised and inspired. We shared our frustrations at not being taken seriously by people in power and at how when we are included it is often tokenistic and most of the time unpaid. With this in mind, I was pleased to see the release of Youth4Nature’s ‘Global Youth Position Statement on Nature-based Solutions’, which included a call that, “NbS implementation must follow strict binding social and environmental safeguards, with a focus on ecosystem integrity and functions, meaningful participation and free, prior, and informed consent from Indigenous Peoples and Local Communities, human and Indigenous rights, and rights of nature.”

Those that contribute least to global greenhouse gas emissions are currently suffering the most, yet national and international policy frameworks do not go far enough to support them and instead pander to the influence of powerful extractive industries. The Global Day of Action, the People’s Summit, and other actions in Glasgow over these two weeks demonstrate the anger and love that empower change. A grassroots, bottom-up movement founded on solidarity among oppressed groups is a vital compliment and antidote to top-down multilateral directive frameworks if we are to address the root causes of the climate crisis.

Image Credit: Dean Calma / CC BY 2.0

Paris Photo 2021: Getting All the Angles

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Thursday, November 11, 2:00 pm, picture this: bustling isles, shuttering cameras, and sales of thousands of dollars happening on the spot. A promising opening day to Paris Photo 2021. The Grand Palais Éphémère, so named because it stands in for the permanent exhibition hall situated across the Seine, appears the ideal location for the return of Paris Photo’s 24th edition, a celebration of an art form that captures the transient image. The largest international photography fair welcomes a community of collectors and photographers eager to abandon JPEGs and over 200 exhibitors ready to host in-person art experiences.

“Seeing images on a screen is not the same as the physical encounter with them in person. It gives another dimension to the image, it’s more alive,” Gosette Lubondo, a photographer from Congo and winner of the Maison Ruinart Prize, says discussing her series Manu Solerti (meaning “with an expert hand”). Lubondo is very much inspired by place, and when considering how to best capture Ruinart’s champagne estate she asked herself “why not render an image of the people who are as present in this space as the three-hundred-year-old caves themselves?” Her photographs pay homage to the unseen work of the women and men who produce Ruinart champagne. Lubondo superimposes images of her subjects, both opaque and nearly transparent, to “insist on the temporality of life, on the presence of one person at a specific time, in a specific location.”

On location

At Paris Photo, the importance of physical presence cannot be overstated. Valerie Whitacre, sales director of Hamiltons Gallery in London, notes “photographs bring groups together to discuss in the present, while also serving as artifacts of a time and place, of a person and a project they completed.”

Indeed, gallerists took into great consideration the in-person viewing experience of exhibited works. Hamiltons turns its stall into a dark room with exposed light bulbs, with the result akin to a camera obscura effect on the works displayed. In the dim-lit stall, the subjects positioned against white backgrounds in Richard Avedon’s series In The American West almost demand face to face confrontation. The dramatic scale of the photographer’s work calls upon visitors to pass the threshold of the image and glimpse their own humanity in the sitters’ raw emotions. While at Pace Gallery, curators take care to give equal attention to master photographers as well as emerging artists. The stall lures visitors with bright, white-washed walls that feature a single photograph without regard to the image’s size. Erin Sigoloff, sales assistant at Pace, explains, “The way the booth is organized is not something you can get on the Internet.”

Changing the Focus

Despite the massive overwhelming presentation of images what makes Pairs Photo special is encounters with photographers. At THE PLATFORM, new artistic perspectives and ideas are exchanged on the hour. It’s here that Zora J Murff discusses the inspiration behind his images that depict construction spaces. The artist photographed the work-in-progress structures during lockdown because “everything was so quiet, but construction kept going.” He was inspired by the way in which temporary infrastructure held the walls in place. The series coincided with the tragic death of Ahmaud Arbery, a 25-year-old Black man killed by three white men because when Arbery stopped on his jog at a construction site, his assailants believed he stole something and “found him suspicious.” Arbery’s death prompted Murff to reflect on how easily he could have been marked as “suspicious” for merely pursuing his art as he examined the foundations of construction sites.

As visitors jostle in Curiosa, the emerging artists sector of the fair, rushing to get to the next book signing or critical conversation, many pause at the stand of one of this year’s Carte Blanche Student 2021 laureates, Francesca Hummler. The twenty-four-year-old photographer embodies the value of sharing artistic experiences in person. Hummler holds hands with her mother as she describes the inspiration for her Unsere Puppenstube (Our Dollhouse) series. For Hummler, the photos of her younger sister Masantu, adopted from Ethiopia by her German-American parents, evoke, “something really personal.” She uses her camera as a vehicle for strengthening the relationship between her and her sister. “It is the culmination of all our identities.”

Where identity has an intimate expression in Hummler’s work, it has a wider focus at Silk Road Gallery, the only booth from Iran. While Western galleries fill the aisles, the stands representing the Middle East and Asia are far less numerous. Silk Road’s chief curator, Anahita Ghabaian Etehadieh, notes that “What’s important to us is that there is content, not just an image that may or may not appeal to the aesthetic side. All the photographers in this booth are talking about real issues – immigration, the proliferation of suburbs all over the outskirts of big cities – the photographers are by Iranian artists but the subjects of immigration, depression, isolation, are not local subjects.” She says that one of the roles of her gallery’s presence at Paris Photo is to change “the negative image of Iran with the brilliant work of our photographers. We try to inform people about the art that is circulating in Iran.”

The stall for Paris-based Bonne Espérance (Good Hope) hosts a space for South African creativity. This year, it presents a monographic exhibit of Jürgen Shadeberg’s works, an artist famously invited by Nelson Mandela to photograph his return to Robben Island in 1994. Shadeburg is also known for documenting the National Party’s destruction of Sophiatown as an implementation of the apartheid regime. The photographer’s captivating images are not only a testament to his keen eye but to the powerful jazz and resistance figures who changed the cultural, social, and political fabric of the country in the 1950s.

Bonne Espérance was set to do a retrospective of Shadeberg’s works in 2020 but, due to the pandemic, the show never took place. Given that Shadeberg passed away later that year, the gallery sees Paris Photo as an opportunity to display a retrospective of the photographer’s works worthy of an exhibit in a museum. According to Claudia Tennant, a representative of the gallery, the name not only conjures the spirit of South Africa but of hope, a thread that connects Shadeberg’s powerful images throughout his career. Tennant admires the works on the walls as she says, “The exhibit is a real experience for visitors. The work is from the past, but it touches them in the present.”

A New Lens

For Lubondo and Hummler, this is their first time attending Paris Photo (although Lubondo has shown her work in previous editions of the exhibition). Lubondo adjusts her face mask and smiles, “It’s nice after taking the photos to get to interact with people, to see how people receive this work and share it.” And Hummler has a similar view: it’s an exciting time to be a photographer, “you can feel in the room a newfound energy and enthusiasm for the arts.”

Close up, the photographs capture in a single frame the vibrancy, diversity, and depth of the human experience. Zooming out, the exposition invites visitors to stop and glimpse the sheen of a mounted image, to take in the length and breadth of a picture, to engage with a moment in time. Paris Photo 2021 unites an international audience with snapshots of where we’ve been, who we are, and where we’re going.

Will Neill’s Real Deal: The Decline and Fall of Boris Johnson

This has been a bizarre week for Boris Johnson. I appreciate that this is an evergreen statement, applicable to basically any week in the past two decades. But this week was a particularly strange one for our Prime Minister. With a self-inflicted corruption scandal, his party plunging in the opinion polls, and his MPs gathering against him; it seems that the Tory Crown Prince’s clown is beginning to rust. Perhaps Bojo has finally lost his mojo.

The annual speech to the Confederation of British Industry is a typical affair for the Prime Minister, an opportunity to lay out their economic vision for the country and hit upon the usual soundbites and buzzwords. Instead, our glorious leader Boris floundered around on stage like a kipper; stumbling and stuttering, losing his place, and at one point literally imitating car noises. In one neurotic moment, Johnson started referring to himself in the third person and even compared himself to Moses – the expected humility from a child who grew up demanding to be World King. Instead of producing a plan to tackle Britain’s food shortages or prevent a future energy crisis, the Prime Minister went on a bizarre tangent praising Peppa Pig World. Boris heaped praise on the Hampshire theme park, concluding that ‘Peppa Pig World is very much my kind of place’ – that makes sense because right now it clearly isn’t reality. The sad conclusion to the speech was Johnson losing his place mid-speech, stumbling for forty seconds and repeatedly muttering ‘forgive me’. Perhaps he thought this was charming or sincere, but it came across like Lady MacBeth desperately washing her blood-stained hands. 

This speech dominated the news agenda for the following day precisely because it is symptomatic of the crisis at the heart of the Johnson government. Waffle, mockery and digression all pointing to the black hole of leadership in this administration. Laura Kuenssberg reported that a ‘Senior Downing Street Source’ noted the ‘concern…about the PM’,  calling for the Cabinet to ‘demand serious changes’. This tweet was one example of the growing choir within the Conservative party expressing frustration with Johnson’s style of governing. But as the old adage goes: elect a clown, expect a circus. 

Consider the Tory corruption scandal that has been a political whirlpool engulfing the party in the last two weeks. From Johnson’s position, all this turmoil was not just unnecessary but utterly avoidable. If Owen Paterson had simply served his suspension not only would he still be an MP but all the numerous Tory skeletons would be sitting comfortably in the closet, and one could expect that Johnson’s party would remain sailing happily in the polls. Johnson’s pitiful attempt to defend Paterson has unleashed weeks of political chaos. The Tory leader may be a ruthless opportunist, but he is far from an effective political operator as the last few weeks have proved. 

This is also a politically risky moment for Johnson, with the leader flanked on both sides. Plotting in No. 11 is long-popular media golden boy Chancellor of the Exchequer Rishi Sunak, waiting eagerly in the wings. But even more troublesome was Johnson’s recent appointment of Liz Truss as Foreign Secretary, darling of the Tory right and someone who would no doubt seize the opportunity if the ball came loose from the back of the scrum, so to speak. Johnson’s Cabinet are as angry with his governing style as they are ambitious. Even key Johnson loyalist and Brexit negotiator Lord Frosh is upping the heat on Johnson, stating that he was aligned with the Chancellor in the ‘goal… to reduce taxes’, blatantly challenging the Prime Minister’s interventionist policies. 

Nonetheless, for all the hopes and cross-fingers amongst Johnson’s numerous enemies that the end may be nye, I think it would be wise to hold steady. As Mark Twain once wrote about himself, reports of Johnson’s demise may be greatly exaggerated. Boris Johnson is the definition of a teflon politician: nothing sticks to him and he has an almost supernatural ability to bounce back. His numerous affairs, his failed post-Brexit coup, his shambolic Foreign Secretaryship, his poor handling of the Coronavirus outbreak; all instances where political journalists have deemed this to be the final end to his streak and yet every time he has defined his political termination. Boris not only has the appearance of the balloon, his political career has also floated continuously and unfathomably upward. A mixture of opportunism, selfishness, and cunning has ensured his continuous ascension. But much like Margaret Thatcher’s usage of the royal ‘we’ in 1989, perhaps the self-aggrandising comparisons to Moses and usage of the third person in his CBI speech prove  too much. The ever-rising ascension of Boris the Balloon could finally pop. 

However, there is a reason the Conservatives hold the title of the world’s most successful political party. They are ruthless. Johnson may have won the 2019 election and been essential in providing Brexit, but if he proves to be a liability they will rid themselves of him as ruthlessly they vacated Mrs Thatcher. For now Johnson is a winner, but every streak ends, and no one is bigger than the party. As Keir Starmer said last week, in reference to Morrissey’s famous song, perhaps the joke simply isn’t funny anymore. 

Image credit: Number 10 via Flickr (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0).

COP26 or COP OUT?

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On the 6th November, as I was walking past the climate protest on Cornmarket in Oxford, I saw several children, adults, and elderly people walking down the street with a sign asking: “COP26 or COP OUT?” 

In the past weeks leaders from all around the world have gathered in Glasgow to discuss how to make sure our planet is still liveable in a century. *Correction*: leaders from almost all around the world gathered in Glasgow, since Xi Jinping and Vladimir Putin, the leaders of China and Russia – both in the top 5 of largest CO2 emitting countries – decided to not show face in Scotland. Can a conference about fighting climate change be effective in any way, if the leaders of two of the countries who contribute most to climate change are not attending? It is hard to believe that much can be done without their involvement, but can we seriously believe that had they been there it would have been very different?  

Last April, newly elected US president Joe Biden held a virtual climate summit and managed to get leaders (including Xi and Putin) around a table to make vows to reduce emissions and achieve carbon neutrality. This extraordinary summit was meant to strengthen Biden’s position as leader of the fight against climate change, especially during the COP26 negotiations. However, more than six months later, diplomatic tensions, just like temperatures around the world, have not ceased to rise. After the disastrous retreat of US troops from Afghanistan, America can no longer dictate the world’s political agenda and expect everyone to follow. Biden closing his address by asking God to do the job for him (“May God save the Planet”), should tell us not to place too many hopes on his leadership. Similarly, tensions between France and the United Kingdom caused first by the cancelled submarine deal, then by the current fishing war that puts the countries on either side of the channel in opposition to each other, have not created an atmosphere that promotes cooperation. With allies not speaking and major polluters not attending, perhaps COP26 was a cop-out. 

On paper, leaders in Glasgow have vowed to lower their methane emissions by 30% before the end of the decade and to heighten their efforts in preserving forests and natural habitats which are key to the stability of the global climate. However, it is difficult to look at these engagements optimistically when 1) most countries are likely to not follow through, and 2) even if they were to commit, the UN’s climate commission believes that these efforts will prove insufficient in keeping the rise of global temperatures below 1.5 degrees before the end of the century. 

Greta Thunberg too, the face of the fight against climate change, has no doubts about the conference being a “failure”. Like many of the thousands of climate activists that were in Glasgow during the past few weeks, she opined that COP26 was just another “greenwashing” stunt, out of which no change will result. Despite promises and pledges that have been made during the conference, there is not much that guarantees any of them will be kept. After all, it would not be the first time that countries cop out of their climate engagements. Even the Paris COP21 agreement in 2015, which was deemed “the world’s greatest diplomatic success”, has yet to bear its fruits. Almost seven years later, most countries have not even started to put into place any action that will allow them to  achieve their targets (not mentioning countries that have yet to define their targets). 

With all this in mind, we can’t help but ask ourselves whether leaders care about leaving a planet behind on which the next generations can live. Luckily, this question is easy to answer when looking at our own Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, who was seen falling asleep next to UN General Secretary and Sir David Attenborough at the opening ceremony and was unable to resist making  jokes and references to James Bond  during his speech, which received few laughs. To top everything, he felt it was necessary to replace the four and a half hour train journey from Glasgow to London with a private jet flight to attend a  reunion at a private gentlemen’s club  with the confessed climate change sceptic, Charles Moore. Unfortunately, this makes it hard to believe that he takes the climate crisis seriously.

The COP26 might well have been another failure on the environmental front, with leaders happy to speak about the urgency of the situation, but far less willing to act upon it. It is frustrating to see that even after a year in which climate change-induced catastrophes have been more frequent than ever, with wildfires raging on all four corners of the world including Siberia, and floods causing devastating loss of human life in countries like Germany, there is still no impetus for leaders of developed nations to take drastic action. Furthermore, Glasgow has once more shown that there are plenty of solutions to reverse the curves of emissions and global warming. It will undoubtedly involve changing how the world works – how we supply our lives and where we invest our money – but there are solutions, but solutions which need to be applied soon. Sadly, for now, those who have the most leverage to implement change are not willing to do so, which casts doubt over the future of human life on this planet.

Image Credit: Andrew Parsons / No10 Downing St / CC BY-NC-ND 2.0

THE NAME GAME: A personal reflection on the ‘transtrenderism’ trend

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CW: Transphobia

The first thought I had upon receiving the LGBTQ+ Soc x Cherwell submission call was “Incredible, Cherwell is publishing an issue on trans experiences – maybe I’ll enter a piece”. It is telling that despite having been wrestling with my trans identity for nearly five years and having been out and proud as genderqueer for nearly five months, the second thought I had was: “I probably won’t let them publish my name. I wonder if they’ll accept anonymous submissions?”

Any queer individual reading the above paragraph will know the myriad of reasons which could have caused my trepidation. One of the very fun (read: not fun at all) upshots of laying claim to one’s gender-based ramblings is the sharp, cold panic that comes from outing yourself to someone new: that split-second moment as you gauge their reaction and determine whether everything between you has catastrophically changed. Now take that feeling and multiply it by all of Oxford. Putting your name on any piece of work ties it to you irreversibly; putting your name on a piece about the trans experience is a statement (particularly if you are trialling a new name in the process). A statement that says I am here, queer, and claiming it. Now – how are you going to react?

Yet the term ‘statement’ applies in more ways than one. Publishing an article such as this requires having not only the courage to come out, but the courage to trust oneself enough with one’s own identity to claim it in the first place. Thus, the insidious question currently reverberating in my head, persuading me away from proud authorship, is the following. What if put my name on the article, what if I change my pronouns, tell my parents, start transitioning… what if I do all of these things, and I’ve got it wrong?

After the aforementioned five years of self-interrogation and five months out of the closet, it seems ludicrous that I am still questioning whether I’ve been kidding myself all along. But for transgender youth, the concept of being seen as a fraud is all too stingingly familiar. As the trans community has become more visible, sceptics have sought to undermine us by saying that we’ve all been suckered by social contagion. The brutally dismissive terms often used to describe this are the ‘transgender trend’, or ‘transtrenderism’. I, personally, fell prey to the particularly nasty narrative of Rapid Onset Gender Dysphoria, a term used in a much-criticised research article to describe an increase in questioning individuals who were assigned female at birth, and which many celebrities and mainstream media outlets have sensationalised under the concerned guise of ‘protecting young women’ who are supposedly taking desperate measures to ‘escape misogyny’. What, and face overwhelming transphobia instead? Let me be clear: there is no ‘transgender trend’, merely increased visibility, increased acceptance, and thus an increased number of people having the courage, language, and resources to explore their identities.

I am sick of infuriating conversations where J.K Rowling’s outbursts against trans healthcare provision are dismissed as frustrating but ultimately benign. Such rhetoric legitimises the concept of ‘transtrenderism’, leading directly to legislative decisions such as the banning of puberty blockers for trans youth, and most recently the inclusion of gender therapy in the UK government’s proposed conversion therapy ban, cruelly equating lifesaving medical treatment for trans youth to the traumatic, life-endangering process by which queer individuals are psychologically manipulated into abandoning their identities.

Yet while we’re no strangers to being battered from those outside the transgender community, accusations of faking it can also come from within. The impulse, upon experiencing external oppression, is to turn inwards and play the game of respectability politics. As a result, some of the most damaging rhetoric I absorbed as a young queer came in the form of internalised transphobia. Any questioning individual will be aware of the raging online debates over the necessary and sufficient conditions to identify as trans. I still don’t know where I stand on these issues, but I do know that the aggressive gate-keeping they engender lead to the isolation of those who need community the most. At fifteen, I spent hours of my life watching trans YouTubers who told me that I was mistaken, that I wasn’t trans enough, that I was a trender. If I didn’t fit into their narrow conception of an ‘acceptable’ trans person, I couldn’t be trans at all.

These are still issues I struggle with now. While some trans individuals know exactly who they are and how they want to transition – and good for them – I have no idea who I’ll be in twenty years’ time. It’s taken a while, but I’m slowly coming to terms with the idea that even if I do change my mind in the end, there is nothing inherently wrong with taking the time to explore one’s identity. I understand the panic that young people may make irreversible mistakes, but the solution to this rare phenomenon is not the blanket repression of trans identity and healthcare. In the UK, only 0.47% of post-transition Gender Identity Clinic (GIC) attendees surveyed experienced transition-related regret: to me, this does not speak to an epidemic of vulnerable young people jumping on the bandwagon and regretting their choices, but to individuals of all ages figuring themselves out, accessing crucial affirming treatments, and going on to thrive as a result.

Instead, the answer is a proliferation of the very services transphobes criticise. Greater availability of counselling will allow questioning youth to experiment in safe professional environments, rather than in mercilessly exclusive corners of the internet, and thus quite literally save lives. Besides, anyone who has tried to transition through the NHS will tell you that it is impossible to get surgery in a snap of your fingers. Wait lists for NHS GICs are staggering: as I write, they are currently offering first appointments to people who were referred to their services in October 2017. ‘Transtrenderism’ as a concept does not protect young people, but actively deprives questioning individuals of better resources. When nobody trusts you about your own identity, within your own community and outside it, it is difficult to trust yourself. There’s a reason it took me five years to come out, and that reason is because I was searching desperately for the self-assurance necessary to say no – I know myself best. As the trans community, we truly are the authorities on our own experiences, and we deserve to recognise that. So while it’s no wonder I was reluctant to write my name on this article, if you look beneath my title, you’ll see it there. It’s a statement indeed: a statement which still feels daunting, but one that I’m finally willing to make.

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Bilingualism in music: a cure or curse for monolingualism?

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In a world in which more than half of the population can speak more than once language it has become increasingly common for an artist who is multilingual to sing not just in their mother tongue, but also in another language with which they are familiar. Bilingualism in music is nothing new but it certainly has seen a dramatic rise in recent years with artists such as Camila Cabello, J Balvin and Cardi B (alongside musical legends like Shakira and Celine Dion) producing songs written in multiple languages. However, this raises questions as to the impact of bilingual music on cultures. Does bilingual music allow these artists to reach out to English speakers and encourage them to understand a new language? Or does it undermine the importance of the language and the culture to which it belongs?

Indisputably, the rise of bilingualism in music can be attributed partially to globalisation. In this modern age, the process of interaction between people, companies, and governments worldwide is certainly increasing and the music industry plays a part in this. The world of music has, in the last few decades, seen increasing interactions between continents and their music styles – for example, the traditions of Latin American music have become intertwined and included in Western English-Language pop music. Indeed, the distance between Spanish-language pop and English-language pop has diminished rapidly in the last few years. On the one side, English-language artists have started creating massive hits based on drum patterns coming from Latin pop. The underlying beat of reggaeton, called dembow, has become more and more popular. There has also been an increase in musical collaborations between English speaking and Spanish speaking artists. A key reason for this is commercial incentive. Indeed, Latin American and Spanish music is consumed on a huge scale and western music producers, eventually realising the lucrative nature of this industry, have jumped on the opportunity through the vehicle of bilingual collaborations. This, in turn, has led to the explosion of bilingualism on the Western music scene. 

It is hardly surprising that the second most common language used in Western music is Spanish and its Latin American variants. This is largely thanks to the popularity of Latin American genres such as reggaeton in the West. Reggaeton, a music style that originated in Puerto Rico during the mid-1990s, is defined by its catchy lyrics and freedom of lyrics. Its popularity in radio and on the clubbing scene has led to its dominance on music charts across Europe and America. Artists such as Cardi B, Beyonce and Justin Bieber have collaborated with Reggaeton legends such as Luis Fonsi, J Balvin and Daddy Yankee to create hits such as ‘I Like It’ which appeared on Cardi B’s album Invasion of Privacy and have consolidated the prominence of bilingual music in the Western world. Perhaps the most recognisable example of afamous western artist aiding the spread of bilingual music is Justin Bieber’s collaboration with Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee to produce the remix of ‘Despacito’. Although the original version proved highly successful in numerous countries, the remix version,released on April 17, 2017, has been widely credited by music journalists as being instrumental in popularising Spanish-language pop music in the mainstream market again. The success of the song and its remix version led Daddy Yankee to become the most listened-to artist worldwide on Spotify on July 9, 2017, being the first Latin artist to do so. ‘Despacito’ was cited by Billboard’s Leila Cobo as the song that renewed interest in the Latin music market from recording labels in the United States.

In 2017, two of the most popular singles in America were bilingual: ‘Despacito’ and J Balvin’s club classic ‘Mi Gente’ which gained incendiary power thanks to a Beyoncé cameo. In both cases, the English-speaking singers made notable effort to acknowledge the dominance of Spanish-language pop by singing in Spanish. Indeed, despite the commercial benefits that these artists certainly received perhaps the most important outcome of their success is their cultural impact. The rise of bilingualism in music has led to the evident diversification of the musical landscape in the West and a significant increase in linguistic appreciation. These collaborations have opened audience’s eyes and ears to the diversity of music across the world. It has shown them the value of different musical styles which are linguistically diverse from the western norm. 

However, songs are not only being written with verses in different languages, now many bilingual artists record multiple versions of their hit songs. For example, Enrique Iglesias’ ‘Bailando’ exists in two versions, one in Spanish and English and one entirely in Spanish. In a similar way, Christine and the Queens wrote lyrics for every track of her album ‘Chris’ in both English and French. The reasons for these choices can be considered twofold; the first is personal and the second more cultural. Increasingly, artists are wanting to connect with their heritage and with the cultures that they identify with. Celine Dion is a key example of this; she grew up in Quebec, a predominantly French-speaking province in Canada, and so, honours this fact by singing almost as much in French as she does in English. On a wider cultural scale, by producing two versions of songs these artists succeed in widening their audiences. They make their music doubly accessible – encouraging their listeners to witness the blurring between culture, language and music. 

The comprehensive effect of bilingualism in music on listeners and audiences is, I believe, yet to be fully seen. However, the early impact is encouraging. Recently, Italian band Måneskin have been making waves across Europe and America after their win at Eurovision. Indeed, the role of international competitions like Eurovision in promoting bilingualism and linguistic diversity in music should be noted. It was Måneskin’s win at Eurovision which has allowed this band to broaden their audience across Europe and America. Their winning songZitti E Buoni’ was the first song in Italian to get into the UK Top 20 in 29 years and is an encouraging sign that the world of anglophone music is diversifying. Importantly, another one of their tracks, this time written in English, ‘I Wanna Be Your Slave’ also placed in the UK Top 40 – perhaps indicating progress in the idea that artists need no longer to be constrained to producing music in just one language. As summed up by Victoria De Angelis, the group’s bassist, their Eurovision success had now given them the “chance to experiment” as “it’s always been the goal to write songs in both languages.”

In all, the rise of bilingualism in music has meant that bridges are being built between people from different linguistic backgrounds and cultures. By giving a broader range of people access to music written and produced in multiple languages allows them not only a glimpse into bilingual culture but an insight into different ways of seeing the world and expressing thought. The act of engaging in musical expression with multiple languages makes bilingual music intrinsically more nuanced than monolingual music ultimately encouraging audiences to broaden their minds and appreciate the linguistic variety of the world. 

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A House Divided: My dad and I can’t agree on Ben Platt’s album Reverie

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Ben Platt waltzed into my heart the way he did most other teenage girls: as the shy guy from Pitch Perfect and then the Broadway star in Dear Evan Hansen. When his debut album came out, I was ecstatic. I think I played it in every room in the house. Which is how my dad came to hear it – telling me to please let him have a moment of peace. 

With the second album out, I was ready to repeat the experience. However, instead of Reverie being my obsession,I found myself repeatedly turning to Maisie Peter’s recent album or reruns of classic Taylor Swift (Taylor’s own version of course). There are certainly songs that I love from this album, ‘Happy to be sad’ is beautiful from its lyrics to the layering in the chorus. When he released ‘Imagine’, I remember smiling and playing it to my then partner (turns out I could imagine my life without him, but I’ll leave that story for another time).

Yet, I find myself missing his debut ‘Sing To Me Instead’. The vulnerability, the soaring notes, for me it was one of those elusive ‘no-skip albums’ in which I felt like every song nailed it. I went to see his first album live in Hammersmith Apollo with my mum – we both cried throughout. His honesty about his anxiety in ‘Ease my Mind’ (‘When they pull me under/I can feel my sanity start to unwind/darling only you can ease my mind’) His discussion of dating someone who was still in the closet through ‘Honest Man’ is a situation that many in the queer community can relate to. Finally, the most up-beat track off the album ‘Share Your Address’ about Ben wanting to jump headfirst into a relationship after the first date and ‘spend quality time with your mother’ had everyone in Apollo theatre jumping to their feet.

As I sit down to write this article at the kitchen table, I started to play Reverie ready to somehow try to express some of the disappointment I felt as a die-hard Ben Platt fan that this second album hadn’t quite lived up to the experience of the first.

“Who is this?”, my dad says as he dances into the room. When I tell him, he replies, “this is one of his better songs, he’s really letting the emotion through.” I look up in shock – my dad has complemented the guy who he used to refer to as the “the one with the hair” and again ask me to repeatedly turn him down. ‘Childhood bedroom’ is, in my opinion, the best song of the album. I take a chance and play another one off the album ‘Happy to be sad’, and my dad starts smiling: “I am potentially a Ben Platt fan, I just find his belting notes unnecessary.” Maybe this is the difference between the first and second – Ben’s second album is certainly softer, there are certainly a faster tempo to some of his songs, but it ultimately does have that feel of being a body of work produced in the slower environment of lockdown. Childhood bedroom captures finding yourself back in an environment you thought you’d left behind, ‘falling right back into the way it was’ and the iconic line ‘dancing like I never get to’ makes me want to pick up my hairbrush and thud round my room.

The album is linked throughout with three parts of a song ‘King of the world’, and it’s electro-pop sound is a complete departure from anything Ben Platt has ever done, and to be honest is an immediate skip for me. I have listened to it multiple times now, and I’m still unclear of what this thread of the album is for him. The lyric ‘you took my weed and two years of my precious time’ makes me laugh each time I hear it in the song ‘leave my mind’ – ironically, the song can quite easily leave my mind as soon as I’ve finished listening to it. That’s how I feel with the majority of the album.

For me, the connection and emotion were lacking in comparison to the extent I experienced it in the first album. Yet, this is the first time my dad has actually sat down and enjoyed Ben Platt’s music. So, hey – why not give it a listen? You might be a potential Ben Platt fan in the making – like my dad!

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