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On the 5th of June a peaceful vigil outside the Oxford Union took place demanding to take every rape allegation seriously. We spoke to the organisers and attendees of the event to ask if there is a rape culture in Oxford, and, if so, how to combat this. Directed by Broadcasting Editor, Beth Lambert. Shot and edited […]
Continue ReadingSitting in the Old Library in LMH surrounded by crisps and cut outs from naturist magazines, the “(wo)manifesto” is being discussed. This is the behind-the-scenes face of the Cuntry Living who until now have been faceless, as I’ve only seen their membership on their hugely popular Facebook group, with (at time of print) 1,088 members. […]
Continue ReadingAs a stand up comedian whose tours have been named with the campest of puns ‘Some Lycett Hot’ and ‘If Joe Lycett Then You Shoulda Put A Ring On It’, I wasn’t expecting to talk to Joe Lycett, 25, about the human condition. Where Russell Brand on Newsnight was interviewed by Jeremy Paxman and outlined […]
Continue ReadingWhile Beyoncé’s meteoric rise to fame with Destiny’s Child propelled her to stardom, Luisa Omielan, only a year younger than Beyoncé, and her path to sell out shows at Fringe, shows in New York and the Soho theatre has been less direct. Her comedy show ‘What Would Beyonce Do?!’ documents her break ups and depression, […]
Continue ReadingI hadn’t yet been to a comedy show that has ended in a standing ovation. But Bo Burnham has come a long way since he was launched into his career on he back of the YouTube channel he created aged sixteen. The innocence his appearance may suggest is betrayed by the politically incorrect and dark […]
Continue ReadingNot There Yet: the exasperated response that could as easily be the muttered response of a law finalist when asked “how’s it going?” as of the editors of our own publication as our final issue of term nears completion. It is a statement that invokes a sense of disappointment that things are not as they […]
Continue ReadingPub crawls are as nauseatingly laddish as they are prohibitively pricy and staggeringly dull. The only institutions in this fine city worth traversing are its libraries. Here are my finest bookworm burrowing holes: BEST TO HIBERNATE IN Ah, the Gladstone Link: the tunnel of lost hours, where dreams go to die, and where zombie apocalypse […]
Continue ReadingFor one of Oxford’s largest societies, the History Society sometimes seems surprisingly overlooked. A fact that is especially surprising given that one our primary objectives is the liberal distribution of free wine and cheese at every event. Not to mention the termly champagne and chocolates night. Or the cocktail party. I’m sure you can see […]
Continue ReadingSeven-year-old me wanted to be a Disney princess more than anything. I’d watched the classics on my trusty VHS player until all the best bits had gone fuzzy from being rewound too many times. I once tried combing my hair with a fork à la Ariel and even went through a phase of greeting everyone […]
Continue ReadingAs sunshine returns and filters through the windows of the finalists rapidly approaching freedom, and of the freshers who adorably think Prelims constitute anything like their pain, it’s time to think about how to go out of Trinity 2013 in style. Obviously, you need to incorporate booze into the trashing of your friends. But speedy […]
Continue ReadingWhen you write a column about sex, it’s sometimes too easy to get caught up in your own assumptions about sex. I’m female and cisgender (meaning my traditional gender identity matches my biological sex) and I have sex with men. This is not true for everybody. Therefore, this column will be devoted to talking about […]
Continue ReadingFrench food in Oxford is, whilst perhaps not the most prolific cuisine around (as that somewhat dubious honour goes to Italian), still common enough to require evaluation on a sliding scale. Towards the bottom, we have a handful of chains, including the perennially disappointing Brasserie Blanc which, despite bearing the legendary name of the Besançon […]
Continue ReadingThe swords gleam in the bright lights, lined up, blades pointing upwards. I can tell their edges are sharp, glittering crisply in the hard yellow light. The man who stands in front of the blades is shirtless, his brown skin too soft to serve as armor against them. But his companions lay him flat on […]
Continue ReadingLittle Clarendon Street is perhaps the perfect location for a restaurant; not too far from the centre, just on the verge of Jericho, and equidistant from basically every college. However, what this means is that competition is tough, and so a small, unassuming tapas bar like Al-Andalus can easily be overlooked by hungry passers-by. But […]
Continue ReadingHaving a celebratory jägerbomb or two on May Day, fuelling an essay crisis with Hassan’s and Red Bull, indulging in some roast duckling for dinner at my college –these are all things that I had to go without this week. Instead, I took part in a challenge called Live Below the Line. Live Below the […]
Continue ReadingAncient traditions are a part of everyday life at Oxford. We avoid the grass, strutting in our subfusc while painfully aware that we look as ridiculous as we do dashing. Traditions make us stand out, so they are equally exhilarating and embarrassing. It was with this in mind that I followed the red dragon flags […]
Continue ReadingTrinity term has thus far been almost pathetically beautiful. Near-unbroken sunshine has seen Primark raided of its entire stock of knock-off RayBans, £1 sunglasses enough to make people put such trivial things as Bangladeshi workers’ rights out of their minds. As punting, picnicking and prancing around on the lawns abound, the standard Oxford experience at […]
Continue ReadingEncased from the age of eight in a girls’ school, my formative years of sexual education were somewhat warped. Quite apart from lunchtime debates on whether it was technically possible to get pregnant from giving a boy head (answer: yes, but only if you swallow), our PSHE lessons were enough to get anyone wishing for […]
Continue ReadingMy involvement in competitive debating began in my third year at school, to jibes about being a “mass debater”, which simply never got old (or funny). Moving onto the university circuit, things were similarly insular: much like other pastimes, competitive debating has a fairly large and passionate community but one which tends to keep itself […]
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