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Wadham’s Race Symposium: has British multiculturalism failed?

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The event description for this year’s Wadham Race Symposium panel was all-encompassing. It read “With the latent xenophobia of Brexit, the overt racism of Windrush and the electricity of Extinction Rebellion, Britain’s colonial past is finally forcing itself into the spotlight. At a time when illegal deportations are happening under our noses and ‘Rhodes Must Fall’ is dividing students, what exactly does it mean to call Britain multicultural?”.

It seems then, that Wadham’s POCRE officers were determined to tackle every aspect of this multifaceted topic in their symposium. They did not fail to deliver. With an electric panel line-up, and careful mediation, they ensured a truly incisive discussion took place last weekend. The panel featured local Labour councillor and anti-racist activist Shaista Aziz, future NASUWT president and local teacher Michelle Codrington-Rodgers, local artist Sunil Shah, and Orwell prize-winning journalist Amelia Gentleman (most famous for breaking the Windrush story last year). Karishma Paun and Leela Jadhav chaired the conversation jointly, drawing from their own lived experience and musings to shape this exploration on whether British multiculturalism has failed.

The discussion began with each panelist attempting to define what multiculturalism means to them. There appeared to be a general consensus that multiculturalism was a shifting term, one which had once signaled the welcoming of new migrants into British society, but was increasingly being used in a negative sense. Indeed, as Michelle pointed out, when her grandmother migrated from the Caribbean, her arrival was not about multiculturalism. Rather, it was about a sense of belonging. This is a point that was raised again and again in the ensuing conversation – the idea that for the Windrush generation, they were moving to another region within their home country of Britain. Leading on from this, Sunil pointed out that the word multiculturalism has always been associated with race, linked to those who have migrated from the colonies. He argued that the assimilation of Welsh and Scottish migrants is not considered to be part of a multicultural society in the way that the assimilation of brown and black peoples is.

The discussion then moved onto whether multiculturalism is a brand that people of colour have to buy into in order to be accepted into British society. The clearest theme that emerged was that this country’s current version of multiculturalism is not nearly good enough. Shaista spoke of a session she had with the young daughters of immigrants in a school in London International Women’s Day. She asked the students in the room when was the last time they saw someone on TV, or the internet, or in a book, that looked like them. One girl with a headscarf put her hand up and said “Shamima Begum. But Miss, they say she is a terrorist as well”. Shaista’s story had a visible impact on the audience – it is an indictment of our times when a young girl in a hijab has only a child bride groomed by terrorists to seek representation in. Similarly, Michelle talked about how multiculturalism sees the celebration of a single month for Black history, thus delineating a time when black people are allowed to be visible and remembered. She spoke passionately about how Black people have been here since the Roman times, and it is about time that her community and their experiences were mainstreamed. This process is taking too long, and indeed, it has now taken steps back.

She pointed out how Brexit effectively ripped off a ‘bandaid’, and now the world can see Britain’s racial dynamics for what they really are. This idea of regression was present in Amelia’s sad retelling of her interviews with the original Windrush incomers. She related that an uncomfortable question she had to ask her Windrush interviewees was whether they considered themselves British. Usually she was “put in her place” and told that they were obviously so. However, since the start of the Hostile Environment (the term that denotes Theresa May’s creation of an environment that has embedded harsh immigration controls into everyday interactions between public sector workers and the people they see), she has seen a shift in answers to her question. Now, she said, this generation feels less British than they did before. Despite having been invited to this country in the previous century, the message they have received is clear. Due to their race, they were never considered truly British.

These points flowed into a dialogue about the weight of words used in current narratives around immigration and multiculturalism. All the panelists were united in their worry about the way language is currently being used. Sunil stressed the importance of developing a language that joins, rather than divides. Amelia used a political example of dehumanising terms, referencing internal Home Office files about people affected by the Windrush scandal. She spoke of a disturbing exchange from the notes of a telephone conversation between a caseworker and their appointed interviewee. The interviewee was maintaining that he was British, and was repeatedly being told that he needed to return to Jamaica. His caseworker notes “migrant insists he is British”, and “migrant says he has been here for 50 years”. This terminology, which could have been replaced by more positive words like expat or emigre, shows the way in which political structures continue to disregard naturalised person of colour immigrants.

And yet, despite the personal hurt most of the panellists have suffered through the rolling-back of ‘multiculturalism’, they chose to end the panel on a hopeful note. Shaista spoke powerfully about the need for working-class unity, one which rejects the construct of the “white working class” as fundamentally racist. In her view, true unity is present in white members of the working-class supporting their person of colour counterparts in racialised situations – as she saw her father’s white supervisor do when his trade union promoted him and his co-workers protested. She reminded the audience that people of colour have always been part of the history of struggle in this country, from trade unionism to the Southall Black Sisters. She preceded this point by talking about how other countries are in awe of Britain’s multiculturalism. For them, Britain is jalebis, samosas and yams. This is the Britain we must embrace, for this is the Britain that exists. When this fact is accepted, multiculturalism can truly succeed.

Women’s Blues win Twenty:20 Varsity

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A bleak day at Fenners was kicked off by Barnaby Harrison’s impassioned Authentics (Men’s 2nds). Aided early on by some wayward bowling to the tune of a gleeful all Oxford crowd, Tom Oliver and Ben Barber led the ‘tics to 40-1 off the powerplay.

The game was turned as an initially scratchy Freddie Freeman found the middle and put Cambridge’s first change bowler into the Hughes Hall accommodation. From there he never looked back and was finally dismissed for a swashbuckling 35 off 22. Callum Job followed suit with 20 off 14 before skipper Harrison finished the job with some characteristically lusty blows (22 off 11). The innings was honourably anchored by the ever-jazzy Barber who was eventually dismissed for 52 (50) – a potentially matchwinning knock with the aesthetics to match.

The second innings began in true ‘tics fashion with 60 being taken off the powerplay. This being a familiar scenario meant that there was no panic and the first change pair of Chris Mingard (4-0-1-25) and Fergus Neve (4-0-2-15) calmly reeled the Light Nlues back in, building pressure by taking wickets. By the time Jei Diwakar (3-0-0-12) and man of the match Ben Barber (4-0-2-21) came on, the pendulum had firmly swung back in ‘tics favour, and they finished the job impressively, leaving Cambridge 29 short after their 20 overs – a near perfect all round display until Freeman decided the job had become too professional and shelled a goober off the last ball of the game.

An elated group soon settled in for the remainder of the day, consistently clearing the few spectators in their vicinity and providing the majority of the noise for the afternoon.

The OUCC Women’s Blues notched their first varsity win of the season at Fenner’s on Friday afternoon, and did so comprehensively. Cambridge won the toss and chose to bat – a decision which surprised OUCC captain Vanessa Picker – but this minor disruption did not deter the girls for long, if at all. After a disciplined first over from Sam Bennett set the tone for the Cambridge innings, Amy Hearn made the crucial breakthrough with her first ball, Emily Wilkins taking a sharp catch behind the stumps to dismiss Cambridge opener Katie Gibson for 5.

Hearn then removed the other opener, Holly Tasker, in her second over, to leave Cambridge reeling at 15-2. Oxford sustained this pressure throughout the Cambridge innings, restricting them to 80-6, despite a battling 37 not out from their captain Chloë Allison, with two wickets each for spinners Elodie Harbourne and Surabhi Shukla.

Oxford started their chase well, as Picker and Olivia Lee-Smith, the incoming Blues hockey captain, put on 30 for the first wicket, before Lee-Smith was run out attempting a second. She was replaced by her predecessor, Shona McNab, who scored a run-a-ball 19 to help Oxford towards their target but was bowled by Coral Reeves in the 12th over. Reeves took a couple of quick wickets, but the middle order played sensibly despite difficult batting conditions, and Lucy Duncan saw Oxford over the line in the 16th over.

All in all, it was a comfortable win for Oxford, giving them confidence heading into some big games over the next ten days, including playing the MCC at Lords on Tuesday 28th May.

Inspired by the day’s feats thus far, the Men’s Blues were desperate to get going, particularly once Alex Rackow had won the toss under darkening skies and stuck Cambridge in the field. George Hargrave got us off to a flier, lingering blood alcohol allowing him to fully express himself undaunted by the occasion. When he was dismissed for 48 off 36 the going became tougher as the field simultaneously went back and singles became the desired currency.

Cambridge’s bowling became as miserly as their board charging £4 for entry, and against the backdrop of silence their spinners slowly turned the screw. In these tough conditions Matty Naylor, James Bevin and Tom Claughton battled hard to set a platform for the big levers of Pettman and Swanson to clear the ropes. Sadly, neither of these aims was quite fulfilled and Oxford staggered to 131 off their 20. Unideal, but hopefully enough.

Chasing in a Varsity game is like nothing else and no team had ever lost at home in this fixture. The pressure was very much on the Light Blues. Oxford started well with Old Oxonian Nick Taylor walking past the third ball of Ben Swanson’s first over, well stumped by Jake Duxbury. The powerplay went well with Toby Pettman, Chris Searle and Freddie Foster all doing jobs alongside Swanson. Duxbury’s ridiculous one-handed grab behind the stumps will go down as an innings highlight (after multiple recantations it has since become a particular lowlight).

Taking wickets at regular intervals meant the Dark Blues stayed ahead of the eight ball – led through the middle overs by a typically austere Matt Fanning spell – until their set batsmen, biding his time rotating the strike, had a successful swing at the end; a good display of patience and bottle. Oxford went into the last over of the game with the Tabs needing 4 off 6 Pettman balls. A wicket first ball gave Oxford a glimmer. 2 dots gave the Dark Blues ray. Cambridge ended up needing 1 off 1 and scampered a quick single to get home. An exceptional effort by Toby.

It was a really tough loss to take but one that will hopefully drive Oxford to victory in the forthcoming One-Day Varsity (at Lords, Tuesday 5th week) and Four Day Varsity (Fenners, 10th week).

Lady Pat. R. Honising – BJ or BJs?

Dear Agony Aunt,

I’ve come across a bit of a crisis and I don’t know what to do. I’ve recently started seeing a boy and we hit it off straight away – we’ve been on a couple of dates and I was really happy with where things were going. I won’t lie, he’s definitely a bit of an Oxford stereotype. He’s got the centre parting, the round tortoise-shell glasses and the superiority complex to match, so I don’t know why I didn’t see what happened last night coming. We went for a drink at a very bougie joint out of town and I went back to his Cowley house (because staying in college-owned accommodation is so overrated!). One thing led to another and it got a bit steamy, but this was before I looked up to notice a completely unironic poster of Boris Johnson in pride of place above his bed, and, as a Remain voting Labour leftie, I don’t think I’ve ever encountered a bigger turn off. Help me Lady Pat, how do I make like Brexit and get out of this situation?

Yours,
(Wishing I’d never) kissed a Tory

Dear Anon,

Oh honey, I am so sorry. There’s nothing like the crushing disappointment of falling for someone only to find out that they’ve got a potential hidden fetish for balding middle-aged men with very questionable morals trust me, I’ve been there. No middle parting is worth it to end up second best to BoJo, though and to be honest it’s better you’ve realised it sooner rather than later. But don’t worry, your very unqualified Auntie is here to help you negotiate the best deal that hopefully sees you better off on the other side. 

So, should you stay or should you go? It’s a difficult conversation to have, but it might be worth mentioning how this made you feel (e.g. traumatised), and you never know, he might realise the grave, grave error of his ways and (for the sake of you and all future ladies who enter his room) remove the poster. If this doesn’t work then maybe it’s time to begrudgingly listen to the democratic majority of my survey, which says that you should get out of there ASAP, so let’s work with it. You could always try and negotiate some kind of deal here although you should probably get out of there before anything goes any further romantically, it can’t hurt to have a little bit of freedom of movement (although definitely round yours). It could also turn out that BoJo doesn’t necessarily mean BoJo and the poster could be the result of a particularly savage odds on, but a girl can only dream.

In the case that neither of these eventualities are possible, then I think it’s time to take a metaphorical leaf from Boris’ book and go for a no-deal exit. Set your sights on bigger and better things never underestimate Bumble and its invasive questionnaires that avoid having to have the awkward politics conversation/revelation in person. If nothing else, it’s an anecdote to tell at pres and in never-have-I-evers for years to come, and probably also has got a very strong lead in the race of most mortifying date experiences ever so take that as you will! 

Stay strong, and better luck next time,

Auntie Pat xxx

Cherpse! Sofia and Maxim

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Maxim, 3rd Year, History and Politics, Trinity

Now that I’m allegedly a finalist, you’d think blind dates are off the cards. Of course, you’d be wrong. There’s something quite giddying about venturing off to Turf the night before exams, but so it was with my date with Sofia… I’ll take escapism in whatever form I can.

What was your first impression?

When Sofia told me she was a scientist expectations were low as far as conversation was concerned, but I was pleasantly surprised.

Quality of the chat out of ten?

Chat gets a 6.4 – a 7 is out of reach as she is from Cambridge.

How did the date meet up with your expectations?

The piquancy of my drink was complemented by the punchy nature of her chat. As a medic, her concern for the health of my degree amused me greatly.

Most awkward moment?

Sofia informed me she was basic, unironically. I suppose such assertions are the epitome of basicness.

Kiss or miss?

Second date? Sign me up!

Sofia, 1st Year, Medicine, Hertford

I arrived at Turf Tavern ready to find the man of my dreams (spoiler alert: he wasn’t). He assumed I would have bad chat as I’m a medic, and he let me know that. He then told me he was on University Challenge (impressive – I felt like I’d met a celebrity). Turns out he got knocked out in the second round (less impressive). But then we hit the political roadblock. Rees-Mogg is his idol… a tad awkward. However, he is a lovely boy and I hope his final the next day went well!

What was your first impression?

He also looked a bit like a young ginger Steve Jobs.

Quality of the chat out of ten?

4/10 – lot of politics chat.

How did the date meet up with your expectations for it?

I was really excited, but ended up feeling a little like I was on University Challenge myself. He is, however, the meme king.

Most awkward moment?

I have two to choose from: “I promise you I’m edgy because I voted Brexit for the bantz” and “you might have a white coat, but I have a scholars’ gown”.

Kiss or miss?

Think I might have to take a miss.

SU Council frustrated by rep absences

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The SU’s Student Council meeting could not pass any motions when they met this week, due to a lack of college representatives attending.

Committee elections, a resolution to ban slates, and approval of National Union of Students affiliations were all on the agenda. However, the meeting was four students short of reaching a quorum, so no business could be voted on.

“I’m sorry. We don’t have quorum, so we can’t do anything,” Chair of the Council Charlotte Sefton said at the meeting’s end. “Obviously, we have to emphasise that this is a real shame. We can’t pass anything. We can’t have our elections. Again, please encourage your common room representatives to come to these meetings.”

Realising that the Council did not have a quorum at the start of the meeting, the Chair proceeded to reports with the hope that more voting members would arrive in the meantime. No one else came in the ensuing half hour.

The Sabbatical Officers described the progress of their work over the past two weeks, and the international students campaign fielded questions about high overseas costs. Seeing that there still was not a quorum, the Chair moved up “Reports from and questions to Divisional Representatives” in the agenda – but the Divisional Representatives were not in attendance either.

Members discussed the possibilities of calling an Extraordinary Meeting of Student Council to conduct business or passing motions “in principle” that would be used as evidence for an emergency executive meeting. They rejected both options.

“Is it unreasonable for us to message people to come to this room right now from their colleges?” a JCR president asked. “It’s not unreasonable if the room is willing to wait,” the Chair replied, “But also if it’s going to go on for hours it’s whether people who are in the room are going to stay.” Two voting members had already left by that point, raising the number of students needed for a quorum to six.

The meeting ended forty-five minutes early without discussing any items for resolution.

The Scrutiny Committee will not have its report on the Sabbatical Officers available in time for seventh week because Council could not elect its members.

Only twelve colleges had voting members present, according to sign-in sheets after the meeting.

“Rules of the Student Council” states that Student Members are notified of meetings at least seven days before they are held.”

The halls and colleges whose representatives did not attend included: Blackfriars, Brasenose, Campion Hall, Christ Church, Green Templeton, Harris Manchester, Hertford, Keble, Kellogg, Linacre, Lincoln, Magdalen, Mansfield, Merton, Nuffield, Oriel, Pembroke, Queen’s, Regent’s Park, St Anne’s, St Antony’s, St Benet’s, St Cross, St Edmund, St Hilda’s, St Peter’s, St Stephen’s, Somerville, Trinity, Wolfson, and Wycliffe.

A JCR SU representative told Cherwell: “I love SU Council because no cares, so no one turns up, and nothing in particular happens. It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy.

“It’s noticeable how few MCR representatives turn up, which is concerning for a body representing a population that is half MCR.”

Oxford UN Women #DrawALine at Rad Cam

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On Saturday, Oxford UN Women held an event at the Radcliffe Camera to protest gender-based violence as part of the global #DrawALine campaign.

Participants in the event held a length of orange ribbon around the Rad Cam, signalling that they were ‘drawing a line’ under gender based violence.

The #DrawALine campaign, run by UN Women, raises awareness of and seeks to target gender-based violence, which disproportionately affects women and girls. Students from across the university attended the event.

One in four women in the UK are affected by violence. Many of these cases occur from a partner. According to UN Women, 23% of female undergraduate university students have reported having experienced sexual assault or sexual misconduct.

UN Women run several programmes associated with the campaign, as well as working alongside governments to implement legal changes to protect women. The event also included a bake sale to raise funds to support UN Women programmes which work to end cycles of violence

They also run outreach programmes for women and girls, and help to provide healthcare and psychological services for survivors of violence. This includes emergency contraception and information for women living with HIV, and training police, teachers and community leaders to prevent violence.

UN women held a sixteen day #DrawALine campaign in November and December last year. They lit up iconic buildings in orange to symbolise a brighter future without violence.

The #DrawALine campaign included a video supported by many different celebrities, including Billie Piper, Ella Woodward, Beverley Knight and Joanne Froggatt.

Some of those involved in the campaign also took photos holding placards with their explanation of why they were drawing a line. These included “everyone should have the right to feel safe”, “we deserve to exist fearlessly!”, “one woman is too many” and “there shouldn’t just be lucky ones”.

One student’s sign said: “A leading institution like this has the responsibility to make everyone feel comfortable.”

Imogen Harter-Jones, UN Women college rep for Hertford, told Cherwell: “The #DrawALine campaign by UN Women raising awareness about gendered violence was inspiring, successful and visibly striking.

“Women were literally connected in solidarity against this issue – which persists in both our society and globally – by an orange ribbon around the Rad Cam, one of Oxford’s most iconic landmarks.

“We gained much attention from fellow students, tourists and local who stopped to ask about the demonstration and discuss gendered violence. It was an important step to help create a safer society.”

In some parts of the world up to 70% of women are victims of violence, while around the world one in three girls’ first sexual experience is rape. Women aged 15-44 are more at risk from rape and domestic violence than from cancer, car accidents, war and malaria.

The chair of UN Women NC UK, Laura Haynes, said: “It is time to #DrawALine. For all the women who have said #MeToo, for all men who believe they should help and for all of humanity – it is time. This is your chance to turn words into action.”

Historian’s Oxford PhD error exposed on live radio

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Historian Naomi Wolf has attracted a storm of criticism after one of the central arguments behind her new book was exposed as inaccurate on live radio. The book is based closely on her DPhil thesis, which earned her a degree from Oxford in 2015.

Wolf’s book, Outrages: Sex, Censorship, and the Criminalisation of Love, centres on punishments for homosexuality in the Victorian era. It is Wolf’s first venture into LGBTQ+ history, having made her name as a feminist author.

One of the central arguments Wolf makes in her book is that men and boys were actually being executed for sodomy much later than is usually thought. However, this was based on a misinterpretation of the phrase “death recorded” in trial records. Contrary to Wolf’s claims, the phrase does not mean ‘executed’.

Wolf’s original thesis was awarded by Trinity College and supervised by Dr Stefano-Maria Evangelista. The book focuses specifically on two men – poet Walt Whitman and the lesser known poet John Addington Symonds. Whitman is known to have expressed his sexuality through his poetry.

Wolf told The Observer: “People widely believe that the last executions for sodomy were in 1830. But I read every Old Bailey record throughout the 19th century, so I know that not only did they continue; they got worse.”

Her research wrongly claims that Old Bailey records show “14-year-old” Thomas Silver was “actually executed for committing sodomy” in 1859. She stated: “The boy was indicted for an unnatural offence. GUILTY – Death recorded.”

However, in an interview on Radio 3 with Matthew Sweet, Wolf’s findings were shown to be false, as she had misinterpreted the legal term “death recorded.” Sweet, who is also a writer, said: “I don’t think you’re right about this. I looked it up. ‘Death recorded’ is what’s in most of these cases that you’ve identified as executions. It doesn’t mean that he was executed.”

He added that he had found the definition in the same Old Bailey records which Wolf had used for her research: “[Death recorded] was a category that was created in 1823 that allowed judges to abstain from pronouncing a sentence of death on any capital convict whom they considered to be a fit subject for pardon.

“I don’t think any of the executions you’ve identified here actually happened.”

Sweet argued that it was only from 1885 onwards when a less tolerant legal climate developed against consensual sex between two men. He said: “She argues that historians have misread this moment and we should see that 1857 was a more significant date. I think she is wrong.”

At Hay Festival last Saturday, Wolf said: “Some of you may have seen that there has been a healthy debate about two errors I did make in this book, and they’re on page 71 and 72. Hang on to your copies because it will be a collectors’ item, because it will not [be] in the next printing.”

She added that the mistake pointed out by Sweet had been corrected: “I thanked him and immediately corrected the future editions. But here’s what happened. ‘Death recorded’ in those two cases, the Old Bailey record which would have been reported in major newspapers that Symonds was reading … ‘death recorded’ was the most severe penalty, but Dr Sweet pointed out that ‘death recorded’ didn’t necessarily mean that an execution had taken place and I had misinterpreted the phrase.”

Wolf argued that the arrest itself would still have had a significant effect on gay men in the Victorian era such as Symonds.

“As today, if a doctor in Alabama who performs abortions is arrested or a journalist at the New York Times is arrested, it is the arrest that gets all the press. And if there is a sentence, that gets the national press.

“If there is a plea bargain or reduced sentence or parole, that isn’t usually in the press.

“And that was the case for Symonds, reading these terrifying sentences, and it absolutely led him, in my argument, to seek out alternative worlds where he could visualise freedom and love.”

In a statement, her UK publisher said: “Virago stand by their author Naomi Wolf and the thesis of her book Outrages which is based on her Oxford PhD. With Naomi Wolf and her American publisher Houghton Mifflin we will make any necessary corrections.”

Wolf’s US publisher Houghton Mifflin Harcourt said that while it employs “professional editors, copy editors, and proofreaders for each book project, we rely ultimately on authors for the integrity of their research and fact checking.

“Despite this unfortunate error we believe the overall thesis of the book Outrages still holds. We are discussing corrections with the author.”

The historian Richard Ward added to Sweet’s explanation of the term ‘death recorded’: “It empowered the trial judge to abstain from formally pronouncing a sentence of death upon a capital convict in cases where the judge intended to recommend the offender for a pardon from the death sentence. In the vast majority (almost certainly all) of the cases marked ‘death recorded’, the offender would not have been executed.”

He labelled Wolf’s mistake a “pretty basic error”, adding: “If all the people who were mentioned in the Old Bailey records as ‘death recorded’ were subsequently executed, there would have been a bloodbath on the gallows. Yet anyone who has a basic knowledge of crime and justice in the 19th century would know that that wasn’t the case.”

Christian blogger Alan Jacobs came to Wolf’s defence, writing: “Wouldn’t you — wouldn’t anyone — assume that the phrase “death recorded” means “death sentence carried out”? I know that’s what I would assume. Now, someone might say, “Well, she should have looked it up.” But we only look words or phrases up when we have reason to think that we have misunderstood them.”

Wolf’s other works include The Beauty Myth (1991) which has been lauded as a hallmark of third wave feminism, and The End of America (2007) which looks at the historical rise of fascism.

She was also a former political advisor to Bill Clinton and Al Gore and has written for media outlets such as The Nation, The New Republic, The Guardian and The Huffington Post. Wolf’s thesis supervisor has been contacted for comment.

Cambridge appoints first black leader of an Oxbridge college

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Businesswoman and media executive Sonita Alleyne was elected Master of Jesus College, Cambridge this week, making her the first black person to be appointed to lead an Oxbridge college.

Alleyne will take over from current Master Ian White this October.

She is also the first woman to lead the college since its establishment in 1496. Alleyne herself studied at Cambridge, reading Philosophy at Fitzwilliam College.

Commenting on her successful election as Master, Alleyne said in a statement: “It is an honour to be elected to lead Jesus College and I’m looking forward to becoming part of such an energetic and innovative community.

“Having met many Fellows, students and staff in recent weeks, I was struck by the positive and forward-looking ethos shared across the College.

“Supporting the work of the College to widen access and participation to all that it offers promises to be incredibly rewarding. “I left Cambridge thirty years ago, but it never left me. I am delighted to be returning.”

Alleyne, who was born in Barbados and brought up in East London, is currently the chairwoman of the British Board of Film Classification’s management council.

She previously held roles in production and media companies, including various board roles in prestigious organisations such as the National Employment Panel, the chair of the Radio Sector Skills Council and as a non-executive director of the Department for Culture, Media and Sport.

Alleyne began her career working in the publicity department of Jazz FM before moving into production. In 1991, after being let go from the station Alleyne was a cofounder of production company Somethin’ Else, which she led as chief executive from until 2009.

She has previously been a judge for the Precious Awards which celebrate the achievements of black women in business, and has herself received the Award of Excellence from the European Federation of Black Women Business Owners.

Concerns have been repeatedly raised about Oxford’s lack of access to black students, with one in four colleges not admitting a single black British student between 2015 and 2017. As of yet, no black person has ever been appointed to lead an Oxford college.

Labour MP David Lammy has long been critical of Oxford’s failure to improve their admissions track record in terms of diversity. He said: “The university is clearly happy to see Oxford remain an institution defined by entrenched privilege that is the preserve of wealthy white students from London and the south-east.”

Last year, Cambridge admitted the highest number of black students in its history, although the 58 undergraduates represented only 2% of the University’s total intake.

A history of Punting: past and present

Punting may seem like an Oxford institution. But it took John Anderzej Rivers, an Anglo-Pole Oxonian of the late pre-war period, to organise a yearly race down the northern stretch, later known as ‘the Piste’, of the river Cherwell (at that time pronounced Charwell). In 1913, he and two other young blades of Oxford, crossed the finishing line at Queens-Bank, becoming the first in a century-long line of punting victors. As one amongst them reportedly said of the occasion, “the air on the Cherwell that day was wet and heady with the joy of our victory.”

That man grew up to be none other than famous novelist Aldous Huxley, who presided over the next two summers of the competition, which is said to have inspired the pacifism of his later years. Even though the inchoate competition was ‘rough and ready’ with little formal structure, one could already see the core values which, in coming decades, would come to define the competition: goodfellowship, proper religion, and respect for the institution of private property.

The races continued each summer until the coming of the Second World War put something of a pall on proceedings. Yet even in those troubled days, the spirit of competition punting persevered, sustaining hopes and resolves, fanning the flames of aspiration, throughout ‘their darkest hour.’

The apocryphal tale of ‘Punting Peter’ emerged then, a junior officer who carried his old punting-pole from the beaches of Normandy all across France as a good-luck omen, before leading a last-ditch charge against the Nazis at the Battle of the Bulge. He died heroically, still holding on to it with both hands. Indeed, word even reached high command – General Montgomery once remarked, “an ounce of punting spirit is better than a pint of oil.”

The end of the war saw the arrival at Oxford of perhaps the most prestigious of punters – J. R. R. Tolkien. It is often claimed that punting was as natural to him as water to a duck: “his canny hands manipulated the pole as though they knew its every pleasure.” Tolkien won the races five times, and presided over them six times, leaving him by far the most accomplished punter before the advent of the modern competition. Who knows if the idyllic haven of the Shire was not inspired by the picturesque fields and dales of the Upper Cherwell?

Yet by the late fifties, punting in Oxford saw a slump – there are no recorded races for 1958 or 1959, leading some to speculate that the competition was discontinued, surely unlikely given the great favour it enjoyed before then. 1960, however, brought monumental changes to Oxford punting, ensuring its legacy as a quintessential university diversion, with the creation of the Royal Charter of Oxford Competition Punting, a document that remains the foundation of the modern competition to this day. The charter, obtained through the generous intercession of the Princess Alice, Duchess Gloucester, established the rules of the competition, enshrined its four core values of life, property, goodfellowship, and law, and mandated the victors be awarded with the golden image of a punt – the ‘Punting Cup’.

From the inauguration of the 1960 charter, the Punting Cup went from strength to strength, growing into a truly iconic Oxford event. The late 1970’s and early 1980’s were the heyday of the Punting Cup, with competitions routinely seeing over a hundred vessels competing in the opening seeds. It was a time of great optimism in the country at large, too – with the Oil Crisis and recession coming to an end, Britain was open for business, and there is no doubt that these high spirits affected the situation on the river.

This era saw the expansion of the trade in tourist punts, above all on the lower stretch of the Cherwell towards the Magdalen Eyot, which had become a popular alternative to the traditional Piste of the Upper Cherwell as the rolls of competitors filled up. A brief ban on competition punting in the early nineties, under the vice-chancellorship of Sir Richard Southwood saw the Punting Cup go underground for almost half a decade.

Yet official sanction could not quash Oxford’s appetite for the summer races: students would reportedly cycle up to the Piste from their colleges under cover of night, hiding bottles of gin and boxes of strawberries in their undergarments, and punt on ‘borrowed’ vessels. An entry from the 1991/1992 ledger describes the final for that year: “races went from Queens-Bank at midnight; Lincoln’s second vessel took the fifth seed with a gap of nine yards, and the Cup.”

Although the ban was swiftly annulled, the spirit of subversion and daring that flourished in those years lingered for ever after, immortalised in the proverbial watchwords of Oxford’s punters: “hot-blooded by temperament, risk-takers by disposition.”

In the early 2000s, the Punting Cup rebranded to Punting Cuppers, in line with the rest of the university’s inter-college sporting competitions. At the same time, reforms were made to the competition rules, notably the inclusion of a dedicated paddler to the required four-punter team. Paddling had not been a regular part of punting form for most of the competition’s history, often being thought of as a crutch for inexperienced crews; it was not until several speed records were broken in a row, that continuous paddling was recognised as key to success on the Piste.

This year has seen the largest first seed since 1978, a testament to the hard work of the committee in bringing Punting Cuppers into the Information Age. Over two hundred competitors entered the rolls, many enjoying their first ever taste of this timeless Oxford tradition. Looking to the future, who knows quite where the story of Oxford punting will sail next? For now, at any rate, it looks like yet another season of light, beauty, and goodfellowship on the Cherwell.

Friendships: easier made than kept?

Sometimes it seems like you only show up any more when you want something from me”. An old friend of mine told me that recently. I don’t think I was expecting a sharp prod like that from him. We had been close mates at school, probably even formative for one another at the time, as my dramas and experiences became his and his mine. Since arriving at university we hadn’t really spoken much, but I had written this off early on as a mutual desire to meet new people, assuring myself that we could always hang out again and reconnect if we wanted. This declaration hit me like a truck. There was a real pang to being told that, a lingering guilty conscience that I couldn’t shrug off for weeks. Am I a bad friend? Have I deserted people I was close to just to hang out with my Oxford mates? Do I ask more of those around me than they do me? Each question frightened me, and it made me begin to worry that I treated all my friends this way. When those connections mean so much to us, to be told that we don’t act like it can make us feel like we’re ungrateful, needy, or self-centred.

There was some truth to what he had said: I wasn’t wrong to spend my fresher year making friends, but I had done much more friend-making than friend-keeping. Keeping friends can be hard, in some ways harder than making them. There are the bigger commitments, sure. It means putting upwith one another’s flaws even if they start tograte on you, it means sticking by mates when they’ve got themselves into a tough spot, it means being around for the low points as well the high ones. When the big stuff tests (or ends) a friendship, it’s hard not to notice. Bust-ups over petty things or mistrust caused by the fog of rumours can wedge people apart suddenly and often permanently. Relationships may even be tested by a person’s character. What do I do if I truly believe your friend is in the wrong? What do I do if they won’t repent or admit that they’re causing pain to others? Am I a bad friend for cutting them adrift or a bad person for allowing bad things to go unchallenged? Worries like this can plague our minds in a that can make us wonder if friendship means being uncritically supportive.

This was a different kind of worry, though. Along with the bigger things, friendship also means smaller, less grand gestures. Remembering to text back. Checking up every now and then. Asking how they’re feeling. Term-time can be a blizzard of to-dos, as we suddenly find ourselves immersed in essays, tutorials, societies, drama, relationships, drinking. It’s one thing to meet the larger challenges, but the smaller things can be easier to forget. In the middle of all the stuff, we sometimes risk losing sight of maintaining these important connections. The worry is that we, with no bad things to warrant our departure, have left our friend’s lives without caring to look back.

Had I, then, lost sight of my friends? I was doing myself no good by agonising on my I own, so I asked them. A few people admittedthat I had definitely been around less this termthan they might have hoped. That was true of most of us though: pressure had tightened our schedules and exhausted us, and after hours of work it began to feel more comforting towatch Netflix in bed than to go to the collegebar (or, god forbid, to Bridge). It didn’t make us bad friends or bad people: it just made us slightly burned out. Few of us are so extroverted that we can be social all the time, and there’s nothing wrong with admitting it to ourselves.

Maybe I was worrying too much. If I had people who cared enough to wish I was around more, I can’t have been doing toowrong by them. Introspecting was fine insmall doses, but talking to others showed me that my questions were preoccupying in a way that, itself, prevented me from hanging out and enjoying myself. I can write as many obnoxiously cautioning paragraphs about keeping friends as I like, but the truth is so long as you make the reconnection and start back up, spending time with a proper friend becomes effortless. After I had that conversation with my school-mate I saw him a few days later. We caught up and entertained ourselves over a few drinks with anecdotes from our time so far at uni. After a couple hours we went out clubbing, and fuelled by tequila and VKs we danced (awfully) to Avicii songs well into the early morning. The night turned out to be one of my favourites since I arrived at university, and it reminded me what I had missed of him. Why, then, did I continue to mope for weeks after over whether we were still friends? In the end, all it had taken was a prod to rekindle the fun in our relationship, and then we were buzzing with re-discovered chemistry. The sooner I realised that, the sooner I could get on with my life.

So I pulled out of it. I had to. Feeling lonely wasn’t just something that would affect my social sphere. It was something that would begin to keep me from meeting my deadlines, or turning up to meetings, or wanting to do anything else but wallow. With more than a little help from friends, I eventually got over myself. We ate together more, went clothes-shopping from time to time. Even a couple afternoons spent doing nothing did us a world of good, so long as we were doing nothing together.

I hadn’t been wrong or malicious to stop seeing my friend. I had maybe just become a little lazy. I lost myself in other things. But it also wasn’t doing me any good to get myself down over whether or not I saw people enough, or whether I gave enough back. When we question our relationships, self- doubt can obscure from us what we do well, how much we others really enjoy our company and how much we really do give back to them just by being around. Rather than an assessment, our worries can become a bashing, a distorted criticism that doesn’t do ourselves justice.

So long as we receive occasional prods from our friends, and so long as we don’t make it something more, we allow ourselves to continue to be dependable, available, and enjoyable. When it works, you can just feel it, and that brief and modest thought “I’m so glad I get to be friends with you” is one of the happiest in the world.