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Scrap the rhetoric: simplifying our response to food waste

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As with so many other environmental issues, more and more people are becoming aware of the environmental strain created by food waste, and the good news is our overall waste is decreasing: between 2007 and 2012 there was a reduction in post-farm food waste of around 12%, which equates to 1.6 million tonnes of food waste. Yet still more than a third of all food produced never reaches a table. Articles and campaigns often compare food waste in western countries to the lack of provisions in other places: the Food and Agriculture Organisation of the United Nations describes how consumers in economically richer countries waste almost as much food (222 million tonnes) as the entirety of sub-Saharan Africa produces (230 million tonnes). For the average person, this feels like a larger-scale version of your mum telling you to ‘eat all your vegetables; think of the starving children in Africa’ – it doesn’t give much practical guidance for people trying to reduce their environmental impact. Indeed, the way information is presented in many articles and campaigns leads to an unhelpful approach to reducing food waste. When faced with these facts, consumers are encouraged to see themselves as shamefully wealthy and wasteful, destroying the planet and causing people in poorer countries to go hungry. Of course, no one wants this as part of their identity, but waste is so ubiquitous that the lifestyle changes required to reduce food waste can be made to seem impossible.

Admittedly, practical opportunities for waste reduction have increasingly been made available. New apps have been created to help reduce food waste, such as ‘Too Good to Go’, which allows people to buy leftovers from restaurants at a reduced price, or ‘Olio’, which functions like eBay for spare food. I’ve tried both, and they can be a great way to get cheap or even free food that would otherwise go in the bin. However, they can also reinforce an unhelpful way of thinking about food waste. The apps invite you to become a ‘food waste warrior’, and offer badges for ‘saving meals’. You earn points which quantify your ‘total impact’ and which you can compare with others to see how successful an eco-warrior you are. A similar message is spread by Silo, the new zero-waste restaurant in London. The restaurant aims to demonstrate that sustainability in the food industry can be financially viable; however, they do so by promising ‘purity’ to their customers, offering a ‘primitive diet’ which also happens to involve expensive and unrealistic food, including ingredients such as ‘rhubarb snow’ and ‘egg fudge’. Silo and the apps may have very effective marketing, and it’s easy to agree that their goal of reducing food waste is a positive thing, but they use unnecessary moral language to talk about food and make reducing waste seem far more difficult than it actually is. Instead of moralising, the food waste discussion should focus on educating consumers.

You don’t have to be flawlessly zero-waste or a ‘warrior’ to reduce food waste; it’s better to be realistic about your lifestyle and to make small, unglamorous changes. It’s important to think about the causes of food waste in your life: for example, special offers or online food shopping may cause you to over-buy. Perhaps you buy more than you need because it’s reassuring to have full cupboards? Or maybe you don’t make a shopping list when you go to the supermarket and end up with a lot of extra food? Studies have found that those with more time available for food-related activities generate the least waste. Lower levels of waste are also linked to behaviours such as meal planning, cooking the right amount of rice and pasta (which must be a superpower!), list-making and cooking with leftovers. But fundamentally, it comes down to not buying more food than you need, which increases food demand in supermarkets and has a knock-on effect, leading to agricultural overproduction. If consumers prioritise waste reduction, supermarkets and policy makers are more likely to include it as a factor in their decisions. Hopefully, by buying only what we need, we can create an industry in which farmers, supermarkets, restaurants are rewarded for sustainable practice without resorting to gimmicks and overpricing.

Realistic tips to help you reduce food waste:

•Learn how to store food so that it stays fresh for longer, including what food should be refrigerated – for example, bread, garlic and avocados last longer in the cupboard than the fridge
•Learn what shouldn’t be stored together – some fruit such as apples, tomatoes, bananas and melons produces ethylene gas which leads to a loss of chlorophyll, meaning food ripens faster – cucumbers and leafy greens are particularly susceptible to ethylene, so should be stored separately
•Transfer food and liquid into smaller airtight containers where possible and make sure caps are on tightly
•Check that your fridge is set to the right temperature
•Learn which best before dates are fine to ignore and don’t just throw food away as soon as it passes that date, and to make this judgement by smelling and tasting – your senses are there to stop you eating dangerous food, and most of the time ‘best before’ and ‘use by’ dates don’t mean the food is inedible
•Try to use up all the food you buy – for example, you can cook and eat and eat broccoli stems, and grate orange and lemon peels to use as zest in cooking

SATIRE: Party Time

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How many times do we have to elect politicians who look like Roald Dahl villains before a pang of embarrassment finally twinges? Nigel Farage and Anne Widdecombe waving their tiny flags in the EU chamber this week had definite shades of ‘Mr and Mrs Twit’ – if Twits were into hardcore xenophobia rather than simply pranking each other. 

Having said that, the Twits also enjoy living in a brick house with no windows to the outside world, so perhaps the parallels between Mr + Mrs T and the Brexit project are stronger than you might think. Nigel certainly looks like he’s had a few ugly thoughts which have taken their toll on his visage, but I’m not sure how the process works if you’re also saying those thoughts out loud on national television with Piers Morgan. I’d consult the source, but I don’t really remember reading that chapter in the book.

I wonder if Widdecombe might cheer us all up a bit by reconnecting with the eloquence she showcased in her poetry, written in honour of her dead cats a few years back. Why are they always failed artists? As she specialises in elegies, maybe something for the death of liberal Britain instead. Can I get that in rhyming iambic pentameter Anne? Yes? Thanks, hun.

With an atypically campy turn of phrase, Farage had a message for the haterz: “Some would say that I was overly theatrical, some would say I hammed it up a bit… those cynical critics would be entirely right, because that’s exactly what I did.” Are you ready for your close-up Nigel? Best get it while the cameras are warm – Nigel Paul Farage, MEP, is no more. Why then do I have this feeling we haven’t seen the last of him. Like any franchise which outstays its welcomes, another iteration is inevitable.

And what of the big day itself? Any foreplay which lasts four years, surely merits the mother of all climaxes. I suggest everyone readies themselves with umbrellas and braces for impact. If you happen to be standing near a Tory backbencher when the clock strikes 11.00pm tonight, the inevitable combustion may well be lethal on impact. I for one am not hugely keen on receiving a Big Ben Bong’s worth of pent-up liquid patriotism right in the eye.

A group with the charmingly oxymoronic name ‘Conservative Progress’ is offering true believers the chance to buy a ‘Brexit Celebration Pack’ for a bargain price of just £22.15. Included in such pack, they promise, will be bunting, flags and posters. Do these posters come with frames made of Nazi gold? For 22 quid, anything less would be grossly misleading – which, as we know, every Brexiteer deplores.

If the ‘Celebration Pack’ isn’t quite ringing your bells, rest assured there are other options. Pressure group ‘Leave Means Leave’ have got the go ahead for a party in London’s Parliament Square, a party surely destined to be remembered in the same breath as other classic examples of the genre: Bianca Jagger’s birthday in Studio 54, Woodstock, P. Diddy’s White Party.

I can think of many other places I’d rather be on Friday night – a coronavirus quarantine for instance – but just maybe it’ll prove to be the cathartic release that the nation so obviously needs. Perhaps after the celebrations have died down, and Farage has drunk his pint for the cameras, goodwill shall return to the capital. Leavers and Remainers will link arms in the streets, embrace each other and say ‘What were we thinking? We’re not so different you and I. These flags are just coloured bits of cloth really – let’s recognise the pain in each other and listen to what we’re really trying to say.’

Or not. If you read that paragraph with a straight face: WAKE UP, YOU HOPELESS CHILD. Look outside your window. When the cold grey morning of February 1st breaks, we’ll still be the same frightened, anxiety-ridden husk of a country we’ve been since 2016. Happy Brexit Day everyone.

Review: A new place to be Nourish-ed in Jericho

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Savannah Hawley on a café which proves healthy eating doesn’t have to be a fad

As trends for health food and ethical products are on the rise, so too is the demand for businesses that adhere to these standards. The health food scene in Oxford has stayed relatively small but strong, with a good number of cafés and restaurants around the city that serve organic or well-balanced meals.

One newcomer to this scene is Nourish, an eatery offering dishes that meet almost any dietary restriction. While I came for the food, the storefront was definitely enticing. It seems to be a one-stop-shop for most of the essentials in terms of dry goods and household products.

Leandra Mills, the manager of Nourish, spoke to me about the goals of the business:
‘We’re a place for everyone to find out about sustainability and taking better care of yourself. We have sustainable alternatives because we’re really passionate about all of these big environmental movements going on, but often people forget about themselves … so we want to help people be a bit more sustainable within themselves so that they have the energy and the ability to go out and fight the big fight,’ she said.

The store sells most things you need in terms of sustainable products — everything from beeswax wrap to vegan purses — and often offers sales. Also featured upon walking in is a wall of vegan and gluten-free food products; while it’s not necessarily a wide selection, all of their foodstuffs are staples that would meet most of your grocery list requirements.

Mark Johnson, co-owner, told me he was proud of the products at Nourish, and has searched hard to find suppliers that met their standards:
‘I can honestly say most of the people that we go to get it. Not only are they good people to work with, they have educated us as well … There are two processes to our vetting: how good the product is and what’s the ethics. That’s important to us, we don’t want to work with anybody that is just in it for the money’.

In keeping with this mission, all of the food offerings at Nourish are gluten-free and plant-based. Johnson told me a necessity for them was that people with dietary restrictions had a plethora of interesting choices at Nourish, instead of just substitutions. Additionally, the business will be running workshops and, if all goes well, regular courses on sustainable nutrition.

The retail section of Nourish, while exciting in its own right, is only a precursor to the intriguing food offerings. The café serves a wide selection of coffees and teas, and you needn’t worry about the cost of milk substitutes in their latte — Nourish uses plant-based milk as their default. Although I don’t drink caffeine, I had a coffee-loving friend come with me to judge their standard latte, and she was thoroughly satisfied. The drink selections aren’t too pricey, which is nice for a student on a budget.
I was a bit wary of the food at Nourish before I first tried it. Although I had already fallen in love with the storefront and mission, the food selection is small and rotates frequently — which, from experience, I know to mean the either that the offerings are refined and delicious, or not a real focus of the business at all.

This initial precaution was proven wildly incorrect after my first bite. I ordered the daily special: sweet potato, tofu, and fine beans with rice in a satay sauce. The combination of ingredients with varying textures and flavor profiles made me feel comforted with every bite I took. The star of the dish was undeniably the smooth and savoury peanut sauce — which added even more layers to the dish – if available, I wouldn’t have hesitated to buy a bottle. I finished simultaneously feeling satisfied, and wanting another serving just so I could keep the rich flavours in my mouth.

I later discovered that Amy, chef and partner at Nourish, also runs Xi’an in Summertown.
‘[Amy] just puts a lot of love in the food … My favourite meal has to be Amy’s Pad Thai. I’ve been to Thailand and I still prefer her Pad Thai to what I ate there. We also have Onigiri, which is like big sushi. Again, I’ve spent a lot of time in Japan and it is very great here. Mills said, when asked about her favourite dishes at the restaurant. “My favourite pastry would have to be the raspberry brownie’.

Ever one to take good advice, I ordered the raspberry white chocolate brownie that she recommended. It was chewy and rich, without being overly sweet – if not told, most would never know it was vegan and gluten-free. However, be aware: these brownies are seriously addictive. Nourish has a constant selection of desserts that includes doughnuts and cookies in addition to the brownies. Every single one is made in keeping with the plant-based and gluten-free standards of the shop.

If the great taste of the food isn’t enough, all of it, like the drink selection, is affordable — I managed to get both the main dish and a dessert for under £10. Cost does seem to be something the Nourish team kept in mind when building their business. In the mornings, coffee is only £1. Thursdays are designated ‘Thirsty Thursday,’ when those who bring in a reusable cup get a free refill from 8-11 am. The staff, too, were welcoming each time I visited, and are always willing to help answer questions about their specific products and sustainability in general.

The only possible drawback of Nourish is that they don’t have wifi. As a student, it would be nice to sit in their relaxing ‘green room’ seating area and work whilst enjoying a tea or my meal. However, the fact that this is the only weak point I could find speaks of the success the young business has already been able to achieve.

Nourish is a testament to the fact that a great meal and atmosphere don’t have to sacrifice affordability or ethics. If you’re looking for a lunch that satisfies your wallet and conscience along with your tastebuds, I strongly recommend visiting this growing business at their location on Little Clarendon in Jericho.

Don’t Panic

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When my Mum first met my Dad, she declared to all in the pub that he was “the sort of man that listens to R.E.M”. He didn’t mind: his hearing’s crap and he thought she was pretty. But it does mean I have the band somewhat to thank for being born. That kind of gratitude only gets the Yankee 80s crooners so far, however. Especially when one of their greatest hits is the soundtrack of our age. Wherever you go, there are those declaring it’s the end of the world as we know it

It was hardly going to be Shiny Happy People, was it? It’s not hard to guess why it’s playing ad infinitum. We see Australia in flames, dozens dying of coronavirus in China and quivering international commentators declaring Iran and America are on the verge of World War Three. The 2020s seem to have ushered in a Gotterdammerung of misery and terror. That’s before we’ve even left January. And the European Union.

But, dearest reader, I think we should take a leaf out of The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, famed throughout the, erm, galaxy for having written on its cover in big, friendly letters: Don’t Panic. From Greta to CNN, FBPE-types to Westerners visiting China, we all need to take a collective chill pill. Maybe with a bottle of Corona. Though it does taste shite, even without the unfortunate connotations.

How can I be so blasé? After all, we keep hearing ad infinitum that “the world is literally on fire”, that Brexit’s broken Britain or Trump’s going to bomb Iran to boost the rating of Fox and Friends. Now, I’m no climate change denier or Trumpista. I’m a Brexiteer, but nobody’s perfect. In fact, I’m something even worse than any of those. I’m an optimist. But this isn’t blind faith, a gullible intransigence in the face of disease, fire and chlorinated pestilence. No, I’m an optimist because I’ve been exposed to some inconvenient truths (a phrase my Editor’s hoping isn’t copyrighted).

Too often, we hear only the shrillest voices or the worst news.  By doing so, we miss the far more positive reality. The fires in Australia are awful, and the global climate is certainly changing. But the idea the “world is on fire” is nonsense. NASA data shows the instances of wildfires globally dropped by a quarter between 1998 and 2015.  Pretending otherwise detracts from efforts to reduce emissions and makes the climate debate far more contentious than it should be. Similarly, every death from the coronavirus is a tragedy. But in 2005 the World Health Organisation, as highlighted by The Spectator’s Ross Clark, predicted up to 50 million deaths from bird flu. The actual number was 482. These outbreaks are containable. As far as I know, the Third World War hasn’t yet broken out. And the previously anti-Brexit IMF predicts Britain will outpace France and Germany in growth over the next two years.  The news is not as bad as you’d think.

More importantly, global poverty is a sixth of what it was sixty years ago. There are more people obese than living in famine for the first time ever. Child mortality is the lowest it’s ever been; so are the numbers of those dying in conflicts. There’s never been a better time to be alive. Ignore those telling you it’s all going to hell in a Trump-driven handcart. Back sensible measures to help the climate, don’t write off Britain and hope the Democrats find a decent nominee. If so, asides from death, taxes and hangovers, the future’s looking bright.

By the way, my Dad doesn’t really like R.E.M. He actually listens to a lot of Gary Numan. Which I’m glad he didn’t tell my Mum, or he’d have been stuffed.

Confusion and Chaos: The 2020 US Presidential Election Kicks Off

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Bernie Sanders and Pete Buttigieg set to top delegate counts amidst frustrating counting and technical issues

As of three days after the Iowa caucus, the full results still have not been released. However, with 96% of the results released, which supposedly show a cross-section of the race, show Sen. Bernie Sanders and former South Bend mayor Pete Buttigieg tied in the pledged delegate count, followed by Sen. Elizabeth Warren and former vice president Joe Biden in a disastrous fourth place. The final result is set to be extremely close between the top two candidates.

In the US, presidential nominees are chosen by being assigned a majority of pledged delegates, based on the votes in a series of primary elections and caucuses. The fifty states will send around 4,000 pledged delegates to this year’s Democratic National Convention, where one of the crowded 2020 field will be officially nominated for President of the United States in July.

Iowa only elects 49 of those assigned delegates. Mathematically the stakes look low, but because the result of the Iowa caucus has so much power in shaping media narratives going forward, it is a state in which candidates have historically invested a great deal of time and money. All Democratic nominees since 1996 have won this contest, in a state often subject to years of campaigning before the election even begun. One candidate, the quixotic John Delaney, literally announced his candidacy in 2017 and dropped out three days before the opening contest.

This year, instead of the media narrative centring around the winner of the Iowa Caucus and their prospects for future contests in New Hampshire, Nevada, South Carolina and the dozen states that vote on the 3rd March or ‘Super Tuesday’, it has been focused on the embarrassing failure of the Democratic Party to report the results of its own caucus, with several media outlets declaring the event a victory for Trump. 

This has come about because the Democratic Party entrusted the mechanics of their caucus to a dodgy app. The app is supposed to allow the central party to collate all the data from the caucuses across the state. The caucus system relies not on paper ballots but on counting the number of people in attendance: once they have been grouped by candidate support, they are counted by a party official. Each precinct was supposed to report their data to the central party by uploading the results to the app, making the process of collating the results quick and easy for the party.

Instead, the night played out in strange and bathetic fashion. American news networks expected the results to begin arriving at 8pm EST. By 9:30pm EST, news crews commented that it was taking much longer than usual for any full results to be reported; news agencies were reporting early numbers, but all results were partial tallies.

After several more hours of waiting while news agencies and broadcasters tried to fill hours of time that had been set aside for election coverage, the candidates made their speeches assuring everyone the election had gone excellently for them and urged their supporters to look forward to the New Hampshire primary in a week’s time. Buttigieg got particularly carried away, declaring victory before a single official result was declared – all whilst Sanders may yet overtake him.

The software meltdown seemed to threaten to endanger the whole process as efforts to submit results across the state overloaded it with traffic and transmitted incorrect data. It seems that the organisers of the caucus were using software that simply had not been tested state-wide prior to the actual vote, despite having had years to prepare. And so, by morning, still no results were announced, and the entire Democratic Party looked utterly shambolic.

It is not yet clear whether the chaos surrounding the caucus has blunted its usual importance in shaping the race. Biden currently leads the national polls and Buttigieg trails them, at around 7% in 538’s polling aggregation, in 5th place behind the former mayor of New York City, Michael Bloomberg, who is skipping the first four states altogether to buy a barrage of adverts in Super Tuesday states.

However, the relevance of national polls is very limited at this stage compared to delegate counts in early states, and only time will tell how substantial a ‘bounce’ the early states provide. Buttigieg is also hindered by his currently low levels of support among non-white voters as compared with Biden and Sanders. All of this makes for an unpredictable contest.  

It is perhaps appropriate that 2020 should have started off with a stark reminder of the Democratic Party’s potential for incompetence and self-sabotage. As journalist and podcast host Robert Evans pointed out, the political Right in America this year organised a march of 22,000 armed citizens through the streets of Virginia in favour of gun rights; the Democratic Party has failed to organise a caucus.

The Democrats performed strongly in the 2018 midterm elections off the back of Trump’s unpopularity, taking back the House of Representatives and performing strongly in swing states like Michigan, Arizona, Pennsylvania and Wisconsin, as well as forcing surprisingly competitive Senate and Gubernatorial races in conservative states such as Georgia and Texas.

But unseating incumbent presidents is historically difficult to do, particularly when metrics point to a strong economy. Although all the Democratic candidates will make the case for their own electability, any of them are likely to face an uphill battle to unseat Trump, whose base remains no less energised and organised. And if 2020 is to resemble 2016, the most favoured insiders among the Democratic establishment, such as Biden and Buttigieg, may well be the most vulnerable to Trump’s attacks in the general election.

Profile: Robert Icke

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“Anybody working in theatre now must be engaged with the question of whether it will survive”. It’s immediately clear from his first remarks in our conversation that Robert Icke is no stranger to facing controversial questions within the theatre industry and tackling them head on. When we meet on a rainy Wednesday at the end of term, what’s most striking about talking to Icke is the sense of responsibility he feels to produce great work that is still accessible to those new to the art form. His aim is to show the audience that theatre is theirs and that it can be “unsettling, exciting and dangerous” in order to build up audiences for the future.

Before his meteoric rise to fame, Icke explains that it was programmes like the National Theatre’s scheme of £10 tickets that introduced him to theatre in the Capital. As a director, he has played a great part in creating the same opportunities for young audiences today. Take his critically acclaimed Hamlet which premiered at the Almeida and subsequently transferred to the Harold Pinter Theatre in the West End.

At the Almeida, where until recently he was Associate Director, Icke sought sponsorship so that all performances in the final week could be taken off sale and made free for young people. Icke’s radical idea didn’t just impact the audiences but also had an effect on the cast. He explains that “the actors had the best week of playing I think we ever had. I’ve never seen Juliet Stevenson so excited!” This active engagement from all quarters proves Icke’s commitment and power in his chosen career. His approach has resulted in better theatre because the audience demographic is varied – “Audiences are always better when they’re mixed, nobody feels quite as safe. It doesn’t feel as homogeneous and so you have a better evening. Lots of different perspectives feed into the play.” This tactic continued with Hamlet’s transfer to the West End. He ensured audience diversity here by literally bartering with the producers over which seats they could sell at full price and which he wanted for under £30.

Icke clearly knows what he wants and how to achieve it. Yet in terms of a career trajectory, he admits he has no formulated strategy. I expected Icke to have a complete career plan, including a list of plays and playwrights which he wanted to tackle, systematically checked off as he cleared each hurdle. Yet Icke professes a much more relaxed approach. “I just do things I want to do, things I think will be exciting. There’s just a strange harmony about it when it works, the right people at the right time, in the right theatre. You can go a bit crazy if you try and measure it too much and meter out what you’re going to do.” Icke’s career does, however, seem to have a organic pattern to it, creating work in the same vein many times, namely adaptations. Although Icke doesn’t classify himself as belonging to any particular genre, it’s hard to dismiss his skill as a writer and adaptor of classics.

From the bulk of Icke’s work as a director and writer, it would seem that one of his chief interests is making stories relevant to a contemporary audience. There’s almost a dichotomy between his wide understanding of the tradition of theatre and his desire to create contemporary relevance. In his 2016 version of Friedrich Schiller’s Mary Stuart, where the two actresses, Juliet Stevenson and Lia Williams, decided who played each main role by the toss of a coin, Icke was aware of the work of John Barton who utilised role-swapping in his production of Richard II 40 years earlier. “You become aware that you’re carrying on the work that these people have instigated and that’s very moving. And the ancient Greeks are a big picture version of that; going back to the start of the theatre and trying to understand what is essential in it”. And that’s the key. Finding the essential component, the motivation behind the play, and establishing its relevance to today’s audience.


Icke isn’t precious when it comes to radically adapting old masterpieces. Take his critically acclaimed Oresteia, which premiered in 2015. Here, on top of developing the original Aeschylean trilogy, Icke penned an additional 70 minute prequel to describe the events leading up to the sacrifice of Iphigenia and the act itself. While some would question this radical departure from an original masterpiece, Icke knows it’s necessary and is acutely aware that the primary responsibility of the storyteller is to tell the story to the people who are there. “Even if we did it in exactly the way that the Greeks did (which is an impossibility anyway), there’s not going to be an audience from 458BC, in the same way that if we were to recreate the original performance of King Lear, there isn’t going to be an audience from the seventeenth century. Even if you get it exactly right, every detail perfect, none of us would know. Why this weird fetish of doing it like it was done then? What is deeply valuable about that, other than as a museum exercise?”. Indeed, Icke speculates that our obsession with the original idea has only really happened since copyright law. After all, in reality, most plays are just adaptations of predecessors. Look at the ancient Greek tragedians with Homer, where the story is fluid; it can be retold and the characters remade.

Icke’s devotion to the theatre is obvious, yet his radical, pioneering approach has not allowed him to be elitist about the art form. While some in the industry might consider platforms like Netflix to deflect attention from theatre and reduce people’s interest in it in general, Icke is able to see the bigger picture. He is acutely aware that current-day younger audiences might prefer Netflix for their entertainment. However, whichever you prefer, it is true that “good stories tend to yield better stories.” One platform which cultivates “good work is not the enemy of other good work.” Icke’s aim seems to be to keep theatre alive and open to all. And if Netflix or other platforms can aid him in that goal that is all to the good.

Heimat: a cinematic odyssey through 20th century German life

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The controversy surrounding Taika Waititi’s recently Oscar nominated satire on Nazi Germany, JoJo Rabbit, demonstrates that dramatic portrayals of Hitler and the era of the Third Reich still risks causing offence. This was even more so 35 years ago when the first series of writer/director Edgar Reitz’s 54-hour German TV film series, Heimat (literally ‘homeland’ – although the word’s idiomatic significance cannot be precisely translated) was aired. Heimat remains compulsive viewing, and well worth the investment of time, chronicling eight decades of 20th-century German history. The sheer scale of the endeavour is impressive, verging on Wagnerian in its epic scope. One can only imagine the experience of audiences when the first series was released cinematically as a single 15-hour German language film in the 1980s. The cinematography, artfully moving between black and white and colour film, is beautiful, and never seems contrived. 

The first series, while critically praised and winning a BAFTA and awards at the Venice Film Festival, polarised opinion for its focus on “ordinary” German life in the interwar and Second World War periods. The story takes place largely, although not entirely, away from the horrors of the camps and the battlefields. Instead, it subtly addressed Germany’s complex relationship with its past, unafraid to present characters sympathetically, despite the crimes being perpetrated on their behalf. Although the enormous historic, cultural, political, economic and sociological significance of events don’t impinge too crudely on the lives of the characters, this is not an exercise in dreamy nostalgia.

Series 1 is primarily set in the fictional village of Schabbach in the Hunsruck region of the Rhineland, where Reitz grew up. The action is firmly located in its rural setting, focussing on the farmhouse and forge of the blacksmith, Matthias Simon, although there are occasional forays into the wider world. Foremost among these departures is that of Paul   Simon, Matthias’ son, who inexplicably leaves his wife Maria and his young sons to live in the USA. The ensuing domestic crisis runs in parallel with the turbulent events of the ’30s and ‘40s and sees Maria develop into the matriarch of the Simon family. Her difficult relationships with her 3 sons – Anton, the industrialist, replicating in Germany the technocratic success of his father; Ernst, the restless drifter, endlessly involved in madcap schemes of debatable legality; and Hermann, the brilliant young student with dreams of being a composer – form the backbone of the first series. That said, its generous length allows many intertwined subplots and brilliant supporting characters to develop along with the main protagonists.

Although the Hunsruck itself appears as a rural idyll, historical events takes place nearby, with scenes of anti-Semitic violence in a nearby town, the arrest of communist sympathisers on a visit to relatives in the Ruhr and glimpses of concentration camp internees engaged in forced physical labour in the construction of the nearby autobahn in the late 1930’s. But the focus is not on the victims of genocide. Even so, through its portrayal of lives lived, the films suggest that the myopia of “ordinary people” engrossed in their daily lives allowed the active perpetrators to carry out their evil acts. There is a strong suggestion that secluded communities such as Schabbach may have been largely ignorant of Nazi policies such as the Final Solution; when ex-SS officer Wilfried makes remarks about Jews and chimneys, no one enquires too deeply.  However, on occasion characters are present when terrible things happen but look away, such as when Anton, as a camera technician in a propaganda film unit on the eastern front, concentrates on cleaning his lenses and equipment while his colleagues film a massacre. This suggests that millions of small acts of moral cowardice facilitated the Holocaust and poses the uncomfortable question: would we act differently?

Although the centre of the fictional world holds in the first series tensions are building. Maria’s deteriorating relationship with Hermann (her third son to Otto, a part-Jewish motorway engineer killed in the course of his wartime position as a bomb disposal expert) propels the narrative into the second season.

In Heimat 2, home is rejected and lost.  The village of Schabbach is left behind as we follow Hermann in his music studies at the conservatoire in Munich and his career as a young composer. We see a rapidly recovering Germany of the late 1950s and 1960s, still haunted by its fascist past, gradually shaking off the trauma of defeat and atrocities committed in the name of their nation. Hermann encounters an array of intense, artistic, intellectual, avant-garde characters who influence each other’s lives in many ways. Passion, jealousy, self-absorption, ambition, loneliness, insecurity and the fear of not fulfilling one’s potential through wrong paths taken all run through their entangled, troubled relationships.

Two-hour episodes are each devoted to a particular character such as the energetic, impulsive yet melancholic Juan from Chile, a ghost-like observer of the group made up of musicians, writers, philosophers, filmmakers and actresses. Questions of belonging and identity underlie their damaged psyches, tested in different ways to that of their parents, yet still asking the same fundamental questions. The intense lives of these talented, tortured students have occasional tragic consequences- accidental deaths, backstreet abortions, suicide attempts and involvement in terrorist acts through extreme political organisations such as the far left militant Baader-Meinhof movement. Of the three series, Heimat 2 is perhaps the most artistically ambitious and satisfying. The characters drift in and out of focus developing, sometimes in close-up, sometimes in the background or off-screen.  We aren’t spoon fed- keeping up with all of the comings and goings takes effort but is part of the pleasure.

Underpinning Heimat 2 is the troubled tale of Hermann’s fraught relationship with Clarissa, a fellow music student and precociously talented concert cellist.  Their magnetic attraction and repeated repulsion has a metaphysical feel. The theme of home returns, however, as the artistic friends are welcomed into an opulent suburban villa, Foxholes, where a reclusive heiress, Madame Cerphal provides open house for die Künstlern to act out their quarrels and love affairs. Foxholes is a haven which harbours a dark secret and one which belies the accusation that Heimat fails to confront the events of the Nazi era. The shadowy figure of Gattinger, Madam Cerphal’s ambiguous companion, haunts this time. His story culminates in a visit to Dachau with his daughter, Esther, in search of closure to the harrowing tale of her Jewish mother’s death at the hand of the Nazi’s; Esther is appalled at it sanitisation for tourists.

Heimat 3 takes up the story in the late 1980’s with the fall of the Berlin Wall and returns to the Hunsrück and the family drama of the Simon clan. The intensity of feelings about home, of displacement, finding a new Heimat and of leaving and returning home recur in all series.  Although shorter and more fragmentary than the preceding series, there is much to recommend the third series.  Hermann and Clarissa find each other after years of globetrotting as international musicians and immediately become lovers – something their younger selves were unable to commit to. With variable success, they build a new life together with the constant flux of their messy extended families and careers playing out against a backdrop of German reunification and the turn of the third millennium. 

Their dream project of building a house on the edge of the Hunsrück – on a spectacular site overlooking the Rhine – reorients the action of the first series. Schabbach now seems to be located on a plateau, above and beyond the earthly world. This echoes the first series when the village has a mythic, other-worldly quality- often it is approached on foot, through mists and the traveller/viewer is greeted by an envoy such as Glasisch, the village’s eccentric, alcoholic chronicler or Hans, the one-eyed child marksman who dies in the war. That said, Schabbach is now far from its rural past- the forge is silent and cold and the Simon family, especially Anton’s, is riven with squabbles and resentments over inheritance as asset strippers reduce the company to bankruptcy. The onset of global politics is evident as the surrounding area is occupied by an American military airfield; when vacated with the fall of communism, there is an influx of Russians and East Germans. Characters such as Gunnar chase the capitalist dream, selling parts of the broken-down Berlin Wall to companies, becoming a millionaire yet not securing personal happiness.

Heimat is an important cinematic landmark. Ultimately, however, the compulsive nature of its viewing is due to the collection of compelling stories. Reitz is credited with giving Germans their hidden stories back and allowing a process of assessment and national healing. Time specific in setting yet timeless in themes and characters, Heimat still holds intense power.

Photo Editorial: Off-Duty Suiting

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Fashion in the latter half of the 2010s was defined by the unprecedented cross-contamination of streetwear with the old luxury houses, of the casual with the couture. Runway shows lost their focus on tailoring, Gucci’s tracksuits became more popular than their lounge suits, and Balenciaga opted for market-redefining chunky sneakers instead of dress shoes. Louis Vuitton appointed the face of “hypebeast” culture as their creative director. The often unapproachable sphere of “high” fashion was infringed upon as never before and became less intimidating for it.

The pendulum has begun to swing back towards its centre now, but something has changed, perhaps permanently. The tailoring which is re-asserting itself more often than not feels less at home in a board meeting than in the club. Many of the a-traditional cuts seen gracing the runways over the last season or two are better paired with Air Forces than with derbies. Conversely, streetwear labels like Off-White and A-COLD-WALL* have begun to trade overtly branded hoodies for the subtleties of suiting, albeit suiting with an un-sartorial edge.

Cherwell Fashion’s first photo editorial of Hilary Term 2020 aims to reflect the potential found in this style of tailoring which has kicked off the new decade: more wearable, more versatile, less fitted, more colourful. All the confidence a good suit can give you with none of the inhibitive stiffness. What’s more, these looks, mostly comprised of vintage shop finds and affordable brands, show that suiting doesn’t need to break the bank to look good.

Models: Oli Lloyd Williams, Rory Wilson, Sophie Gull, Katy Holland, Emily Pogue

Photography and words: Alec Holt

Christ Church drinking society condemned by students

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The Pythic (or “P”) Club, a secretive dining society for students and tutors with a long-standing basis in Christ Church, has been condemned for its past activities by the college’s student body. Consequently, it has not been registered as a society and remains formally banned from meeting on the college’s premises.

The “P” Club, whose membership reportedly once included prominent historian Hugh Trevor-Roper, was reported last year to have held numerous dinners onsite in the college. These were publicised by the college’s Development Office. Students at the college responded vigorously to the report, with meetings held between members of the JCR and the leadership of the college (known as the Censors). In response, the club is now alleged to have attempted to register with Christ Church officially.

Habitually, applications for registration by societies are approved on the day they are issued. However, registration was withheld by the college, reportedly due to its failure to meet Equality and Diversity requirements because of its exclusive nature.

In response, a motion was brought to a college JCR meeting by a concerned member, who sought to both condemn the society as it had existed in the past, and to express the opposition of the student body to the college’s registration. Condemnation of the society came from a variety of sources, including a former JCR President, those involved with both Inreach and Access, and members of the Ball Committee, in an open latter directed at the College’s management within the Christ Church JCR’s Facebook group.

Later taken down, this letter repeated criticisms of the “P” Club raised in the JCR meeting. Dispute revolved around the society’s socially exclusive membership, little known activities and tendency towards preferring undergraduate members from privately educated backgrounds. Members went further by suggesting the exclusive club acted directly against the college’s efforts to promote applications from a wider range of geographic and social backgrounds, including recent joint efforts with St Anne’s to encourage more applicants from the North East.

The club further limits membership for most House members with its alleged price tag of £90 for its dinners. It was also alleged that the society might disadvantage those students excluded from the society by providing opportunities for networking between students, tutors and alumni. A suggestion was made that the continued presence of the society might be made more acceptable if it opened its meeting the rest of the JCR, if they wished to attend.

After the post had been taken down, the JCR President messaged students that “no formal registration of the club had been made”, and that it had been “mutually decided” by the leadership of the College and “relevant parties” that “no application for the P Club to register will be made.”

Inreach Officer Eleri Harry, former JCR Preisdent Joseph Grehan-Bradley and Ball Committee member Milly Lynch were among those who wrote the open letter.

They told Cherwell: “Along with many of our peers, we have always had deep concerns about the exclusive and discriminatory nature of the P Club. Had it been allowed to register, it would have simply been able to continue these practices under official college auspices.

“As such, we are absolutely delighted that the P Club has been banned from meeting on college premises, and that the ties between college and club have been decisively severed. If the club, in these circumstances, chooses to go underground and meet off-site, they would vindicate the student body’s views about its fundamental objectives, nature and bad faith.

“We were very pleased that we were able to give voice to opinions about the club which are held by so many members of our college. We would also like to express our gratitude to the censors, who showed much thoughtfulness and dedication in listening to our concerns.

“Above all, we hope that what we have achieved confirms to all prospective applicants that Christ Church that there is a place for them here.”

A student, who wished to remain anonymous, spoke to Cherwell about the outcome. They said: “The JCR Committee’s discussion demonstrated a deep concern for the P Club’s detrimental effect on outreach and access – a disbenefit that could already be observed.” They went on to say that “there was a clear distaste for the existence of any exclusive society, expressly or tacitly endorsed by the SCR, that contributed to an exclusionary culture and left many feeling like imposters or inferiors. The mere existence of such a society coupled with the limited and restricted knowledge already possessed by the committee was sufficient in raising concern and condemnation.”

However, not all members of Christ Church approved of the JCR Committee’s decision. Three of the members (out of 24) voted against the condemnation in the JCR Committee’s meeting (held by a secret ballot), and several students have expressed their belief anonymously to the author that registering the society would have been a better course of action than condemnation. No members of the “P” Club were willing to comment.

When contacted for a statement, Christ Church responded that “Since 2017, Christ Church has required all clubs and societies using the College’s name or facilities to be formally registered and approved by the Censors. Registration requires clubs and societies to abide by all College regulations and policies, including those related to equality and diversity.”

Student Jobs: Are they worth it, and how to manage when you don’t have a choice

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Oxford University’s official guidelines states “term-time employment is not permitted except under exceptional circumstances,” and even in the holidays, students are told to prioritise their studies. Questions of Oxford’s perpetual elitism are ever-present. How on earth can an institution that consistently comes under fire for skewed admissions towards the privately-educated and opulent additionally prohibit students from making money during term-time? Of course, the argument is not that they wish to limit the number of students who might be hindered by their financial situations, rather the exceptional workload is unsustainable whilst also having a job (and without, I might add).

With 77% of students now taking on some form of employment to help ease the financial pressures of university across the UK, I question how the gap is filled here, with the university ideally wanting no one to work. In a survey published by Endsleigh, it was found the 57% of university students said they were working to help pay their accommodation, food and household bills, while 56% were looking to earn for socialising’s sake. Oxford is one of the most expensive cities to live in, with house prices often on par with London, as well as living costs. Admittedly, I do believe Oxford offers a myriad financial aid, with both college and university hardship grants being available to students, as well as awards and scholarships available to those eligible. At Exeter College, 1 in 5 students receive some form of monetary support. But the difference between living and thriving is what differentiates students from engaging in part time employment. Sure, grants will cover the cost of accommodation and meals, but many students in financial difficulty benefit from the supplementary income provided by jobs for socialising. Going on nights out, the occasional shop and grabbing a coffee from Bean are occurrences that most UK students engage in, but in addition to this, the added elitism of Oxford socialising calls for even more disposable income. Most college balls cost upwards of £100, and formals in many colleges aren’t subsidised. In addition to this, the cost of vacation residence for 9th week is often essential for students completing exams out of the ‘regular’ 8 week term time. Oxford is EXPENSIVE, and there’s no pretending that this culture tends to isolate those who can’t afford it.

So, it is understood that many students, particularly with the way this university is claiming to be heading, don’t have the luxury of living off their parents (although if I hear one more person refer to their ‘allowance’, I’d like to remind you that you are 20 years old and sound ridiculous). But what can we do to address this disparity? It goes without saying that the university have a viable reason to advise against working, but what fails to be addressed is that most of these students who need to work don’t have the luxury of choosing whether to do so or not, and Oxford fails in making students decide between a first class education, and enough money for a weekly shop. In the meantime, if you want to earn money, you need to do it yourself. It’s not impossible, the amount of time taken up for a part time job is often how much one might dedicate to a sport, or engagement in societies, or doing f*ck all for that matter, so it’s time to get thrifty…

Here I present a number of potential streams of income for the typical Oxford student:

  1. If you’re not already, I’d really recommend following Oxford Student Union job advertisements, this might be recruiting stewards for freshers fair for example. It’s generally temp work, but sometimes this is ideal if you are unsure of your workload term by term.
  2. There are plenty of tutoring opportunities either around Oxford or purely online. These operate during the vacation as well as term time, but for a decent pay many students see it as worthwhile as they can do it from the confines of their own room and in their pyjamas *the dream* (www.mytutor.co.uk)
  3. College employment can be offered on an ad-hoc basis, bar work, access tours and even working at college balls is a viable option for students looking to earn, and is not frowned upon by the university.
  4. If your college don’t extort you enough during term time, how about out in the vac too?! Every college needs interview/admissions helpers or telethon campaigners, so why not look into that? They fall right at the end and beginning of term, so are often perfect for those with busy schedules out of term.
  5. Depop/eBay is perfect for students looking to recycle their wardrobes, and to be honest, the Y2K trend is getting a bit dull.

There are plenty more employment opportunities outside of term time, both in and out of Oxford, but to some extent, this is about finding what works for everyone. Only you know your workload, enthusiasm to get a job and how much you actually need it!