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Council donates bikes to Oxford homeless charity

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Oxford City Council has announced it will be donating abandoned bikes to charity Broken Spike Bike Co-op, in order to provide homeless citizens with ‘practical skills’ and greater ‘ownership’ of their lives.

The bikes provided by the council will be used by Broken Spoke in partnership with Crisis Skylight Oxford, a charity for homeless and vulnerably housed people around the city.

The charities will provide free Build-a-bike courses, which aim to instruct participants in bicycle-maintenance and repair. Participants will be able to keep the bikes at the end.

As many as 119 abandoned bikes were removed from around Oxford by council officers last year.

Ellie Smith, from Broken Spoke, said, “Not only are we diverting abandoned bikes from the waste stream, we’re also giving Oxford residents an opportunity to learn practical skills and take direct ownership of how they get around.”

The partnership between Oxford City Council and Broken Spoke has been described as “fantastic” by councillor John Tanner, board member of a Cleaner, Greener Oxford. He said, “We work hard to make sure [abandoned] bikes are not causing a hazard or cluttering up our streets, and now we are thrilled to be able to put these unwanted items to even better use to benefit the local community.”

News of the partnership comes as the government announces plans to spend £94 million in England to improve road conditions for cyclists. Oxford is to receive £0.8 million of the cash injection, with the council planning to spend the funds on improving The Plain, one of the city’s busiest roundabouts. The current scheme will reduce the width of the circulatory passageway in an attempt to further improve the safety of the roundabout for cyclists and pedestrians.

Prime Minister David Cameron has voiced his desire to incite a “cycling revolution” after British success at the Olympics, Paralympics and Tour de France, stating, “This government wants to make it easier and safer for people who already cycle as well as encouraging far more people to take it up”.

Professor David Cox, chairman of the cycling charity CTC, added, “We now urge MPs of all parties to speak up for cycling in Parliament in September, calling for the funding needed to transform Britain’s streets into a continental-style Cycletopia.”

Oxford is well-known for its cycling culture, and the City Council is working to improve conditions for all cyclists, hoping that 20% of journeys to work will be made by bike by 2021.

Media coverage of immigration ‘overwhelmingly negative’

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A major study of newspapers by Oxford researchers has found coverage of immigration to be overwhelmingly negative

The study found the word ‘illegal’ was often linked to ‘immigrant’, while ‘asylum seeker’ was usually paired with ‘failed’.

The researchers, from the Migration Observatory at Oxford University, looked at 58,000 articles in every national newspaper in Britain.

They looked at the words most commonly used in the discussion of immigration, with ‘illegal’ the buzz word in both broadsheets and the tabloid press.

Many campaigners have voiced concern over the prejudicial language used across the press.

“The bias in much reporting on immigration isn’t just bad journalism, its undermining Britain’s prospects for economic recovery,” said Atul Hatwal of the Migration Matters Trust, speaking to the Huffington Post.

Immigration is key in cutting Britain’s deficit, he said: “But in a media climate where most of what’s reported is negative, the real debate we need, about how to best harness migration to support economic recovery, is barely heard.”

Similarly, Judith Dennis, of the Refugee Council, said she preferred the term ‘refused’ ahead of ‘failed’ in the case of an asylum seeker.

She also pointed out the problems surrounding the use of the work ‘illegal’, noting that people entering Britain from troubled areas such as Syria often could not gain a visa in advance meaning they arrive in the UK without legal documents. This presents a very different scenario from the general impression given by the phrase ‘illegal immigrant’.

“I think some of it is genuine misunderstanding,” she said. “People do not realise when they are using the term, they might not have thought what the impact of that might be on someone who is described as illegal. It simplifies people’s stories.”

Taking a closer look at the results, the researchers produced a list of top words in tabloids for immigrants, including ‘coming’, ‘stop’, ‘influx’, ‘wave’, ‘housing’ and ‘sham’.

Many of these also featured in the mid-market range, including the Daily Mail and the Express, while the broadsheets’ list included ‘Muslim’, ‘Jewish’ and ‘children’.

The researchers said the language of numbers (for example thousands, millions), and security (suspected terrorists) were common.

Tristan Mora, a student at Exeter College who comes from Michigan, argued that although the research focused on Britain, it reflects an imbalance of coverage found in much of the western world. “Immigration and the immigrant population in the US are negatively represented, with a similar usage of words like ‘illegal’ and ‘failed,’ and I find it ludicrous and insulting.

“While there would be problems with an overflowing ‘illegal’ immigrant population, I have seen no such apocalyptic influx and if anything immigrants should be welcomed with open arms to countries where they seek to improve their standard of living.”

Dr. Scott Blinder, Acting Director of the Migration Observatory at the University of Oxford said: “Immigration is a very prominent issue in British national newspapers, and these media outlets play a major role in the nation’s political dialogue, so it is very important to have a comprehensive picture of this discussion.

“Our data show that illegality, the failure of asylum claims and the size of migrant inflows and populations are clear focal points for newspapers of all types.

“It is extremely difficult to untangle whether media drives public opinion about a subject, or whether it is politics or public opinion that drives media coverage, or some of each.

“But understanding the language newspapers use to describe migrants helps shine a light on how they are playing their role in the complicated relationship between media, politics and public opinion.”

‘Your Kindness Could Kill’ campaign launched in Oxford

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Oxford City Council has announced that it intends to re-launch its anti-begging campaign, ‘Your Kindness Could Kill’, aimed at discouraging students and tourists from giving money to street-beggars in the city centre.

The initiative was first launched back in July 2012, using street art, leaflets and posters to draw attention to the harm potential do-gooders might be inflicting by giving money to the homeless on the streets of Oxford.

Councillors have now confirmed that the campaign will be returning again for 2013, beginning in August and continuing until around Christmas. Stalls with representatives from Your Kindness Could Kill will also be appearing at freshers’ fairs at Oxford Brookes and the University of Oxford.

The campaign itself aims to remind students, tourists and members of the public that the money they give to beggars is often used to buy alcohol or drugs, which only compounds the issue of homelessness and in serious cases can even result in injury and death. Oxford City Council also said that is more helpful for members of the public to give their donations to charities, rather than directly to the homeless.

Councillor Scott Seamons, board member for housing at Oxford City Council said, “Our research has suggested that the campaign was successful in getting its message across to the local permanent resident population of Oxford but wasn’t as noted by students and tourists. In this re-launch we will be looking to specifically target our message at those groups.”

Several high profile charities and public institutions have lent their support to the initiative, including Broadway, Oxford Homeless Pathways and The Big Issue. Joe Batty, Outreach Services Manager for Broadway said, “Begging in and around Oxford is rife, it is built on misplaced goodwill of students and tourists.

“It is Broadway’s opinion that begging fuels serious substance misuse issues and has little to do with homelessness. Begging is not a benign activity, it decimates the lives of those involved, fuels a drug trade and ruins Oxford’s international reputation.”

Begging is a criminal offence in the UK under the provisions of the Vagrancy Act 1824, although actual prosecutions are rare. Since the campaign was originally unveiled last year, Thames Valley Police revealed that 43 people have been arrested for begging and related offences. A spot check performed by Oxford City Council in June of this year also recorded 19 individuals who were begging in the city centre and Cowley Road area.

For students, the issue of homelessness continues to be both emotive and divisive. Danny Johnson, a Keble physicist said, “I think this initiative sounds like a good idea; it’s a very uncomfortable situation when you know you shouldn’t give money but somehow feel like it’s the right thing to do.”

One Hertford third-year, who wished to remain anonymous, said, “I feel ashamed when I see tourists who come to Oxford having to walk past beggars and homeless people on the streets. What sort of impression does this give of our city and our society as a whole? It’s no secret why there are so many beggars in Oxford: they simply follow the money. And until you cut off that cash supply then they’ll simply keep coming back. I applaud the fact that this campaign seeks to go directly to the root of the problem.”

If Colleges Were Songs: A Freshers’ Guide

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However carefully you prepare your wittiest and most engaging conversation for freshers’ week, you will inevitably end up asking and answering the same questions over and over. “What subject do you do? Where are you from? What college are you at? Why is that weird Dutch philosophy student vomiting on my duvet?”

Cherwell can’t tell you how to respond to the unfortunate news that your new neighbour is a socially dysfunctional chemist from Milton Keynes whose interests include playing the bongos, ballroom dancing and risqué balloon modelling. 

However, this musical guide will suggest songs which encapsulate the spirit of some of the Oxford colleges. Perhaps it will help you remember the different characters of Oxford’s constituent parts, and thus make your smoking-area small talk a little less excruciating.

Christ Church: Notorious BIG and Jay-Z- I Love The Dough

Money talks. Mostly, it talks at Christ Church, where the red-trouser brigade congregates to compare wallets and a mutual sense of entitlement. Only the kings of hip-hop can match the formidable bankrolls and braggadocio of ChCh. “Watch is platinum/got jet lag from/flights back and forth, pop corks of the best grapes”.

Balliol: Fats Domino- Whiskey Heaven

Apparently, there is a reputable and academically successful college attached to the Lindsay Bar. This may or may not be the case, but I can confirm that Balliol boasts one of Oxford’s cheapest and most convivial student bars. This honky-tonk standard shouts out Jack Daniels, but with five-pound beer pitchers and the sickly yet lethal Balliol Blue cocktail available alongside cut-price shots, Balliol’s “Crazy Tuesday” happy-hour offers a plethora of ways to get shitfaced.

St. Edmunds’ Hall: Queen- Princes of the Universe

The zenith of Oxford’s lad culture is Teddy Hall, where testosterone flows through corridors decorated with the spoils of rugby, football and rowing victories. This song ticks all the boxes in encapsulating the rugby lad ethos- raw aggression, self-aggrandizement and an air of latent homoeroticism.

Wadham: Yo Majesty- Freaks Come Out

Hippies meet hipsters in the home of student radicalism. Wadham is the home of Oxford’s proudest LGBT contingent, and events such as Queer Bop and Wadstock combine its reputation for social justice with its reputation for throwing some of Oxford’s better parties. This electro Christian lesbian hip-hop joint captures Wadham’s eclectic vibe.

Merton: Alva Noto- U_08_1

If reputation is anything to go by, Merton is an academic pressure-cooker, spewing out first-class degrees after three years of intense and relentless study. The atmosphere of oppressive tension and multilingual mathematics on this track captures some of the intensity. 

Regents’ Park: CSS- Let’s Make Love and Listen to Death from Above

What is unique to Regents’ Park is the unmistakeable and faintly incestuous tension amongst its tiny undergraduate population. This electroclash track now sounds slightly out of date, much like the facilities at the college, but has the same undercurrent of sexual energy.

It should be obvious by now that this playlist is built on cliché, hearsay and utterly unsustainable assertion. However, these three sources will be the bedrock of your essays for the next three years, so get used to it.

 In any case, don’t worry too much about your freshers’ week small talk- no one will remember or care if you can’t tell your Keble from your Kellogg. Instead, look beyond the chart and cheese of freshers’ clubnights to Oxford’s small but thriving live music scene, and let Cherwell Music be your guide through the years of personal, academic and musical discovery to come.

 

 

 

Further spanner in works for Port Meadow development

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The Campaign to Protect Rural England has been granted a hearing to review the decision by Oxford City Council to allow Oxford University to build student accommodation near a Port Meadow beauty spot.

The hearing, set to take place on 23 October, may lead to a judicial review into the council’s decision to allow the Castle Mill development to be built.

This is due to the CPRE’s argument that the council failed to carry out an environmental impact assessment. The development, five-storey blocks that provide 439 accommodation units, is situated by the River Thames, near a Site of Special Scientific Interest and a Scheduled Ancient Monument.

Helen Marshall, director of CPRE Oxfordshire, said, “We are not yet convinced that the planning condition on contamination has been met.

“The mitigation proposals currently suggested by the university are woefully inadequate to counteract the devastating impact of the buildings on Port Meadow and Oxford’s historic skyline.”

She added, “A few trees growing to approximately half the height of the buildings in 15 years’ time will not meet the brief of ‘hiding the buildings in summer and softening their impact in winter.’”

Oxford City Council have said that the CPRE’s challenge is late, however, due to the fact that the flats have already been built. It believes the group’s claims are unfounded.

Despite this, both the council and Oxford University have been under fire from campaign groups such as the CPRE since the start of its development, with an on-line petition against it attracting over 3,000 signatures.

However, a University spokesman has said that, “The University will be making representations at the interim hearing in October on the procedural issues raised by the challenge.

“In the meantime, we intend to finish and occupy the buildings by the start of the next academic year in October as planned.”

Big Issue Blog

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Tucked away in the Northern Quarter of Manchester lies the Big Issue office, where I’ll be doing a week-long journalism placement. It’s not what I’m expecting from a newspaper’s HQ. Having done work experience at the Manchester Evening News I’m familiar with daunting, huge office blocks and bustling newsrooms. This however is a smallish, fairly nondescript building at the end of a road covered in street art with poetry engraved into the paving stones.

I’ve been told to meet the editor at the sales desk, but I’m slightly early (various incidents of getting embarrassingly and completely lost on my way to work placements have taught me to err on the side of caution) so I wait. Vendors are coming in to collect their copies of the magazines for the day. The artwork in the room is striking – a selection of illustrated poems lines the wall, mostly depicting shadowy figures, but one of a dragonfly stands out. It turns out these have been created by sellers; as well as the production of the magazine, the Big Issue runs an outreach programme for homeless people. One poem starts with the words ‘I’m not just a Big Issue seller, I am a storyteller’.

Kevin, the editor, arrives and shows me the editorial office. Again, it is smaller than I’d expected, but it is a good environment for interns and there is work for me to do straight away. The first job is the weekly theatre listings; I am also assigned some book reviews for the arts section. Two years into my degree, the art of forming an opinion based on a skim-read of a book is a skill I have carefully honed, although the format is slightly different. Summarising key points into succinct 50-word blocks is somehow more satisfying than trying to pad out an essay to 2,000 words.

The Big Issue is first and foremost a business, not a charity. Yet this isn’t a form of the unscrupulousness often cynically attributed to the journalism industry post-Leveson Inquiry. Rather, it is the notion that the transaction between the company and the sellers is at the core of the magazine; vendors buy the magazine for £1, sell it for £2, and keep the resulting pound profit. They have to sell a minimum of 40 magazines per week to be allowed a permanent pitch, and follow a strict code of conduct. The magazine is a lifeline for those who are homeless (for a variety of different reasons) and often have difficulty finding employment. The slogan ‘working not begging’ is key – for the sellers, the job gives a boost to their self esteem as well as their income.

The big stories this week are an interview with Joe Dempsie about Game of Thrones and a feature on a man brought up in the midst of crime who has benefitted from a new prison resettlement scheme. There is also a strong northern focus; I hadn’t realised that the Big Issue and the Big Issue in the North are two independent organisations. Whilst it is not a magazine focusing on homelessness, the exception is the one weekly ‘Street Life’ page, and my first news story is a full page piece about a scheme in Liverpool providing a step between hostels and independent living.

Work in the office is fairly relaxed, but I find there is still always something to get on with. Having heard stories of wannabe journos spending placement after placement on the dreaded tasks of photocopying and tea-making before getting that elusive first byline, I’m lucky to be able to write articles right from the start, and try out writing for both the news and arts sections. Far from the stereotype of journalists with their doom and gloom approach towards the whole industry, the Big Issue office has a lively atmosphere; it seems that all the team thoroughly enjoy their work. I wonder how much this has to do with the knowledge that the magazine is helping all kinds of people.

By Thursday, the magazine is taking shape. All the main stories have been written up and I watch as one of the features is laid out. I work on a competition write-up and a synopsis of the magazine to be given to sellers. I also get to research and write a weekly feature summarising the most bizarre news stories of the previous week. Two which make the cut are a man who woke up after a night drinking to find himself confronted by a 10ft python he’d apparently bought while drunk, and a live bomb discovered inside a squid at a fish market in Japan. There is plenty of proofreading to be done and I happily savage typos and stray apostrophes with my red pen. One by one the sections of the magazine are finalised, and Mark, a designer, shows me how they are formatted to send to the printers. It’s especially exciting seeing the pages I’ve worked on in their final incarnation, as well as seeing the preparations for the digital edition. With print media in decline, it’s important for editors to keep up to date with technology, and so a recent development is that some Big Issue vendors sell unique codes to access the magazine as an e-book.

As the week goes on I find myself looking at Manchester more closely, taking note of the Big Issue vendors I pass each day. It’s reassuring to have found a branch of the media that cares more about sending out a positive message than scooping the biggest scandals, and one which gives its interns such a positive insight into the industry.

 

Interview: Hadley Freeman – How to be Awesome

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In a packed room in Blackwell’s bookshop in Oxford, Hadley Freeman is doing what she does so well: roundly condemning the Daily Mail. The tone of her voice is deceptively light and playful as she mercilessly dissects the Mail’s image of the ideal woman. “If the Daily Mail had its way, all women would preferably be twenty-four, married with five children, silent, and dressed from head to toe in Boden. If you deviate from that you are a sad-sack lesbian who is doomed to a life of misery.”

Her talk is going well. Freeman is here to promote her new book, Be Awesome: Modern Life for Modern Ladies, a collection of essays which Guardian reviewer Miranda Sawyer described as a “worthy, funny addition to our new tits-n-wit-lit genre”. The book confronts the many issues a modern woman must contend with today: the toxic misogyny of the media, disappointing portrayals of women in film and books, and why we all think being in a relationship is the only true validation of happiness. 

Coming to Oxford must be a nostalgic experience for Freeman; reading English Literature at St Anne’s, she became editor of Cherwell in her final year. She then went on to work at the fashion desk at The Guardian for eight years, before becoming a full-time columnist and features writer. She has also contributed regularly to US and UK Vogue and so must have first-hand experience of the media’s unhealthy portrayal of women. She tells me she wishes it was term-time: “I always like to see the students around town.”

I’m speaking to Freeman before her talk begins. In the short time we spend chatting, it strikes me how likable she is: her answers to my questions are warm and witty, but she is also sharp and no-nonsense. Nevertheless, Freeman is surprisingly modest about her own achievements, so much so that I wonder if she should reread the chapter in her book about how to avoid what she calls ‘Self-Deprecating Tourettes’. While Freeman doesn’t do herself down unjustly, she is reluctant to admit that her book can be identified with the recently sprung genre of amusing feminist literature that has been spearheaded by the likes of Caitlin Moran (How To Be A Woman) and Tina Fey (Bossy Pants). Such women realised that comedy sometimes has the potential to convey an important point more successfully than the dry academic style that characterised earlier feminist literature such as Betty Friedan’s seminal The Feminine Mystique and Kate Millett’s Sexual Politics. Moran and similar have evolved a style that is as subversive today as Friedan and Millett’s works were to second-wave feminism; the bold, abrasive attitude that characterises such ‘funny feminism’ has become massively popular among young women of this generation.

It seems clear to me that Be Awesome is of this ilk, but Freeman does not view it as a feminist book. She points out that it’s “a bit weird how women just talking about equality and being funny about it are immediately put into some little niche or box. But it’s a box I’m very proud to be in, and a term I’m very happy to use for myself and the women I admire.” It has been suggested by reviewers that Freeman should try her hand at novel writing, but Hadley was disillusioned by fiction when, at twenty-six, she pitched an idea about a novel that ended with the female protagonist quitting her job at the Daily Mail and getting a job at a better paper: “that was a happy ending to me”. Her agent was not of the same mindset. “I remember my agent saying, ‘getting a good job is not a happy ending, Hadley, could there be a boy in the background that she likes?'” She laughs. “I have a nice agent who wouldn’t say that now.”

Freeman has high expectations of what a ‘proper’ feminist book written by her would need to contain. “It would have to include more discussion about the abortion debate, intersectionality and the 1970’s feminist movement in America. I’d definitely do a bit more about the history of feminism which I’m really interested in, whereas this just felt like I was saying things that any vaguely liberal, sensible woman thinks. I didn’t think of it as an actual political movement to complain about the Daily Mail.” But Freeman’s self-effacement cloaks many talents; reading Be Awesome it is clear that, while she might be stating the obvious when she writes about how being single or lonely is not abnormal, Freeman is doing the important job of illuminating how skewed our perceptions are of how we are supposed to appear and behave. I ask her if she thinks women are aware of this – does she see feminism in the twenty-first century progressing?

“I think women today are much more aware of feminism than they were ten years ago, they’re happy to identify with the whole thing, but I do think there’s a whole lot more misogynist crap around.” She sounds exasperated, as she does whenever we come close to the subject of tabloid misogyny and the Daily Mail or The Sun. “I think young women are under a lot more pressure than they were in the nineties, or even in the sixties. There’s more equality, you can’t be fired from your job for being a woman and abortion is still pretty much legal in most western countries, but women are basically portrayed as sexual objects and meat in the media.”

This leads me to ask her about her recent controversial article which justified why it was possible to shave your armpits and be a feminist. In Be Awesome, Freeman rightly condemns the brazilian wax for being for “people who dislike signs of female sexual maturity”. Yet isn’t shaving one’s armpits just a more accepted version of the same societal pressures? She negotiates the contradiction easily: “I do think it’s weird that they have been so normalised, but to accuse someone of not being a feminist because they get a brazilian is so missing the argument. You can have a brazilian and be a feminist, that’s fine, but you have to be aware of why you’re doing it. For me, a brazilian is just about pornography and paedophilia. But that attitude of ‘you have to be a certain way to be a feminist’ is dangerous and really undoes the feminist movement.” 

Freeman cites Nora Ephron, best known for writing romantic comedies like When Harry Met Sally and Sleepless in Seattle as one of ‘the great feminists of all time.’ Her book Crazy Salad: Some Things About Women (1975), was one of the first books that got Freeman into feminism when she was in her mid-twenties. “She would write controversial essays on why she wanted to have bigger breasts, all these things I’m sure a lot of people see as anti-feminist, which is nonsense. She supported herself, she made her own money, she believed in equality. For me, that’s feminism. It’s not about whether you shave under your arms or not, it’s not about whether you wax your vagina or not.”

I suggest that the misogyny of the media is one of the most difficult challenges feminism has had to come up against, but Freeman disagrees. “The real challenge is the abortion debate as well as intersectionality: how different minority groups relate to feminism. Black women, Asian women, Spanish women, they feel that they’ve been excluded and have had different experiences.” She is happy to admit that “feminism is still mainly fronted by middle-class white women like myself”.

As she gets up to leave, I ask Freeman if she enjoyed Oxford. She grimaces. “I did it really badly. I’d been in hospital throughout my teenage years (Freeman suffered from anorexia) and I did my A-levels in a year at a crammer school. I was still basically a kid – so I just threw myself into the work. My memories of Oxford are of me in the Sheldonian obsessively trying to memorise Sir Gawain.” I tell her I will have to do this next year, and her flippancy is heartening: “I would say to all students out there, let yourself have a good time, don’t break your backs and don’t worry about firsts. It doesn’t matter. Honestly, I’ve been out of Oxford fourteen years now, and no one has ever asked me what class of degree I’ve got. You can get a 2:2!” And with that, the interview is over and she is hurried off by the events manager to go and prepare for her talk.

I watch Freeman tell her audience that if her book can stop one person from behaving as ridiculously as she did in her twenties, then that would be a justification for writing it. While it is hard to imagine Hadley Freeman ever being that ridiculous, it would seem that the message she is trying to impart is this: youthful folly is an indispensable step on the way to becoming ‘awesome’.

Interview: Rory Stewart

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“This is what I live and breathe in Cumbria. It’s the most exciting part of it!” Rory Stewart MP is enthusing about localism and his job as a rural Tory backbencher. This is from a man who has been a solider, a diplomat and a Harvard professor, and founded and run a charity in Kabul. Stewart has also written two bestselling books: The Places in Between, about his walk across Afghanistan just after the fall of the Taliban, part of an 18 month, 6,000 mile trek across Asia; and The Prince of the Marshes and Other Occupational Hazards of a Year in Iraq, an account of his stint as an Iraqi provincial governor following the US invasion.

Brad Pitt has even bought the rights to a film of Stewart’s life, rumoured to be starring Orlando Bloom (although Stewart, who is having nothing to do with the script, says things have gone a bit quiet on that front recently. “Perhaps they’re waiting for a twist in the tale, or a Deus Ex Machina moment for their plot,” he says wryly.) So I am a little surprised to hear Stewart gushing about affordable housing and high-speed broadband.

When I press Stewart on how he would answer the people who say that he has taken a demotion to become a local MP he seems unsure, where before his answers were flowing. “I think the other things sound grander because they…” Stewart stumbles a little. “I don’t know why.

“Being a Harvard Professor, for example, which is what I did immediately before this, sounds grand. And a lot of my colleagues at Harvard said, ‘Oh no, don’t whatever you do become a backbencher. It’ll be humiliating.’ But actually this is… I find this much, much more intriguing. I meet a much greater variety of people. I mean my Harvard students are like Oxford students.”

Hesitant Stewart may be, yet I can’t help but believe that he is genuine. That he has decided that, for the moment at least, being an MP really is where he can make the most difference. Instead of taking a seat in the Oxford Union’s Gladstone Room, where we hurriedly conduct the interview at President’s drinks, after Stewart spoke in opposition in the 80th anniversary ‘This House Would Not Fight For Queen and Country’ debate, Stewart perches on the table. The edges of his suit jacket are frayed in places, his dark hair crumpled. Stewart seems at ease with the media (he’s made documentaries too), yet removed from your average, spin-doctored politician.

Asked why he decided to move into politics, Stewart tells me, “In Iraq and Afghanistan I saw what I thought was a fatal gap between politicians, policy-makers, the way they talked about things, and what was actually going on… They would say, ‘Every Afghan is committed to a gender-sensitive, multi-ethnic centralised state based on democracy, human rights and the rule of law.’ And there I was on the ground thinking, ‘I don’t even know how to translate that into language that this man I stayed with would understand.’”

“I became a politician because…” Stewart searches for the right words. “To try and see if it’s possible to bring a little bit of reality, a little bit of complexity, a little bit of knowledge into politics.”

Stewart is a child of the establishment, yet seems to have struggled to find a role within it that he believes is truly worthwhile. Born in Hong Kong to a diplomat father and academic mother, he was raised in Malaysia, and educated at Eton and Balliol, Oxford, where he studied history and PPE. Stewart spent his gap year in the Black Watch regiment, which he thought would be a “heroic life” but found frustrating. Next was the Foreign Office, where Stewart rose to become second secretary in Indonesia within two years, and then served in the Balkans, only to pack it all in to walk across Asia.

The Places in Between is evocative of Afghanistan’s epic, snow-covered peaks and valleys, yet the prose seems disconnected – the only emotional connection that you feel Stewart makes is with a dog who joins his walk through the mountains. “I was alone day in-day out, hour after hour, walking 9-10 hours a day, sleeping in strangers’ houses. And I think it put things in perspective,” Stewart observes.

“When I was at Oxford I very much thought that I was the centre of the universe. But when I was walking, I realised that in every village I stayed in there were men – generally men – who thought that they were the centre of the universe.”

Stewart admits that his writing was “rebelling against what I hate about travel writing, which is the sort of romantic, personal, ‘Isn’t this an amazing ancient civilisation?’” to capture the “lonely, boring, bewildering, frustrating” reality of travel. Why, I want to know, would you choose to spend almost two years of your life subjecting yourself to that?

“I was spending a lot of time in embassies in cities, and therefore very much talking to elites in urban areas,” Stewart says frankly. “What was defining the future of these countries was what was actually happening in the rural areas.” A strange mix of pragmatism and idealism seems to have motivated Stewart to both withdraw from politics and return to it.

Whilst Stewart waxes lyrical about the experience of an elected representative, he is passionate about the dangers of Western military intervention, and there is more than a hint of frustration. Stewart had argued the case for a just war during the night’s debate, so I ask him: What makes for a successful intervention?

“I think the core of it is humility. It begins with the West understanding its knowledge is limited, its power is limited, its legitimacy is limited. That we go into a situation which is intrinsically chaotic, unpredictable and uncertain.” Stewart hammers on the table to emphasise his point, “But when things go wrong, we go and get out!” He likens intervention to mountain rescue – you wouldn’t keep going in a blizzard.

On Afghanistan Stewart is bleakly pragmatic. “We’ve been there ten years. If we haven’t achieved things by now, then we’re probably not going to achieve them.” We are also far too late to intervene in Syria, and certainly can’t bring order to the “ungoverned space in Mali”.

Rory Stewart for Foreign Minister, perhaps? I press him on whether he has higher political ambitions and he, unsurprisingly, puts in “lots of qualifications”, including luck and a 10- 20 year time frame. However, Stewart’s idealism seems to have turned inwards towards Britain. He speaks enthusiastically but vaguely about localised democracy, reforming Parliament and getting people excited about politics, whilst admitting that he could not effect such apparently ambitious change from the backbenches. Will Stewart be frustrated again? Maybe this time, only time will tell.

Review: Inferno

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★★★★☆
Four Stars

Robert Langdon is in trouble. No surprises there, then. Contacted by an envoy of a powerful institution, Langdon is summoned across the Atlantic for the expertise that only the Harvard Professor can offer. Sound familiar?

But this review isn’t for The Da Vinci Code or Angels and Demons, or even The Lost Symbol; welcome to Dan Brown’s latest example of recycling, Inferno. And to give credit where credit’s due, Brown has added a new dimension to the tried and tested formula; this time Langdon has amnesia.

Waking up in a hospital bed, the tweed-suited professor embarks on an extended chase around Florence, fleeing his spiky-haired assassin while deciphering Dante-inspired clues. As always, Langdon is not alone in his quest; by his side is Dr Sienna Brooks, defined by her enormous IQ of 208. Throughout the course of the novel, Langdon takes great lengths to teach the genius everything she doesn’t already know, including universally known particulars like the plague-doctor mask. The mask itself is donned by an antagonist who calls himself The Shade, Bertrand Zobrist, a ‘lunatic genius’ who believes overpopulation will cause a Malthusian-esque disaster. It is Zobrist’s creation that Langdon must destroy, a plague designed to ‘thin the human herd’.

Much has been said on the proficiency of Brown’s writing style. Personally I’ve always wanted to go to Florence, and finding a book that resourcefully performs as both novel and Lonely Planet guide makes purchasing the latter redundant. Informative chunks of description capture both the history and geography of the city mid-action sequence. ‘Today the vendors are mostly goldsmiths and jewellers, but that has not always been the case,’ we learn of the bridge into the old city, during Langdon’s escape from the surveillance drone. ‘The bridge,’ Brown continues to preach, ‘had been home to Florence’s vast, open-air meat market, but the butchers were banished in 1593’.

And it’s not just Brown’s ability to have his characters admire the architecture while running for their lives that is slightly jarring. His insistence on mixing metaphor is also a frequent stylistic flaw: ‘a searing bolt of pain travelled directly to Langdon’s head.’ This, coupled with five or six adjectives or adverbs when one would do just fine is, quite frankly, exhausting. The sentence: ‘a powerfully built woman effortlessly unstraddled her BMW motorcycle and advanced with the intensity of a panther stalking its prey’ contains enough description to warrant a post-sentence nap.

Familiar readers of the Robert Langdon series won’t be disappointed with Inferno. It contains all the hyperbolic, predictable action that characterises Brown’s previous three novels – but for readers looking for an easy holiday read, this is not necessarily a bad thing. If you can bring yourself to wade through the mass of description, what remains is a genuinely entertaining read with a moral ambiguity unseen in Brown’s earlier works. We are left questioning the identity of the novels’ real antagonist, a role that circulates between most of the characters. Except Robert Langdon, of course.

Inferno is published by Bantam Press. Copies are available for £20 here.

Review: Swim Deep – Where The Heaven Are We

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Two Stars

It feels like Swim Deep have been around forever. The indie kids have been enjoying the impressive opening four singles ‘The Sea’, ‘King City’, ‘She Changes the Weather’ and ‘Honey’ for so long that “Don’t just dream in your sleep/It’s just lazy” is nearing mantra status. Finally the hotly-tipped Birmingham band have released their debut album, but it doesn’t really manage to deliver on its promise.

Building beautifully with an understated intro, the album quickly gets underway with ‘Francisco’, the first track the band ever recorded, sitting appropriately at the start. Cemented hits ‘King City’ and ‘Honey’ are as brilliant exhibitions of summery indie pop cheer as they’ve ever been and are guaranteed to put a smile on your face no matter how many shirt buttons you do up.

However, it was always going to be a big ask for Where The Heaven Are We to live up to the potential found in Swim Deep’s first few singles. Predictably, apart from album opener ‘Francisco’, we feel for much of the album like we’re waiting for the next song we recognize. The slightly aimless, vague sound begins to drag on ‘Colour Your Ways’ and ‘Make My Sun Shine’ as we wait for the unforgettable ‘The Sea’.

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This same phenomenon is to be found as the album draws to a close; ‘She Changes the Weather’ brings the album to a satisfying finish, but one cannot escape the feeling that the band have spread out their strong tracks throughout the album in order to hide the fact that there is rather too much filler.

Fellow B-town indie heroes Peace released their own debut earlier this year, and produced some stunning album tracks by venturing into more mainstream sounds on new single ‘Lovesick’ and indulging their psychedelic tendencies on the brilliant ‘California Daze’. Swim Deep have no such outlets, and their work suffers from a lack of variation. ‘Soul Trippin’ is a particularly condemnable track, sacrificing any decent musicality for confused and contrived philosophy about nothing in particular, and reflects what appears to be the basic problem with the album. Swim Deep have run out of ideas.

Track to Download: Honey