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Christ Church motion for war on Merton and Corpus “passed with flying colours”

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Merton and Corpus Christi now find themselves with a common enemy. The general meeting of Christ Church JCR yesterday led to war being declared against the two colleges, in what observer William Rees-Mogg identified as another proof that “Oxford is slithering over the brink into the boiling cauldron of war.”

Josh Cathcart, one of the committee members who made this choice, described the origin of this declaration. “Corpus Christi asked us (I think) to help them in their war with Merton. There was talk of allowing them to fight it out, and then come in after. And it was suggested we would go to war with both Merton and Corpus. Which passed with flying colours.”

President of Christ Church JCR Ali Hussain told Cherwell he had warned his mertonian homonym a few days ago that “Merton will forever be in Christ Church’s shadow.”

Expanding on this idea, one ChCh student justified the declaration with a geographical argument, “If you can see it from the top of Tom Tower, it’s in our sphere of influence.”

The decision to take on two colleges at the same time, following a still seemingly unresolved conflict opposing Christ Church to Brasenose which started in May of last year, surprised ChCh student Louis McEvoy but failed to worry him. “On the face of it such a policy would seem risky, yet there is a genius to it: after all, Merton and Corpus are hardly likely to get over their differences to unite against Christ Church’s strength, so we can comfortably wage war against them as they undermine one another.”

“It shouldn’t be too difficult, as Corpus is the Belgium of Oxford colleges and Merton a non-entity. I salute the rightful exertion of the mighty.” McEvoy added, “Actually come to think of it Merton could pose a challenge, because we’d have to find out where it is first.”

Redha Rubaie, who had represented Corpus Christi at the first war meeting in Merton, offered an analysis of Christ Church’s decision to throw themselves into the war. “One expected Christ Church to take a stand against the tyranny of Merton. But Christ Church realised they had to improve their position in the Norrington table and found Corpus to be an easy target. They should just try doing some actual work instead.”

America’s poet laureate: Bob Dylan

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In 1963, the Freewheeling Bob Dylan sang “Yippee! I’m a poet and I know it / Hope I don’t blow it!” Well, now the Nobel Committee knows it, and it should be clear to everyone he certainly did not blow it. But evidently it is not. Beneath their polite applause the sceptics are muttering their reservations. “I’m happy for Bob Dylan”, tweeted American novelist Jodi Picoult, “but does this mean I can win a Grammy?”

The argument that Dylan can’t be a poet because his lyrics are heard not read is based on nothing more than a semantic quibble. Did Robert Burns’ ‘Auld Lang Syne’ cease to be a poem the minute someone began belting it out on New Year’s Eve? Is The Iliad not a poem because it was originally written for music? There are poems whose rhythms are songlike, and songs whose lyrics are poetic, and no other songwriter of the past half-century has created a poetic idiom so unmistakably his own as Dylan. This idiom is kaleidoscopic in its variability, gradating from the senator-baiting rhetoric of The Times They Are a Changing (1962) to the gnomic, densely allusive texture of Highway 61 Revisited (1965), to the simpler and more tender lyrics of Blood on the Tracks (1975).

He can express sentiments so brutally clear that they inspire in an instant, zealous agreement (take this, from ‘Masters of War’: “For threatening my baby, unborn and unnamed, / You ain’t worth the blood that runs in your veins”) but his lyrics can also be teasingly obscure: “The motorcycle black Madonna two-wheeled gypsy queen / and her star-studded phantom cause the grey flannel dwarf to scream.” What the hell are we to make of that?

It is very difficult to determine what test language has to pass in order to be poetic and no, it is not “does it rhyme?” The nearest I can come is to say that poetic language is language which achieves an ingenious density of meaning, even if that meaning is not readily apparent. This is a test which Dylan passes again and again. Take for instance these lines from ‘Sign on a Window’, spoken by a man in unrequited love: “Build me a cabin in Utah, / Marry me a wife, catch rainbow trout. / Have a bunch of kids who call me pa, / That must be what it’s all about.” Here, in a song which wishes for a romantic coupling that can never happen, the rhyme of Utah (Youtah) with Me pa actually enacts this coupling.

Part of the beauty of that insinuation is it hides in plain sight, perfectly visible yet easy to miss as the melody carries you by. Perhaps one reason why to many people it sounds odd to call Dylan a poet is that good poetry needs to be dwelt upon in order to be appreciated, whereas the inclination of the listener is to be carried along at the melody’s pace, blithely unaware of the complex meanings hiding beneath the smooth surface of the lines.

Take a look at the following lines, from ‘Desolation Row’, perhaps his best lyric; how could anyone catch all of their import first time round?: “Praise be to Nero’s Neptune / The Titanic sails at dawn / Everybody’s shouting / Which side are you on?” On the one hand, “Which side are you on?” could mean “which side of the boat are you on?” to which one might reply “port out, starboard home” (that’s to say, posh). But it could also be that everybody’s shouting that old socialist anthem, “Which side are you on?” In a single line Dylan manages to impersonate both leftist agitators and reactionary snobs, while suggesting it really doesn’t matter which side any of them are on, because they’re all headed for a bloody great iceberg.

Bob Dylan is one of the greatest wordsmiths of our time. Yes, he sings over music, and his words are listened to, rather than read. But that does not mean his works are not literature. In a word, Jodi Picoult, write a line like that and then say it’s not literature.

“Cigarettes and Alcohol”

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Monday October 10th saw the 22nd anniversary of Oasis (albeit possibly stolen from T.Rex) classic ‘Cigarettes and Alcohol’, an enormous and hugely enjoyable song which was claimed by the band’s discoverer to be the most important social statement made by anyone in twenty five years. Looking almost that amount of time on, I was driven to ponder whether the staying power of cigarettes and alcohol at universities was the same as this Britpop anthem.

Going back to the olden days—school—barely any people I knew smoked. It was constantly drilled into us by parents and teachers that “clever people never smoked” and that “binge drinking” was a kind of horrific act committed by “others”, and never their children. Admittedly Oxford seems to lack the intense initiations and pub crawls of some other universities and it’s not exactly like walking down Oxford streets is a stagger through smoke clouds; but one of the first shocks of arriving here was that people you knew well would often binge drink and smoke — it was perfectly normal.

The idea was that we were all semi-independent adults exercising the freedom of being away from the influences who, typically, would encourage against or ban these pastimes. Thus, as the cigarette is a symbol of a teenager who wants to seem an adult, for many students, the cigarette is the symbol of a teenager who has become one. There is a staying power to the allure of engaging in a pleasurable activity that is self-knowingly self-destructive. It is this that fuels the continued perception of it is a rebellious activity to this day.

Meanwhile, even the idea of being a recovering alcoholic (a mature student, say) joining the buzzing social scenes of universities seems a tortuous experience, as alcohol flows in abundance through many facets of university life. There is a struggle in constantly straddling the line between being a perceived ‘killjoy’ with no social life and knowing when a night out is one too many for you to feel rested, healthy and able to work. The amount of times I’ve heard someone say they’re too hungover to do work they have to do is considerable. Yet by any “adult” standard, this sort of thinking would be cause for concern.

This isn’t to say that one should worry overmuch about the going out culture of university. Instead, it is merely a point to note that so much of university social life is dominated by drink. “Going to Bridge/Cellar/Wahoo/Bullingdon tonight?” is, in my experience, an extremely common conversation starter if you bump into a friend in the evening; while ‘we should grab a pint tomorrow!’ an equally common comment amongst old friends who need to have a catch up. Meanwhile, so much of the overt social life is predicated on drinking as to make you think there’s something odd here —societies start the year with “Welcome drinks”, the political societies have meetings based around an alcoholic beverage of choice and the sports teams are famous for their occasional stomach-turning benders. Even business societies and so on have welcome drinks; while Cherwell must confess its own guilt in having crew dates as part of their social routine.

The key is to manage a healthy balance—some people (lucky bastards) can go out four times a week while maintaining a healthy routine of sleep, work and fitness; while others will recoil at the prospect of going out three times. It simply boils down to a rational ability to know when the enjoyment of the night out will be more than the relative pain of the morning after. A key way I have noticed is that sportspeople tend to manage their social life better. Whether this is because of that self-conscious awareness of their body and fitness, or whether it’s the very fact that they are necessitated by early morning starts to not vegetate in bed all day the morning after a night out, is hard to tell, but it does seem to be a principle that holds generally. Personally speaking, trying to maintain this stricter routine over the summer turned out to be difficult, but definitely a rewarding exercise.

Meanwhile, smoking is a harder nut to crack. Most smokers at university aren’t even attempting to quit—postponing to a time after university—and so if someone were trying to quit, it would be difficult to in a such a laidback atmosphere. However, it doesn’t seem so prevalent as to be a temptation for non-smokers, unless as part of a desperate sense of boredom in the Bridge smoking area. Smoking seems something left for certain groups of people, not as pervasive an issue as alcohol.

To return to the start point of this article, Oasis promoted this lifestyle as the rock and roll antithesis to Blur’s southern, educated art pop. Even the music showed this divide—the brutish power chords of Oasis to Blur’s sophisticated and unusual musicality. Yet no matter how well Oasis glamorised this outlook, it might be worth noting that they’ve all calmed down a bit over the years. Why? Because moderation is generally a pretty good thing—and it just might make you happier.

The media must approach discussions about Haiti with more nuance

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At the end of last week, Haiti began three days of national mourning to honour the near 900 people who died as a result of Hurricane Matthew. Its effects within Haiti have been immense, with tens of thousands of homes obliterated and over 350 000 people in need of aid.

Mainstream media outlets took two varying approaches in covering the disaster. Unsurprisingly, the news within the US focused on the effects upon the citizens of the east coast of their own country, whilst appearing indifferent to the high number of Haitian fatalities.

On the other hand, UK Media outlets did recognise the devastation caused in Haiti, yet it fundamentally lacked nuance. They carelessly juxta-positioned Florida’s hasty and organised response to the disaster, involving millions of citizens being encouraged to evacuate their homes in cars full of essential supplies with the Haitian response, blaming its mass devastation on its poor infrastructure, ineffective government, and lack of a coherent plan if such a disaster should strike. It also drew attention to Haiti’s vulnerability to natural disasters due to over half of the population dwelling in shantytowns in a nation still recovering from the aftershocks of the 2010 earthquake and the subsequent cholera outbreak.

As illustrated above, Haiti is portrayed in a very negative light. It is often forgotten that Haiti was the first independent nation of Latin America after the first successful transatlantic slave revolt during the Haitian revolution of 1791-1804. It is this dismissal of history which leads to the wretched portrayal of the country by foreign news media.

It is not by lack of luck that Haiti is so poor. After becoming an independent, slave-free nation, Haiti was coerced into signing a treaty with France which involved paying 90 million Francs, 40 billion US dollars today with the consideration of inflation, as a form of reparations for the loss of “property” of slaves by the French plantation owners, having only finally paid off this unjust debt by 1947. Yes, unstable and corrupt governments, such as the Duvalier rule have played their part over the years. However, how much could the country have developed and progressed without this crippling debit?

International NGOs such as the Red Cross, Oxfam or UNICEF, though benevolent in their intentions, cannot continue the “rinse and repeat” cycle of shoe-horning aid into Haiti whenever a natural disaster strikes. This is mere short term solution which fails to address the historical legacy left behind by French colonialism. It is no use highlighting the lack of response in the poorest country in the western hemisphere without acknowledging the historical framework and role of France’s colonial legacy in doing so.

It is not enough for France to send 32 tonnes of humanitarian aid to appease its own moral conscience, while failing to attempt to reconcile its own damaging colonial legacy within Haiti. It is this historical background, which has lead to Haiti’s fragility and its consistent reliance on international aid. This is something several news outlets should bare in mind in their ignorant portrayal of Haiti.

University reviews policy on social events

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Guidelines on how to make international students more comfortable within the university have been issued to Oxford teaching staff.

The new recommendations, entitled ‘Making the most of cultural diversity’ touch upon a variety of topics such as ‘Cultural Self-Awareness’ whilst also providing practical advice on how best to approach social events in colleges.

International students make up around 40 per cent of Oxford’s overall student body, with up to 56 per cent at graduate level. There are currently students from 140 countries studying at Oxford.

It is stated that social situations may be difficult for international students due to difference in custom and thus advised that non-alcoholic drinks should always be offered and food options “carefully considered”.

The report states, “A British cultural phenomenon is to provide food, such as snacks or canapes, as a form of welcome to newcomers or visitors. However, this practice may disregard the preferences of other cultures.”

The guidance added that while academics should attend social occasions, they should be conscious that some students might find them “awkward”, and it recommends ensuring soft drinks and other food options, such as canapés, are also provided.

Ioana Burtea, Merton College’s JCR International Students’ representative claims that the guidelines may be problematic as they make clear distinction between British culture and the culture specific to a foreign nation.

She told Cherwell, “Not only is British culture itself not homogeneous (just think of all the times your Scottish friends have been teased about eating haggis), but a significant portion of international students have a diverse background, especially if they’ve attended an international school pre-Oxford. The attempt to classify students into different “dominant value groups” is a superficial approach to say the least.”

David Palfreyman, the bursar of New College, recently told the Daily Mail, “I am bemused as to what a culturally neutral canapé would be. That could be quite a challenge.

“I think this advice might be a little bit oversensitive to very minor comments.”

Alongside advice on social situations, the guidelines also touch upon pastoral care, stating that international students may be more likely to take a “failure is not an option” approach to their studies, which could affect their emotional wellbeing and thus require different support to UK students.

The report also warns of the different approaches to essay writing which international students may have been taught to students coming from abroad. It offers resources entitled ‘Learning to write at Oxford’ in order to help them to adapt to a new way of working.

The guide also states that “promoting understanding must outweigh other concerns” and thus “jargon, idioms and colloquialisms” should be avoided whenever it is possible to do so.

A spokesperson for the Oxford University said “We make no apology for doing all we can to make all feel welcome.”

Backstage dialogue with Sarah Wright

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How long have you been involved in drama?

I’ve been acting and writing since I was a kid, but the first show I directed was two and a half years ago. It was La Leçon by Ionesco and I directed it as part of my Extended Project Qualification at sixth form, I knew absolutely nothing about being a director so I had to ask my friend Claudia for tips.

And do you have any tips for aspiring directors in a similar position? What was Claudia’s advice?

The one thing I never forgot, which Claudia told me, is never to just show an actor how to do a line by doing it yourself. There are certain things, like blocking, where a character definitely has to be standing in a specific place, and of course that’s fine. But if you’re too stringent with your idea of how a line or gesture should be delivered, it gets stiff . You need to help the actor find their character, not present them with a ready-made one. Also, you need to have a strong idea of where you want to go with your production. In the rehearsal room actors will look to you for answers, and you have to be able to give them that. Even if you don’t know what you’re doing you have to pretend to. Directing is kind of a weird form of acting.

So it’s a big commitment?

Yes, it’s definitely a big time commitment. Over my last two years at Oxford I’ve been involved in nineteen productions – I think – in different capacities, and you definitely have to work out where to pour your energy. Sometimes I don’t get the balance right; with The Phantom of the Opera, which I directed in Hilary 2016, there was one day during the tech rehearsals when we were in the theatre from 9am until about three in the morning—which is not good. I’ve had some very stressful moments because of theatre, but it’s also given me things to be proud of—I mean, I’d genuinely say that Phantom is what I’m proudest of. So much hard work from so many brilliant people went into that show, and I’m honoured to have worked with them.

Is it difficult to assign roles?

It really depends. I’ve had some shows where I’ve dithered for ages about who to cast, but with some it was easier. With Phantom, for example, we knew who we wanted for the principal roles pretty much immediately. Myself and Callum Spiller, the musical director, started referring to people by their character names instead of their real names before we’d even officially cast them. But I think we had nearly a hundred people audition—it was ridiculous! And amazing that so many people wanted to be involved, of course.

Are you working on anything we should look out for?

Something in which another hundred people might want to be involved… (Laughs) I’ve got a couple of writing projects on the go. Myself and Katrin Padel are in the early stages of planning a musical version of The Book Thief, John Paul and I are writing a musical loosely based on the story of Doctor Faustus, and I’m writing an adaptation of Medea. We’re hoping to take them to the Edinburgh Fringe!

Letter from abroad: Amman

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Around a month ago I took the plunge and moved to Amman with 14 other students from Oxford. Unlike most linguists at the university, Arabists embark on their year abroad in their second year, armed with lengthy lists of unnecessary vocabulary from Al-Kitaab but no clue how to place an order in a restaurant.

The purpose of this, I suppose, is to encourage total immersion, a technique that has proved to be effective in the long run but is somewhat bewildering when, having just arrived in Amman, you realise that the speech you memorised about your hobbies is of no use when trying to negotiate a deal with your soon-to-be landlord.

Having said this, four hours of classes each day covering both colloquial and Modern Standard Arabic have helped me find my feet. Colloquial Arabic, known as ‘ammiyah’, varies from region to region, but is extraordinarily useful in giving you a key insight into the culture. In Jordan, for example, Arabic is a language of extremes: things are “very beautiful” rather than  good or great, and when asked how you are, a response of “fine” or “okay” will often provoke the question “what’s wrong?”.

This language reflects the culture of polar opposites that is prevalent in Amman. Downtown Amman, for example, is home to an Umayyad mosque and a Roman amphitheatre, whilst in the nearby neighbourhood of Shmeisani, the skyscrapers under construction grow taller and taller each day. The population of Amman, estimated at 4 million documented inhabitants, is expected to double in size by the year 2025 as a result of the Syrian refugee crisis, emphasising the drastic gulf between the rich and poor in Jordan.

Abdoun Street in Amman divides the city into two parts—East and West—and thereby two extremes. You need less than 15 minutes in a famous Ammani yellow cab to experience both. West Amman, the wealthier and more westernised part of the city, is heavily populated with expatriates, embassies, vast hotels catering for businessmen and tourists, as well as Amman’s most coveted bars, clubs, and restaurants.

Moving just a few kilometres from this will take you to East Amman. Despite 30 years of urban development programmes focusing on its poorest areas and informal settlements, the social disparities between the eastern and western parts of the city are still striking.

This division is emphasised by the unbalanced income distribution in an economically thriving kingdom. Amman is attracting the attention of multi-national corporations and investors as a city whose growing economy will be competing with the Gulf boomtowns such as Dubai and Doha in the near future, but only the wealthy Ammanis with assets and investments benefit from Jordan’s economic growth. Whilst changes to the infrastructure of the eastern part of the city are being carried out by the government, these changes simply cannot keep up with the number of undocumented refugees who turn to this area of the city.

These two sections of society dominate Amman, each having their own customs, attitudes and behaviours. Both, however, are extremely welcoming to tourists and students, like myself, who are guests in their city, and regardless of whether you are on the east or west side of Abdoun Street, the greeting is always the same—”welcome to Jordan!”

Brexit: Saviour of European federalism?

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Like every European federalist, I was devastated by Brexit. Here was the third largest country by population in the European Union rejecting a watered down version of a shadow of a United States of Europe. For someone coming to the UK hoping to find a liberal and rational environment, it seemed horrifying.

But after the initial shock of the referendum result wore off, reflection came, and with it optimism. In many ways, Britain leaving the EU is the end of an awkward relationship which prevented the continent from becoming more unified, and could help shock a movement back into existence.

Britain has never felt at home in Europe. Britons tend to insist that their island is different, that their history and institutions make it impossible for them to join a pan-European state. That is of course false—regardless of what Britons may like to think, they are Europeans, and geography fates them to be forever Europeans.

Britain was excluded from the founding of what would become the European Union, the European Steel and Coal Community, and didn’t join the European project until two decades after it began. Even then, it joined reluctantly, over the howls of politicians on the left and right. Since joining, Britain has been one of the greatest causes of the watering down of pan-European institutional power. Carving itself out of the euro and Schengen, Britain also pushed for a weak European parliament.

The consequences of this pro-individualism has led to the current E.U., which everyone knows and no one loves. It is undemocratic, ineffective, and costly—but not because the Europhiles have made it that way. It is that way because it is a compromise, and like all compromises it disappoints all parties. But while some compromises manage to combine what is best from either side, the EU has managed to do the exact opposite, creating a lugubrious bureaucracy, while remaining ineffective in dealing with continent-wide issues, such as the migrant crisis, allowing itself to be held hostage by individual member states.

This is where Brexit comes in. People chose between a tedious status quo and an inspiring message of change and freedom. No matter how disingenuous that latter message was, it won hearts and votes. But the victory of illiberal sentiment with Brexit also offers hope for us who support a United States of Europe.

Brexit means that Britain will no longer be able to stymie the efforts of greater centralisation of power into pan-European institutions.

Brexit has also shocked the European Federalist movement back into action. What was recently the sleepy preserve of eccentrics has revived a vigorous new movement. Brexit has created a generation whose support for a United States of Europe is forged in opposition to the illiberal sentiment of Brexit, and may yet save the European project.

One thing I’d change about Oxford… Homeless people

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“Any change please?” he whispered. I glanced and scurried along. For a few seconds I was aware of the chasm separating our two lives. My 18 years of relative peace, and his, if I had to guess, life punctuated by a combination of drug addiction, domestic violence, and nasty separations from loved ones.

The gnawing guilt as you pass homeless people can make them an unwelcome presence. Outside central London, Oxford has the UK’s highest number of homeless people. Just 15 metres separates the stand selling VitaCoco Coconut Water in Tesco Metro on Magdalen St. and the squalid square metre where this man is sat; our society is able to siphon luxurious nectar for drinking but is unable to shelter all of its citizens each night.

There is no silver bullet for this problem. A combination of action by local government, charities, and major stakeholders in the area could manage the situation. Camden, for example, has a homelessness rate much lower than the London average because of this holistic approach. People are given a bed, treatment for the issues that put them on the street, and are helped to find jobs. Oxford Council, by contrast, cut the housing support budget by 39 per cent in 2014, and considered cutting the 2016 budget by a further 65 per cent. As a result, Lesley Dewhurst, Chief Executive of Oxford Homeless Pathways, remarked recently “there is never a spare bed”.

The pressure on housing is another reason too many people sleep rough in Oxford. Our wealthy university thus has a duty to off er help. Commendably, OUSU successfully campaigned against the council’s plan which would have made the lives of those on the street even harder, whilst Just Love (a student-run Christian outreach group) meets, talks to, and buys food for the local homeless population. The university itself is less active. A suggestion: off er up the handful of bedrooms needed by the local homeless out of the several thousand that make up the campus.

Alternative, but not Right

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The Ku Klux Klan’s burning cross, the Nazi Swastika, and now Pepe the cartoon frog—as of now all are, according to the prominent civil rights agency, the Anti Defamation League, symbols of hate. The strange demise of this internet meme, while difficult to comprehend, is a testament to the disturbingly swift rise of the alt-right movement and to the absurdity of the current presidential race. In particular, Pepe’s capitulation to the dark side highlights some home truths about the alt-right’s racist appropriation of internet humour in the form of memes.

The alt-right’s sudden emergence onto the political scene in mid-2016 is only now starting to be fully understood. What started as an obscure group of white nationalists and self-proclaimed “anti-feminazis” who lurked among the nastier fringes of anonymous internet fora (specifically 4chan and 8chan) swiftly morphed into a loosely-grouped, internet-based movement with real influence on the American political scene, fighting what it saw as the incoming tide of “cuckservatism” (traditional republicanism), “feminazism” (feminism), “SJWs” (social justice warriors) and, of course, “Crooked Hillary”. The catalyst? Donald Trump’s candidacy. Although not a self-proclaimed alt-righter himself, Trump’s flirtation with authoritarianism, xenophobia and misogyny has made him an pseudo-idol in the eyes of many of the alt-right.

In many aspects then the alt-right movement is merely another example of the populist farright backlash to progressive liberalism and establishment politics in the 21st century seen all across Europe and beyond. America, of course, has its own flourishing tradition of far-right lunacy (consider the Ku Klux Klan, McCarthyism, and the John Birch Society, to name but a few). Why, then, has the alt-right gained traction in the mainstream political sphere whilst other far-right groups have seen their popularity fall, and how has it managed to attract such a young membership base? The unlikely answer to these questions lies in its use and abuse of internet memes.

Why memes? The alt-right is almost wholly an online phenomenon; you cannot join your local alt-right society, vote for an alt-right candidate as your president or attend an alt- right national convention. It eschews both traditional print media and the established political parties in favour of quick to create, easy to propagate internet content with a focus on deriding establishment politicians and lionising their own members (notably Donald Trump and Milo Yiannopoulos).

Paradoxically, memes, recognisable bites of pseudo-humour, offer the alt-right’s toxic dogmata a thin veneer of credibility through what one might call the sanctity of humour. By this I mean the widespread belief that all humour, no matter how offensive, should be inherently safe from moral judgement. It is the exploitation of this flawed, yet amazingly widespread, credo which has led to the terrifying legitimisation of the alt-right as a real force in American politics.

As a society we treat offensive jokes, regardless of their intent, with far more lenience than we treat offensive statements. Consider, for example, the last time you heard a racist joke. Maybe you laughed; maybe you didn’t. Maybe you were shocked; maybe you weren’t. However, compare this with the last time you heard somebody make a racist statement. First, the odds are that you’ve heard far more racist jokes than straightfaced racist statements. Now, consider what your reaction was the last time you heard someone seriously espouse racist doctrine. You probably did not laugh, or even willingly keep the conversation going.

The alt-right understand that it is easier for us to shut our ears to people who make racist statements, but that many of us, perhaps grudgingly, perhaps willingly, allow racist sentiments to linger in our conversations and online, principally in the form of jokes. Since the alt-right recognised this tendency, it seems they have gone about clothing their racist, misogynist, and nationalist ideologies in the thin coating of “meme humour”, in the hope we might unwittingly allow their Trojan horse of toxic doctrines onto the mainstream political landscape.

Pepe the Frog’s shocking racist transformation is but one example of this disturbing trend. Designed and released in 2005 by the graphic designer Matt Furie as a completely benevolent cartoon character, Pepe the Frog gained immediate notoriety. As time passed, Pepe became an in-joke among edgier sections of the online community, and it wasn’t long until people worked out how to personalise and edit Pepe. Pepe-editing became an unlikely craze and various redesigns saw the unfortunate frog sporting Chelsea kit, lingerie, and a magical robe (though thankfully not all at once). This, then, is exactly the kind of opportunity which the alt-right seizes upon; a distinctive, but easily distorted, piece of internet humour, which, when abused, could easily be passed off as “just some tasteless humour” or “a dark joke”.

Before long, Pepe was making the rounds on seedy fringes of the internet, sporting the altright’s garments of choice: a Swastika jumper, a Yarmulke, and a white hood and not long after that, the alt-right adopted Pepe as their unofficial symbol.

Our unwillingness to condemn offensive humour has had far-reaching negative effects in American politics; is there anything we can do to repair the situation, or are the alt-right here to stay? There seems no ready and simple strategy to combat such a diffuse and uncoordinated opponent. We would do well, though, to remind ourselves that many offensive jokes, especially on the internet, are nothing but aggressive intentions dressed, barely, in sheep’s clothing. On the same front, we ought to resist the easy and populist move to deride political correctness; both Trump and the alt-right have been vocal in their abuse of “PC culture”. To tolerate the alt-right’s retaliation against political correctness would be to disarm ourselves at a vital moment: just when we must resist their barely-veiled attempts to propagate racist and misogynist dogma.

If Donald Trump and his alt-right fan-base are vindicated this November, life for minorities, not just in America, but worldwide. Many will feel helpless to resist this. Yet, the war of ideas, fought online, is one we are all involved in.