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How to Maintain Meaningful Relationships over the Vac

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Pretty quickly you realise that Oxford socialising is intense. A week of regular cups of tea with someone can create speculative rumours about your relationship with them worthy of any gossip mag, whilst a minor (or major) breakdown about an essay deadline, tough tutor or dating turmoil in front of a new friend makes you feel like you’ve bonded for life. In the nine weeks I’ve spent at Oxford, I’ve felt at my most vulnerable in front of people who didn’t know me mere weeks ago and I’ve learnt more about the people I’m close with now than friends I’ve known for the majority of my life. 

The reason relationships at Oxford can be so genuine is that they thrive on the close proximity and the shared experiences. The majority of friendships are formed and maintained with face-to-face connections over cups of coffee or behind laptop screens, cultivating empathy as you experience everything about that person, from the way they hold themselves, to the tone of their voice. This allows an unedited vulnerability more likely to generate a lasting relationship and it’s furthered by the unique culture, uniting students through the power of bizarre bop themes and crewdates. Social media is largely reduced to a perfunctory role of facilitating that real-life socialising and in such a pressurised environment, having understanding friends nearby fosters a supportive atmosphere that breeds BFFs.

But friendships that seemed entirely unbreakable in 8th week now appear far more fallible in the wintry light of the Christmas break. Outside of Oxford, friendships are conducted through a minefield of group chats, DMs and Facebook tags – leaving you yearning for the days of 2am catch-up cups of tea or impromptu get togethers. When you’re home for Christmas and you find your new friends far-flung and preoccupied with family and old school friends you can feel at a bit of a loss. It’s easy to be unenthused by superficial chatter about upcoming collections when you’re used to the animated discussions of the last Bridge Thursday or the drama from the latest bop and you can’t be bothered to type out lengthy prose on what exactly you’ve both been up to.

So meet up with them! The happiest I’ve been this vacation was when I was sat around a dining table with my nearest and dearest from College, having dinner and catching up properly. It’s the easiest way to combat that texting lethargy and seeing friends outside of Oxford confirms that you don’t just work in a specific, pressurised setting. If they can’t travel, or you can’t, Facetime is the next best thing and negates that anxiety about slow responses or what a ‘reaction’ to a message really means.

Relationships move fast at Oxford, close friendships are created in the blink of an eye (or the time it takes to exchange lecture notes) and when a week is an eighth of a term, the time you spend with people becomes far more significant. Whilst this means the relationships you develop can be meaningful and worth maintaining, the vacation is also a good opportunity to take some time away from those newly formed friendships and to gain some perspective outside of the Oxford bubble. Over Christmas people may not be reaching out as much, but sometimes it’s this distance that makes you appreciate them all the more. Hilary term will only reaffirm the friendships formed in the first and the vacation can be a time to reunite with older friends who are often easier to neglect when you’re overwhelmed with books and bops come term time.

If you’re missing people, tell them – though beware the landmine of misinterpreted intentions, the ticking time bomb of replying too quickly, or too slowly and the inevitable awkwardness of a read message with no reply. It’s tempting to just wait until they’re your neighbour again and invite them over for a cup of tea. But be brave and reach out to them; arrange a Facetime call or a daytrip to see them, catch up on how their holiday has been and commiserate about collections together. It doesn’t have to be the incessant chatting, meeting up and nights out of an eight week term, but they’ll be pleased to hear from you, I promise.

Top 10 Transformations in Literature

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New Year, new you? Let’s see how long this year’s resolutions last. As the festive cheer fades into oblivion and January rears its miserable head, so begins the annual inundation of well-meaning self-helpers who pledge that this really will be the year that they make those long-overdue changes to their lives. But how much can we really alter ourselves? And how often are these revisions ever more than purely superficial? It is no surprise that literature has, for millennia, attempted to document our human fascination with metamorphosis. We could say, of course, that all literature is about change – about characters growing, developing, learning – but the transformations in the following list are somewhat more emphatic. Changes of heart, changes of mind – from the skin-deep to the skin-crawling – here are 10 literary works which shed light on the varying mutations and renovations that we all may dread or dream of undergoing.

Metamorphoses, Ovid (c.8 AD)

“In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas / corpora”, opens Ovid’s Metamorphoses, and that is as good a summary of the fifteen-book epic as any. Cataloguing hundreds of myths, this is a monumental study of the human desire for mutability and adaptation. Incredibly, these tales continue to resonate – perhaps now more than ever. Before there was ghosting, it seems, there was metamorphosis. Daphne transforms into a laurel tree to avoid Apollo. Io becomes a cow to avoid jealous Juno. And Jove, with his unquenchable libido and slippery shape-shifting tricks for shirking responsibility, is a frightening warning of unchecked male power.

A Midsummer Night’s Dream, William Shakespeare (c.1595)

Shakespeare gives new meaning to the term jackass when Puck the mischievous sprite transfigures silly Nick Bottom’s head into that of a donkey. Only in the chaotic topsy-turvy realm of comedy could the ass-faced fool then find himself romanced by Titania, queen of the fairies. Are we to treat any of this as real, or is it all simply part of a whimsical midsummer fantasy? Bottom’s epilogue suggests that it is we, the audience, who have been dreaming all along.

“Lamia”, John Keats (1819)

Lamia seeks Hermes’s help to be rid of her serpent form so that she may pursue the beautiful youth Lycius. The transformation is painful, but Lamia is prepared to endure the torturous “anguish drear” and “scarlet pain” in order to satisfy her lust. All seems to be going well until mood-killing philosopher Apollonius turns up and reveals Lamia’s true identity.

A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens (1843)

In Ebenezer Scrooge, Dickens created perhaps the most famous miser in all of literature. But he also gave new power to the festive season as a time for redemptive metamorphosis. A rebuttal to the 1834 Poor Law Amendment, which applied Malthusian theory to the poverty relief system in an attempt to deter all but the truly destitute from seeking workhouse support, Dickens’s portrait of a man’s transformation from misanthropist to philanthropist is a timeless reminder of how it is never too late to change.

Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson (1886)

“Man is not truly one, but two”, warns Stevenson in one of the most famous tales of transformations in literature. And yet, Henry Jekyll’s devolution into the atavistic rogue Edward Hyde isn’t really a transformation at all: it’s an unleashing of something that has always lurked within him. Through Hyde, Jekyll is able to indulge the Wildean double-life suspected of many Victorian gentlemen. Hyde may even be a coded reference to suppressed homosexuality, or indeed any secretive taboo frowned upon by Fin de Siècle English society. He is an outlet for the supposedly respectable Jekyll’s inner desire for depravity and debauchery – the “devil” he had “long caged”. In releasing Hyde, Jekyll is letting free the beast within us all.

The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka (1915)

Imagine waking up one morning to find yourself transformed into a giant bug. When travelling salesman Gregor Samsa becomes an incapacitated insect, his family–tragically–are repulsed by him. Kafka’s surrealist nightmare continues to disturb and perplex, and Samsa’s struggle to prove his worth in spite of his hideous appearance remains as devastatingly moving as ever. Philip Roth’s The Breast (1972), in which a man is transfigured into a colossal human mammary gland, is a lighthearted and hilarious spin on the tale. Last year, Ian McEwan reversed Kafka’s concept in Brexit satire The Cockroach.

Orlando, Virginia Woolf (1928)

After a lengthy sleep, the Elizabethan nobleman Orlando awakens not as a bug, but as a woman. His mind is the same, but his body has morphed into that of a female. Orlando is also unable to age, and so we track the eponymous hero/heroine from the Renaissance all the way to the 1920s. A pioneering work of postmodern proportions, Woolf’s landmark biography-cum-novel is a sharply satirical treatise on the fluidity of gender, the constraints of literary form, and the historical sidelining of women.

The Changeling, Joy Williams (1978)

The masterful Joy Williams is never better than in her underrated sinister yarn about a woman who becomes convinced that her child has been replaced by another. But this is by no means the strangest conundrum at the heart of The Changeling, a novel brimming with metamorphic mysteries. Pearl, an alcoholic who longs to escape her menacing husband’s family (including a cacophony of dreadful and indistinguishable children), doesn’t know if she’s drunk or sober when she watches a little girl transform into a deer. By the end of the novel, at which point Williams takes to manic Beckettian prose, we’re not so sure either.

The Bloody Chamber, Angela Carter (1979)

Like Stevenson, Angela Carter was fascinated by the bestial appetites that we are forced to suppress. This wonderfully witty collection of stories returned the bleakness and sex to fairytales that had long been diluted by the Disney machine. But in Carter’s searing hands, these fireplace legends also become parables of female empowerment. Take “The Tiger’s Bride”, for instance, based on “Beauty and the Beast”. In Carter’s story, the heroine does not seek to transform the Beast back into human form; instead, she allows him to turn her into a majestic furry beast of her own. Sometimes Beauty is the Beast.

Bridget Jones’s Diary, Helen Fielding (1996)

New Year’s resolutions became fashionable all over again with Bridget Jones. Helen Fielding’s clumsy but loveable foot-in-mouth heroine vows to make serious alterations to her life (career success, weight loss, giving up smoking – and, naturally, finding Mr. Right) as she hits thirty. Needless to say, the course of true love does not tend to run smoothly for this literary darling. A modern retelling of Pride and Prejudice, it takes the dashing but uppity Mark Darcy to convince Bridget that she need not change at all: he may just love her exactly the way she is.

Iran: What Could Happen Next

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The assassination of General Qasem Soleimani constitutes not only an escalation in tensions between the USA and Iran, but one of the most significant escalations in Middle Eastern politics for some time. Not only was Soleimani a revered war hero in Iran, but he was also intimate with the Iranian clerical leadership, heading the Quds Force, a subdivision of the highly trained, equipped and ideological Revolutionary Guard. His assassination is markedly different to the killing of al-Baghdadi or Naim Qassem, ex-leader and deputy leader respectively of ISIS and Hezbollah; the killing of a leading military figure of a sovereign country can, not unfairly, be interpreted as a declaration of war, however horrific his record.

Further, Iran’s influence throughout the Middle East is heavily reliant upon Quds and the Revolutionary Guard. Over several decades, the Iranian Ayatollahs have become extremely adept at covert warfare,  funding, training and supporting terrorist organisations throughout the Arab World in countries such as Yemen, Syria, Lebanon, and Iraq. Multiple Iranian proxies were closely connected to the recent protests which besieged the US embassy in Baghdad that began this course of events. This bombing by America therefore is not some peripheral restraint on Iranian economic interests but constitutes a direct attack on their most efficient weapon on the international stage.

Already American citizens have been urged to withdraw from Iraq entirely and told not to approach the Baghdad embassy. Numerous American and international businesses operate within Iraq, whose production shall no doubt suffer as a result. Further, they may see their own operations under attack, seen by Iranian sympathisers and operators as proxies of US interests. Though I suspect retaliation by Iran itself will likely target explicit American and Israeli targets, wider Iranian sympathisers in Iraq may also turn their anger towards western entities writ large. Let us not forget that although certain elements within the Iraqi parliament are sympathetic towards Iran, Iraq remains a needed ally of America. That American citizens are being urged to leave a US ally is therefore a dramatic and sudden alteration in US-Iraqi relations, and it shall be very interesting to see how the Iraqi government responds to this unfolding event.

To stabilise their position, America has resorted to sending a significant number of troops to Kuwait – 3000 thus far, though I suspect many more could be sent within short notice. America will likely scramble to secure vital interests within Iraq, as they simply cannot afford to completely abandon their presence within the country. It is vitally important not only to checking Iranian interests, but also to address issues in bordering Syria. If the Iraqi government fulfils the request of the legislature to revoke the invitation to America, US troops will also be forced to vacate Iraq, or be in breach of international law. Their departure, along with other coalition forces helping to mop up remnants of ISIS, would fundamentally change the precarious positions of power between terrorist groups, Assad and Russian forces, and coalition-backed entities in Iraq and Syria. This would likely be to Assad’s gain.

America is not the only power responding to this event – Iran has promised fire and brimstone for the assassination of a man they call a national hero. Russia has been one of the few powers to explicitly admonish America for the killing, but it’s unclear just how much they can do to respond. Retaliation will therefore likely come in one of three potential forms: firstly, directly by the Iranian regime and its Revolutionary Guard; secondly, from associated Iranian-backed entities such as Hezbollah; and thirdly, from disparate unorganised groups unaffiliated with any regime, likely in Iraq itself. We should not be too quick, however, to portray all of Iraq’s population as pro-Iran and as eager to take up arms against America. Iraq’s government had previously come under great scrutiny for continued ties to Iran, including from Iraq’s Shi’a population, and media organisations such as Al-Jazeera have reported celebration at Soleimani’s killing, seen by some as a key meddler in Iraqi affairs. Nonetheless, it is at least plausible that sections of the general population in Iraq, and across the Middle East, will be impassioned by this act.

A retaliatory strike through Hezbollah is a favoured Iranian tactic. But I suspect it shan’t be seen as enough this time by the Iranian regime. You can expect escalation from Iranian-backed organisations in Lebanon, Syria, Yemen, and elsewhere, jeopardising not only the little political stability present in such countries, but also the economic and political interests of Saudi Arabia, Israel, and other US allies in the region. Sadly, it is almost certain that such entities will respond with violence of some kind. If, however, the Iranian response was limited to peripheral attacks through such entities, Iran may worry that America would see this as a strategic win, encouraging them to ramp up their actions against the Quds forces.  In essence, if Iran does not respond with an attack in kind, they may worry they come off as the loser in this engagement.

Finally, will some official Iranian entity attack United States operatives? The number of interests the Ayatollah of Iran must now consider are numerous – much of the Iranian population I will likely demand a swift and powerful response. However the dramatic strength of the United States in the Middle East (furthered through the new presence of troops in Kuwait and southern Iraq) would make at least certain retaliatory strikes an almost certainly failures. Iran may also be seeking advice from Russia, China and others to see what options are open to them. A more successful route of attack for Iran may be digital, making use of recent advancements in technological warfare.

A likely site of tension is the Strait of Hormuz, shared between Iran and the Gulf states. It was here that last year a British-flagged tanker was seized, and the presence of Iranian, British, Saudi, American and smaller Gulf nation militaries makes this region a likely source of conflict. While I remain sceptical as to the potential for total war, some form of an economic embargo at choke points by Iran could prove devastating to international oil production and prices.

One outcome, of which I remain sceptical, is the potential for war à la Iraq 2003. In 2003, America faced a pariah state led by a secular leader with little domestic or international support, a military weakened after war with Iran, and a generally incapable leadership. In Iran, one finds a sizeable population, a highly efficient military force, not-insignificant levels of support for the state from the populace, and geographical constraints on potential invasion. Only the most hawkish of figures such as John Bolton consider direct regime change feasible, and with Trump also considering his domestic re-election, I doubt he shall consider war, which has become a vote loser I suspect since 2003. Of course, conflict can stop short of invasion, and as I have said, violence in Iraq or the Strait will itself constitute a worrisome escalation in affairs.

I’ll note that America’s assassination of Soleimani is not necessarily an irrational display of aggression (I shall leave it to you whether it can be justified or not). As I have said, the Revolutionary Guard remains Iran’s best way of influencing affairs in the Middle East, and through it, terrorist organisations have seen great success in limiting US influence in important strategic regions. And though the US-Iran nuclear deal contained much good it was wholly implausible that Iran would sacrifice its organisational and military network which has afforded it so much regional influence. In the absence of cooperation, any effective response to Iran would most naturally take the form of retaliation against Quds. They are, as we have seen in the Baghdad protests,  capable of and willing to, present violent threats to US personnel.

The killing of Soleimani is not comparable to prior instances of escalation between Iran and America.  It is the single most brazen act of escalation America could have taken short of an attack on Iranian soil. As such, the response one can expect from Iran should be of similar proportions. Countries such as Great Britain are right thus to urge for de-escalation, as Iran will no doubt respond in a very dangerous manner. If we are to avoid an ever-worsening position now, America must work very closely with its international allies to moderate its position, and Russia should attempt to tame Iran’s response, though the extent to which it can is questionable. One will likely see related conflict breaking out in Palestine or Lebanon, as Israel is seen by Iran as an extension of US interests, and Hezbollah figures were also assassinated alongside Soleimani. We must be wary of the potential American response to the murder of an American soldier or citizen, which is now an entirely plausible outcome, as it could further exacerbate affairs beyond measure.

“Bikram”- Review: The fad variant assumes corpse pose

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As a die-hard yogi since the age of eleven, I was quick to judge the idea of the new Netflix documentary Bikram as being unfair. I was concerned that it would unjustifiably taint the name of yoga; an activity which, in my eyes, is capable of positively transforming the world. However, Bikram yoga is a breed of the sport that I had heard a lot about and never tried, having only dabbled with the traditional variation of Iyengar yoga and then devoting myself to the more rigid practice of Ashtanga. I was vaguely aware that Bikram was a type of eponymous yoga that involved a fixed sequence and heat to achieve powerful results, however I had no understanding about the man himself or his impact on the practice. In spite of this, yoga is something which I view as being a healthy and beneficial practice, therefore I was optimistic in deciding to watch Netflix’s most recent expository offering, but it opened my eyes up to the other side of yoga, the side of yoga which should not exist, let alone be tried.

The documentary explores the creator of Bikram yoga, a man named Bikram Choudhary, now 75 years old, who brought the series to the Western world in 1971. The yoga consists of a 26-posture sequence in a room of 41°c, intended to replicate the climate of yoga’s origin, India. The practice lasts 90 minutes and encompasses two kinds of breathing exercises. Everyone featured in the documentary sings the practice’s praises, saying that it made them want to share the gift which had given them so much.

This power, however, was not just solely down to the effective structure of the series, but more so, perhaps, down to its teacher. Bikram was, as former studio owner, Patrice Simon notes “like a lion […] a force”. Another yoga teacher, Val Sklar Robinson, goes further to say that “he saw potential in you that you might not see [yourself]”. Throughout the documentary, his effective teaching style and series is highlighted and praised, even when his darker side is explored. The consistency of this praise made a part of me eager to try out his practice and see if it appealed to me in the same way that it had appealed to so many others. But this was only fleeting.  

It is apparent straight away that Bikram is a strange and abrasive character. The clips exhibit him parading around his classes scantily clad in no more than a black pair of speedos, coupled with his firm voice dictating the class “welcome to Bikram’s torture chamber, where you’ll kill yourself for the next 90 minutes” which speaks to the sheer difficulty of the practice. Another of his former students, Jakob Schanzer, underlines Bikram’s forthright nature, noting how he told him to suck in his stomach as he did not like “to see the jiggle jiggle”. From the outside, these examples deter me from wanting to experience his teaching, yet also intrigue me as to why these people continued to exalt him at this point in the documentary; these ‘quirks’ appear to be part of the reason as to why America was so taken by him. 

In this vein, Bikram yoga is described as ‘McYoga’; an all-American practice which went very much against the grain. There was no chanting and, although originating in India, it blossomed in Beverly Hills where its traditional roots were disregarded for the physical benefits which could be gleaned. He wholeheartedly approved of this name, having already become incredibly wealthy, boasting a collection of ostentatious cars and pairing a Rolex with his characteristic speedos during class. This yogi was one the world had never seen before.  

It transpires that Bikram was and potentially still is a sexual predator, having been accused of raping several of the women he taught. One of the main difficulties for these women was that they were forced to continue with the practice in order to become yoga teachers, as the only way to become a teacher of Bikram is to go through its creator directly, leaving them trapped within his system. Sarah Baughn, a former student who suffered at his hand in this way, says he asked her to be in a relationship with him while already married and assaulted her later on when she resisted his predatory advances. Another, Larissa Anderson, was raped by him at his family home while his wife and children were upstairs. She did not feel able to tell anyone or do anything about it due to it being her life’s mission to become a teacher and having already made many sacrifices along the way. This deterred me even more from the practice, I wondered why anyone would want to be part of it if it belonged to an avaricious predator who was unsafe to be around.  

Another noteworthy moment that Bikram recognises is his relationship with his former legal counsel, Micki Jafa-Bodden. When she got wind of the sexual allegations made against him and suggested to his wife that he step down, she was forced to resign and had her visa and car taken from her; Bikram ruined her life. Micki decided to go to court against him. Although she eventually won the case, she has still not received any remuneration as he fled the country instead of facing the legal consequences and has still not been charged criminally. 

The documentary ends with recent images of him teaching in Spain 2019. For some reason, he is still teaching yoga after many testimonies against him and after this court case exposing his immorality. Yet this is where the true conflict lies, he brought the western world an ostensibly very effective type of yoga and an equally effective, albeit abrasive teaching method which has caused many to overlook his significant flaws. This is revealed at the end when Patrice Simon expresses her desire for him to make a “comeback” as his yoga is “magical”. Interestingly, the documentary demonstrates how this is not actually his own yoga, but rather a form of yoga invented by his guru in India. Mukul Dutta testifies to this, having shared this guru in the past. Dutta appears to be deeply offended by Bikram’s theft of the practice and use of it in his own name rather than the name of its true creator. This was the straw that broke the camel’s back for me and inhibits me from trying the practice myself; even if it is valuable, there is nothing I can see that is moral in its origins. 

If Bikram yoga calls to you, whether that be because you want to see if you can push yourself to your limit with the powerful sequence, or whether you want to understand why so many continue to revere the practice in spite of the claims against it, I urge you not to. Bikram yoga was founded on greed and lies. Its legal owner is someone who is fraudulent, dogmatic and predatory which, for me, corrupts the practice and outweighs any physical benefits which could be reaped. I think I will stick to Ashtanga yoga, and I feel angry that this man has tarnished yoga’s name. 

Moran calls for City Council to “step up”

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Layla Moran has called for Oxford City Council to “step up” after an investigation revealed that almost 47,000 homes have been left vacant nationwide, including 27 in Oxford.

The Liberal Democrat investigation revealed that the homes had been left vacant for over five years.

The figures collated from over 300 local authorities across the country reveal there are 12,889 homes that have been empty for ten years or more, according to the Liberal Democrats.

Freedom of Information requests also uncovered that a further 313,792 houses had been empty for 6 months.

Results of this investigation come after the new government revealed that 127,000 children faced being homeless at New Year.

The investigation revealed that Oxford City Council has six homes empty for ten years or more and 27 empty for five years or more. 545 are currently considered to be “long-term” empty, defined as over six months.

As part of the Liberal Democrat commitment to alleviate the housing crisis, they are calling for legislation to allow authorities to increase council tax by up to 500% where properties are being left empty long-term.

Revenues from this tax would be used to build new homes for the community or to invest in local services.

Layla Moran, MP for Oxford West and Abingdon, said: “Communities up and down the country, including our own, are being torn apart because affluent owners are treating these properties as financial assets.

“Instead, these homes could be turned into affordable places to live for some of the most vulnerable people in our society. We are in the midst of a housing crisis here in Oxfordshire, and the city council needs to step up to play its part in fixing it.

“People deserve better. That’s why Liberal Democrats are demanding councils are given the powers and resources we set out in our manifesto to bring empty homes back into use.”

1000s attended ‘Uncomfortable Oxford’ history events in 2019

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‘Uncomfortable Oxford’, a project encouraging awareness of Oxford’s ‘legacies of inequality and imperialism’, has experienced rapid growth since its creation in 2018.

Almost 3000 people attended events over the past year, according to their 2019 Impact Report. These include tours, lectures, and workshops.

The organisation has run over 159 walking tours, reaching people from over 31 different countries. These tours are led by students and “encourage analysis and discussion about uncomfortable subjects within the city”.

The most popular event has been ‘The Original Uncomfortable Tour’, with 1260 people attending in 2019. Further walking tours include the ‘Uncomfortable Literature Tour’, the ‘Oxford and Empire Tour’, and the ‘Follow the Money Tour’.

These figures are reflected in the large quantity of positive feedback, with the walking tours averaging 5 stars on TripAdvisor. Visitors commend the knowledge of guides, the global outlook, and the barriers broken down to spark discussion.

The Impact Record also records how awareness has increased through collaborations, events, and publications. Co-directors Olivia and Paula published ‘The Maps We Inhabit: Storytelling, Memory and Uncomfortable Oxford’ in online journal Living Maps Review and were interviewed on the ‘Naked Humanities’ and ‘For Art’s Sake’ podcasts.

‘Uncomfortable Oxford’ started a series of talks about the British Empire, the PUBlic lectures. They also attended the Being Human festival, co-hosting a ‘Death Café’ style-event to encourage reflection on how “stories of historical deaths are used socially and politically”, and ran an Activism Café at the East Oxford Community Centre.

Two DPhil students in the Department of History, Olivia Durand and Paula Larsson, founded the project in 2018. It aims to “‘raise awareness and create discourse’ about the ’uncomfortable’ legacies of inequality and imperialism in the city and the university’”. The 2019 newsletter describes how this involves colonisation and imperialism, race and racism, gender and women’s history, LGBTQ+ history, slavery, violence, and wealth and financial ethics.

2020 will see a continuation of the PUBlic Lecture Series, the creation of ‘The Uncomfortable Oxford Podcast’, and collaboration with ‘The Whip’, a new play by the Royal Shakespeare Company.

Star People: unearthing Miles Davis’ jazz-rock family tree

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By the mid-60s, jazz was floundering. The preceding decade saw bebop – the most radical post-war interpretation of the breed – birth several pioneering sub-genres. This reinforced the forward-looking credentials of the artform whilst rendering it increasingly mainstream behind the idyllic picket fences of White America. But the noble experiment had faltered badly.

Kind of Blue, the best-selling jazz album to date, emerged just before Ornette Coleman released The Shape of Jazz to Come, shaking the foundations of the genre. The resulting free jazz ascendancy disregarded convention and favoured the avant-garde, alienating numerous listeners while catalysing the acceptance of rock ‘n’ roll as the foremost contemporary US musical genre. Many appreciate free jazz, but British audiophilesm, for whom accessible, homegrown straight-ahead jazz was increasingly popular, would not know how to describe the characteristic cacophony of the new sub-genre until The Clangers premiered ten years later.

With jazz no longer at the cutting edge, the art form succumbed to stagnation and short-lived fads. The distinctive Austin Powers theme, ‘Soul Bossa Nova’, a foot-tapping 1962 Quincy Jones instrumental, represented ephemeral trendiness as opposed to timeless cool. Rather than assimilating Brazilian music to advance their genre, jazz labels released successive samba-infused albums to exploit fashions and distract casual listeners from the avant-garde barrage. Of the three main jazz schools – hot, cool and “is this just tuning, or has it actually started?”, the latter camp was winning. Something had to change.

Enter, shrouded in mystery and cigarette smoke, genius trumpeter Miles Davis: original Prince of Darkness, tireless innovator, and celebrated Kind of Blue architect. Between 1968 and 1972, Davis recorded a seminal tetralogy which returned jazz to the forefront of musical innovation. He birthed the crossover jazz-rock genre and assembled players who later formed five of the most important but underappreciated 1970s bands of all time.

Fittingly released only six days after the Apollo Lunar Module finally landed, the ethereally beautiful In a Silent Way would probably be considered space-age music by listeners of Dave Brubeck or Bill Evans. The album became a significant influence on the genre, punctuated by an exquisite Joe Zawinul melody, and even an accidentally-toppled beer bottle. Twice.

However, the real shock was Bitches Brew. Every aspect of the double LP (including the bold title and surrealistic gatefold sleeve), suggested a thoroughbred musical statement. Abrasive trumpet blasts, aggressive tape edits, and a dense rhythmic backdrop jointly created a difficult but rewarding listening experience. With this album, Davis completely eschewed established musical forms while moving far beyond free jazz.

The next major release, Jack Johnson, fused the desire to create the greatest rock band in existence with a tribute to the famous pugilist and an exploration of African-American identity. Yorkshire-born guitarist John McLaughlin battled Davis for prominence across the first part of the album, before more melancholy and meditative atmospheres take hold. Boxing seems to permeate the LP, influencing the subject matter and confrontational musical delivery.

Then came one of the most controversial jazz statements ever. On The Corner aimed to return the genre to Black America, drawing on the infectious funk of James Brown and even the stark experimentalism of Karlheinz Stockhausen. Ultimately, the mixture of visceral groove and constricted improvisation baffled critics; upon release, the album sold poorly. However, its reputation has improved dramatically, and the work is now cited as a major influence on jungle and hip-hop music.

After On The Corner faded into obscurity, Davis focused increasingly on live performance before commencing five years of sex and drugs, yet remarkably little rock ‘n’ roll. Though he would return in 1981, later collaborating with multi-instrumentalist Marcus Miller for Tutu, arguably the foremost 1980s jazz album, he ceased to be regarded as an important innovator. However, young drummer Tony Williams had formed fusion-group Lifetime after the 1969 In a Silent Way sessions. It became the first of five major jazz-rock acts founded by Davis alumni, particularly the Bitches Brew team, which would define the sub-genre in the 1970s.

Another Davis drummer, Billy Cobham, formed The Mahavishnu Orchestra with John McLaughlin in 1971. The hard-edged international group drew on Indian classical music and progressive rock, releasing some of the heaviest canonical jazz albums. Following his Scientology conversion, keyboardist Chick Corea collaborated with Lenny White in Return to Forever, an accessible Latin-infused band with a widely varied output. Herbie Hancock, another esteemed keyboardist, released two albums with The Headhunters, using the fundamentals of On the Corner to create a more approachable brand of jazz-infused funk. Davis even opened for Hancock, which doubtless irritated the experienced trumpeter, yet was the first evidence of the baton being passed on.

Perhaps the greatest of all these groups was Weather Report. Core members Wayne Shorter and Joe Zawinul recorded fifteen albums from 1971 to 1986, forming the backbone of 1970s jazz-rock. From the tentative experimentation of the promising debut to the raw power of Mysterious Traveller and sheer joy of Heavy Weather, the ensemble blazed a trail of unmatched virtuosity and innovation. The notion of a well-known jazz act filling arenas, headlining Glastonbury and releasing a double LP of greatest hits appears strange, but Weather Report were no ordinary band.

Similar to the closely-related progressive rock, jazz-rock ‘fusion’ capitulated to punk and changing tastes as the 1970s ended. Yet, fusion was also a victim of its own success: aiming to reach the widest audience, record producers began infusing the sub-genre with vocals and disco beats, ultimately gaining few appreciators. Furthermore, the warm ambience of jazz label CTI later inspired smooth jazz which, though not without initial artistic value, eventually swamped countless radio stations with unashamed cheesiness. But the underappreciated jazz-rock vein remains ripe for musical exploration.

Fusion might leave rock fans bemoaning the presence of a saxophone line and jazz enthusiasts horrified by prominent guitar solos. However, music should not be placed into such boxes and judged according to its degree of conformity to genre conventions. The 1970s jazz-rock explosion arguably produced some of the most forward-thinking albums of all time, many of which stemmed from the likes of Bitches Brew. Also notable is British fusion – involving great bands including Nucleus, Brand X and Earthworks – and the partial revival of the sub-genre under GRP Records. But new listeners wanting to explore this rich history are advised to take the long road, following the knotty branch connecting In a Silent Way to Heavy Weather, undoubtedly discovering hidden gems along the way.

A Decade to Forget

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For a man who once helped his friend try to beat up a journalist, calling a December election was in retrospect a rare act of kindness from Boris Johnson. Normally Christmas is a time for violently falling out with extended family, but anecdotally, it seems everyone was too shattered to do the ‘politics conversation’ this year.

And no wonder. Whether you were traumatised or elated by Johnson’s victory, we are all united in our political fatigue. Whilst we might like to think that the defining photo of 2019 was Greta’s beaming cherub face on her zero-emissions sailboat, a more accurate representation would be a desiccated Prince Phillip leaving hospital. For the first time in 98 years of trying, His Royal Highness perfectly captured the mood of his nation – one exhausted by a decade of political shithousery.

In the distant future, historians who want to know how people were feeling at the end of 2019 need only look at this photo. If you look very closely at Phillip’s sunken eyes you’d be forgiven for thinking you were looking in a mirror; putting your ear up to the screen, you’d hear a whole nation craving the sweet release of their own state funerals.

The election was in a sense a fitting end to the 2010s, the shattering full stop which the decade truly deserved. If you woke up on December 13th with a nasty case of déjà-Bullingdon, perhaps a reminder is needed that Boris Johnson, David Cameron and George Osborne were all Buller men during their time at Oxford. Whilst the dining club may currently be going through a bit of an image crisis, former members presided over the country for six and a half of the last available ten years.

In fact, this truly was the decade in which Oxford saw the worst of its chickens come home to roost. As a university, we currently seem to be on the sharp end of a particularly vicious phase of karmic retribution, making you wonder what really went on in Oxford during the late 1980s.

Did the Vice Chancellor host tea parties for notorious sex criminals? Offer fellowships to neo-Nazis? Whatever went down, it must have been truly horrific for the universe to decide that PMs Cameron and Johnson would be Oxford’s most significant contribution of the 2010s. Karma really is a bitch.

The current university powers that be must be hoping for an abrupt career change from Greta, crossing their fingers that she wakes up one day realising that Politics, Philosophy and Economics at Christchurch is her real calling, rather than saving us all from death by forest fire. The alumni posters need a serious facelift, and Johnson’s gormless grin clearly isn’t going to cut it.

His chief adviser however, has clearly got the memo that Oxford doesn’t always know best when it comes to politics. Earlier this week, anyone who has ever based elements of their personality around On the Road felt their ears burning when Dominic Cummings called for more “weirdos and misfits” to apply for jobs in Number 10.

In just 3000 words, Cummings made it clear that when it came to his new personal assistant, he didn’t want “more Oxbridge English graduates who chat about [French psychoanalyst Jacques] Lacan at dinner parties”. Why he felt the need to single me out in public is unclear.

Cummings’ rambling word soup of a blog post essentially describes Effy Stonem from Skins. If you cast your mind back to when we thought Nick Clegg (the manic pixie dream girl of the 2010 Election) might be our salvation, you really begin to see how far we’ve come in just ten short years.

Sadly, the successful applicant may not be around long enough to save us from the most terrifying political prospect of 2020: more of Cummings’ blogs. Sounding a lot like Oxford’s own admissions guidelines, he writes: “I’ll bin you within weeks if you don’t fit — don’t complain later because I made it clear now.”

It is easy to make fun of Cummings and his kaleidoscope prose, but he and his team hold the keys to Downing Street once again. The toxic whirlwind of political life since the EU referendum in 2016 has swept his self-righteous brand of politics to power.

It is important though to put our recent period of political what-the-fuckery in a wider context. This is the decade that gave us Donald Trump, Jair Bolsonaro, Rodrigo Duterte. Everywhere you look populist Poundland despots are springing up, like a nightmarish version of whack-a-mole if the moles had nuclear weapons.

I suppose we should be grateful that, ever the shrinking violet, we as a nation did our societal collapse a little more quietly than some. Half-heartedly voting to leave an international bloc looks rather tame as a national crisis when set against some of the other examples we see around the world.

Still, we go into the 2020s a more frightened and angry country than we were at the start of the decade. What Johnson and Cummings have planned for us next is anyone’s bet. Based on the photo, my guess is that Prince Phillip won’t be around to see much of it, fortunately, or unfortunately, based on your disposition. I have a sinking feeling many would like to join him in that.

The Rise of Scruffy Politics

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On the night of the 2016 US Presidential election, a group of my friends gathered to watch the event. At our little party, the men were dressed variedly – you could find everything from jeans to suits. But for the women, a clear trend stood out: nearly every single one of them wore a pantsuit.

As it happens, the vast majority of my friends were Hillary Clinton supporters. Throughout Clinton’s political career, she made a point of wearing black pantsuits with colourful shirts. She called it her ‘uniform’. During her bid for the presidency, the pantsuit became a symbol of her campaign: you could find cartoon pantsuit graphics on everything from lapel pins to bumper stickers.

All of this points to a somewhat obvious truth: how you look matters. It affects how people perceive you, and it affects whether people will vote for you. In her 2017 memoir What Happened, Clinton explains why she chose the pantsuit. The world has become accustomed to every male politician looking the same, she argues. Politicians tend to opt less for ‘fashionable’ and more for ‘consistent’, their choice of tie the only opportunity for individuality. The pantsuit helped Clinton fit into this predominantly male ecosystem, substituting a colourful tie for a colourful inner shell. In other words, Clinton chose the pantsuit because it was boring.

And indeed, it was meant to be boring. When politicians stand out for their outfits, it is rarely to their benefit; recall George Osborne’s ‘trendy’ haircut in 2013 or Theresa May’s Frida Kahlo bracelet. Politicians aren’t often admired for their fashion sense. Instead, they are expected to dress and act professionally. In the leadup to the 2016 Presidential election, this is what I thought about Clinton.

But then Hilary Clinton lost the election. She lost to Donald Trump, an orange buffoon with a bad comb-over and an unkempt suit. She lost to someone whose rhetoric consisted of crude jokes and slurs, whose wife never wears the sleeves of her jackets because she never needs to use her hands, whose whole campaign verged on the satirical.

Until recently, I thought it was a fluke. Americans are crazy, I thought. Being one myself, I should know. But then came the 2019 general election, and Boris Johnson and the Conservatives recorded a landslide win, making the UK the second country to hand power to a leader whose hair had fanfiction.

So how, I wondered, did Boris Johnson win with such a lack of professional style? But then I realised: Johnson didn’t win in spite of his scruffy appearance. He won because of it.

Take Johnson’s opponent, Jeremy Corbyn. Famous for his old polo-necked sweaters and black paperboy hat, Corbyn has long used his clothes as part of his brand, and though opponents criticise his ‘scruffy’ appearance, Labour voters love him for his authenticity. Contrast this with Andy Burnham, who, as you may recall from the twitter uproar, has been known to wear Armani suits. Corbyn’s dress emanates consistency and dependability.

Though he would probably deny it, Jeremy Corbyn is famous for his fashion. He once said of Parliament: “It’s not a fashion parade.” It is rather ironic, then, that in a sea of normalcy he has been one of very few politicians to connect to voters through his image – a down-to-earth, anti-fashion everyman wearing mismatched suits and jumpers his mum made.

But in the most recent general election, Corbyn took a turn. Through his years as a career politician, his jumpers and polos have been replaced by navy suits and red ties. He even donned a bespoke, one-of-a-kind suit whose pinstripes had stitched into them his motto: “for the many, not the few”. The irony was clearly lost on him.

Johnson, in contrast, is a perpetual state. His jacket hangs open, his tie is rarely done up, and his hair is always a mess. Yet none of this works to his detriment. Much like Trump, Johnson’s attire makes him relatable. Rather than coming across as a contemptuous political elite, Johnson acts and dresses like us.

We live in the age of scruffy politics, where being relatable is more important than being professional. Now that the put-together look of the pantsuit has given way to the poorly done tie, how our politicians dress is more important than ever.

Oxford’s Layla Moran becomes first publicly pansexual MP

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Layla Moran, the Liberal Democrat Member of Parliament for Oxford West and Abingdon, has revealed she identifies as pansexual, announcing she is in a “really committed, loving, supportive, relationship” with another woman.

Explaining her decision, Moran told PinkNews: “…as an MP I spend a lot of my time defending our community and talking about our community. I want people to know I am part of our community as well.”

Moran had previously only dated men, but during 2019 came to the realisation that she was pansexual, meaning that she is attracted to people irrespective of their sex or gender identity.

Moran’s announcement makes her the first MP to openly identify as pansexual. She has acknowledged that “the reason I’m speaking out is because I want to prove it’s not a detriment. It’s a great thing.”

Though, according to Moran, Parliament is a “weird, backwards place,” she has looked to other female LGBT+ politicians, such as Ruth Davidson and Justine Greening, as role models.

The reaction to her announcement has been broadly positive within the House of Commons, though there has been a lack of understanding of pansexuality on the part of some politicians. Moran said, “When I’ve spoken to people about it, the first thing they ask is, ‘So you’re gay then?’ ‘Well, I don’t know if that’s how I identify…’”

“The way I would have said it to people is, ‘Actually I’m probably bi,’ because that’s a term they understand. But when I’ve looked at the definitions of what I’m comfortable with – pan is more about the person, and less the gender. That, if I was going to force myself to have a label, that would be how I would identify.”

Moran met her girlfriend, Rosy Cobb, through their shared activities within the Liberal Democrats. Cobb was the Party’s Head of Press, before being suspended during the general election campaign for forging an email. Moran decided to make the relationship public following an approach by journalists.

Moran becomes not only the first openly pansexual MP, but the sole openly LGBT+ Liberal Democrat MP in the new parliament.

In December’s election, excluding Moran, 45 openly LGBT+ MPs were elected nationwide, the same result as in 2017. Of these 45, 20 were elected for the Conservatives, 15 for Labour, and 10 for the Scottish National Party.

The SNP has the highest proportion of LGBT+ representation of any party in the new parliament, standing at 21% of all their MPs, next to the Tories’ 5.5% and Labour’s 7.4%.

Moran’s announcement comes after she significantly increased her majority in the election to 8,943, up from 816 in 2017. Speculation is mounting that Moran will launch a bid for leader of the Liberal Democrats, after Jo Swinson, the previous leader, lost her seat last month.