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Diversity at Men’s Fashion Week

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Diversity is a word that has plagued the fashion industry for a long time. This entails a lack of diversity in models, designers, and even the clothes themselves. To diversify fashion would be to break down societal expectations of what certain ‘types’ of people ought to wear. Yet the world of fashion has often been criticised for endorsing stereotypes and not recognising its role as a vehicle for social change. But this year’s London Fashion Week Men’s saw designers diversify their clothing and models. Unbeknownst to the majority of the public, this event took place in January 2018, and despite major brands such as Burberry no longer showing at event, many young and talented designers showcased their collections, which in many cases, were more diverse than ever.

What could say diversity more than a plus-sized male model wearing a t-shirt with the writing, ‘WE DO BIG SIZES!’? Indeed, this is exactly what Rottingdean Bazaar did, part of the MAN show, a project established by Topman and Fashion East. Likewise, the ultimate fashion model, Naomi Campbell, found herself in cardboard cut-out form, being carried down the runway by a plus-sized male model in an off-the-shoulder t-shirt dress. Other designers also used diverse models, including Wales Bonner, who, herself of mixed heritage, celebrated different backgrounds in her models. Furthermore, Art School, also part of the MAN project, used non-binary models, which raised questions concerning gender specific clothing, making indistinct the line between male and female.

Diversity was not limited to the choice of models, rather, the clothing was also varied. Glaswegian designer Charles Jeffrey presented his LOVERBOY collection, in which he represented his heritage through a tartan suit, worn by a model in a yellow short-haired wig, as well as putting another model in a tartan skirt. Other male models wore dresses and jumpsuits: an evident blurring of gendered clothing.

But what effect will this have, if any? 20 years after David Beckham was slated for wearing a sarong out in public during the World Cup in France, he now claims that the world has changed, and in an interview with The Telegraph, asserted that his masculinity would not be questioned by wearing a sarong. Indeed, The Telegraph quoted him as having made the bold statement that: “Today no-one bats an eyelid if a guy wears a sarong in the street.” Perhaps the diversity that we have seen at London Fashion Week Men’s would suggest that he is right, but would this really extend beyond the fashion world? Would it truly be the case that “no-one bats an eyelid”? Would the world of Twitter remain silent on the matter? This seems hard to believe.

Even at London Fashion Week Men’s, diversity was not a closed matter. The majority of brands did still use ‘typical models’, of usual size, age, and look. For example, a brand relaunched in part by David Beckham, Kent & Curwen, although using models of different races, nonetheless stuck to models of similar build. So brands such as Rottingdean Bazaar should be praised but it would be an exaggeration to say that they are necessarily representative.

Of course, it cannot be denied that clothing in the fashion world and on the catwalks is less gender specific, but will this go into the public domain? The fact that Topman, a mass-market brand, who can reach a large proportion of the general public, is collaborating in the MAN project suggests a positive progression towards diverse clothing in the stores, but this does not appear to be materialising. When online shopping on men’s websites, you cannot look through a vast array of skirts or dresses, indeed to find even one would be a shock. What is more, many styles that are acceptable on the catwalk are mocked in everyday life, for example, handbags are often the source of many jokes about ‘man bags’. A few shops have started endorsing plus-sized models, but even then, they are the minority and many of the models used are not what we would usually class as ‘plus-sized’. A case in point would be the controversy of Calvin Klein’s ‘plus-sized model’ a couple of years ago. Although the brand never called her plus-sized, she was hailed by many as Calvin Klein’s first plus-sized model, provoking the world of social media to react with anger at the use of a size 10/12 model to bring ‘diversity’ into the brand. What is more, many high street shops for plus-sized women start from a size 12, and although this is clearly to widen their consumer market, it still raises the question of what the high street sees as plus-sized.

It will be interesting to see if London Fashion Week in February will follow suit and also celebrate more diverse models and clothing. Yet it is hard to believe that even if it is more diverse, this will materialise in stores. High street fashion seemingly is dictated by the norms of society, and until we have a more open society, contrary to what David Beckham argues, many of the fashions at London Fashion Week Men’s will be reserved solely for the catwalk. Of course, the catwalks do also play they role in dictating what high street fashion stores sell, but they are unlikely to be sufficient on their own. For the fashion on the catwalks to filter down to high street stores, it requires a change in society’s mindset, which can be done in part through high-end designers, but perhaps also other fashion figures, such as bloggers. Still, the steps made towards diversity at London Fashion Week Men’s, in combination with the innovative style presented, can only be praised.

Oxlove to sell stash

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The Facebook crushes page ‘Oxlove’ is preparing to launch a line of merchandise.

The admins of Oxlove, who also administrate the confessions page ‘Oxfess’, are intending to release hoodies and t-shirts in the near future.

“The hoodie will have an Oxlove logo with an optional slogan of ‘send me an Oxlove’” the administrator told Cherwell. “We might run a competition to come up with some nice texts.”

Oxlove and Oxfess are staples of the online Oxford community. They both receive between 150 and 200 submissions per day and have a post reach of between 100,000 and 200,000 views per week.

Oxlove claims this is more than Versa and the Oxford Student combined.

The Administrator, who would like to remain anonymous, was optimistic about sales prospects: “The people we chatted to about this thought it was a great idea. It’d just be great to wear ironically.”

One first year chemist was less enthusiastic about the idea: “It’s unnecessary. And also a waste of resources.

“Oxlove is a trend that’ll soon be forgotten. I wouldn’t buy any.”

A candidate for the Oxford Union Standing Committee, Maxim Parr-Reid, mentioned that he “owns Hassan’s stash” under the manifesto heading of “dedication.”

He told Cherwell: “I’d say in relation to Oxlove stash, that more stash can only be a good thing – spread the love.”

A first year Magdalen student, Nick Brown, who reportedly has 22 oxloves to date, told Cherwell:

“Stash is cool and all that but it only works when it’s good stash – I can never wear my Union stash around college, for example.

“If I were a blue I would wear my stash every day but I’m just not sure Oxlove stash would be worth it, especially since everybody thinks I wrote my own Oxloves.

“It would just be embarrassing to be honest.”

A Corpus Christi fresher, George Taylor, told Cherwell: “The Oxlove stash excites me because it shows my appreciation for an Oxford institution, and connects me to it.

“Knowing which people enjoy the page, evidenced with them wearing the stash, should make it easier for them to connect via the page, which is after all the point of Oxlove.”

Oxlove will join other staple Oxford institutions such as Ahmed’s and Hassan’s Kebab Vans in selling hoodies.

Oxford ranked sixth best in the world in new university rankings

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Oxford has been ranked the sixth best university in the world, and the second in the UK behind Cambridge.

The QS global ranking also placed the University first in the world for Geography, English Language and Literature, Archaeology, Anatomy, and Physiology, and the broader subject area of Arts and Humanities. It also placed Oxford eighth for graduate employability.

The Head of the School of Geography and the Environment, Professor Heather Viles, told

Cherwell: “As Head of School, I am delighted that we have maintained our position as top geography department in the QS global rankings.

“We are a large, vibrant andcaring department with excellent undergraduate and graduate students and incredible, highly supportive staff.

“We work hard to provide the very best teaching and to facilitate world-class research and scholarship.

“We hope that maintaining our position in these rankings will help us to continue to attract the best students and faculty.”

Co-Presidents of the Oxford Archaeology Society told Cherwell: “Archaeology is a fantastic degree to study at Oxford. It’s also highly enjoyable for other students or associated disciplines too.

“For our society, we’ve seen many people come to our lectures and our talks who don’t necessarily study the academic discipline but are interested in what it entails and its importance to present policy issues and research questions.

“On the whole, however, it is no surprise that archaeology at Oxford has been placed at the higher end of the table.

“With dedicated staff, a fantastic institute conducting research and enthusiastic students, the discipline continues to thrive.”

The President of the English Society said: “I’m very pleased to see that Oxford’s English teaching has been ranked number one in the world, and I can see why.

“I think the historic literary culture of Oxford has a lot to dowith the prestige of the University’s English Faculty, but also the sheer quality of academia that has come from (and still continues to come from) this institution is incredibly unique.”

However, some Oxford faculties fared worse in the rankings. Art and Design, formerly ranked eleventh in the world, dropped to thirty-sixth, while Engineering dropped from thirteenth to sixteenth.

A divine display from the Saints as Anne’s dominate the Hassan’s Cup

After agony and ecstasy in equal measure in the knockout rounds, the inaugural Hassan’s Cup came to its conclusion last Friday.

In the women’s competition, the Saints (Anne’s and John’s) faced off against Jesus, whilst the men’s tie saw St. Anne’s take on St. John’s. In the women’s game, despite the ball itself being in terrible condition, both sides set out to play freeflowing football, which made for an entertaining first half: Saints went into the interval a goal to the good.

Yet soon after the restart, the game was level, as Blues centre-half Lucy Harper scored a screamer. Picking the ball up 35 yards from goal, she lifted the ball over the Saints keeper, breaking the back of the net in the process, and squared things up.

Indeed, Harper grew into the game and began bossing things for her side. The head-to-head battle between her and Blues team-mate Claudia Hill looked to define the game.

The winner came deep into the second half, as a tangle of legs in the box led to a Saints forward hitting the deck. Step forward Rebecca North, whose confident penalty beat Emily Barker low to her left-hand side.

This only served to open up an already frenetic, high-energy encounter, with both teams transitioning rapidly from end-to-end. Jesus looked just as likely to get the all-important fourth goal as their opponents, as both sides bombed forwards.

The best chance in the latter stages of the game fell to North, who was released by a excellent ball over the top from Claudia Hill, which almost resulted in an own goal as the ball ricocheted off several Jesus defenders in the box.

Despite missing this chance, North was the match winner. Her goal ultimately proved decisive, and sealed a big win for the Saints.

Earlier, in the men’s competition, St Anne’s produced a gallant performance and a lesson in rear-guard to triumph in the battle of the Saints to seal their first-ever college football trophy.

The Mint Green Army flew out of the traps and were the hungrier side in the early stages, preventing St John’s from settling into their possession-based football. They harried the loose ball with fervour as they looked to press high and counter with pace.

Their endeavour soon paid off as Matt Fanning bagged a crucial goal. A mix-up in the John’s engine room allowed Paugam into acres of open space, cutting in from the left and darting across the outstretched leg of Phil Thumfart.

The ball fizzed away as Paugam went down, and the referee awarded a free-kick 20 yards from goal. Fanning stepped up and belted the ball into the top-right corner emphatically: it was a moment of magic that carried his side to glory.

Anne’s receded into their own half and relinquished possession almost entirely as St John’s began to grow into the game, with captain Ben Briggs igniting the response from the back, and Alex Wilson setting the tone in the midfield.

The restart brought more of the same, and much more of the ball for John’s danger man Kanyinsola Akinwuntan. But still John’s could not break the deadlock, lacking killer incision in the final third, and finding Anne’s bodies all too willingly on the line for attempts from further.

As the final minutes began to die, John’s set-piece whirred into motion for the first time, but somehow two golden opportunities stayed out; the second – a header from just yards out – would be the final kick of the game.

Lady Bird paints a perfect picture of female adolescence

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As the lights came down in the cinema, I suddenly became aware of the spectacular burden I had placed on Lady Bird. To say I was excited to see this film would be a colossal understatement. A female coming-of-age drama, written and directed by Greta Gerwig, who previously helped bring the exquisite Frances Ha to life, Lady Bird has a lot to live up to.

And yet, Lady Bird somehow managed to surpass all of my expectations.

The film follows Christine ‘Lady Bird’ McPherson (Saoirse Ronan) in her senior year of high school. Gerwig weaves individual moments into an all-encompassing tapestry of impeccably written, yet seemingly effortless storytelling. Her ability to capture human emotions is shockingly profound. It is so acutely moving that I’ve been reeling for days, unable to think of enough superlatives to fill this review.

Female coming-of-age dramas are as rare on the page as they are on the screen, and depictions of girls growing up are often romantic comedies, focused on their evolution in the context of teenage boys.

Gerwig, however, makes it clear that the boy Lady Bird loses her virginity to is nothing compared to her best friend, or her parents, for whom her love is everlasting. These are the relationships that define you, not the guy you used to think was cool.

It’s glaringly obvious that Lady Bird is written by a woman, because the women in it are real people, vivid and complex, with their own hopes and aspirations, not reduced to martyrs for male pain.

Lady Bird paints a picture of female adolescence which girls can recognise themselves in. Ambitious yet insecure, considerate yet selfish, Lady Bird embodies the teenage girl’s every contradiction.

But it is not only in its characterisation of the protagonist that Lady Bird flourishes. Every frame drips with compassion; each character it touches reveals some extraordinary or agonizing piece of themselves – the pretentious rich boy whose dad has cancer, or the drama teacher whose son died. Each morsel makes them sparkle, until the whole screen is positively glowing with empathy.

Most importantly, Lady Bird is a love letter to mothers from their daughters, offering an unparalleled, agonizing view of a beautifully complex relationship. Laurie Metcalf’s turn as Lady Bird’s stubborn, devoted mother is masterful. There are moments of dialogue within the film which echo, word-for-word, conversations I have had with my own mother. The friction between them, which can only come from a place of love, is captured so immaculately that it becomes completely mesmerising.

In one of the most touching scenes of the film, Lady Bird is dropped at the airport by her parents as she leaves for college. Her mother, blinded by pride, refuses to get out of the car to say goodbye. As she drives off, she suddenly realises it’s her last chance to tell her daughter how she really feels before Lady Bird is halfway across the country. At that moment, crying uncontrollably, I turned to my mother sitting next to me, whose eyes were also brimming with tears.

The mother-daughter relationship has long been cast aside in film, but Gerwig proves that there is a world of stories waiting to be told, and that female relationships are just as engaging as male ones.

Lady Bird’s final year of school is all about realisation. She finally understands the immense sacrifice her parents have made for her. She sees who truly cares about her in beautiful clarity. Though she spends most of the film bemoaning her hometown’s dullness, it seems just as Christine understands how beautiful Sacramento, really is, she has to leave.

I want to say that Lady Bird’s status as a modern masterpiece is unassailable. Its wide critical acclaim would support such a bold statement. But I wonder if perhaps I am just so overwhelmed by finally seeing my own life experiences and family on screen, in all their brilliance, that I cannot help but fall in love with Lady Bird.

All the class without the cash

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Student dining is so unpredictable. Hall is reliably a cheap option, but the timing isn’t always convenient (why are you always shut when I’m at my hungriest?), and sometimes you just will not want whatever the option is (seriously, why is there only the veggie option left?). Dining out all the time is too expensive for your small student budget, even if it is always the most enticing option (save it for when nothing will assuage your cravings but that big, juicy Byron burger). Cooking may be limited – albeit never an impossibility if you can be creative enough with your resources – if you don’t have a kitchen, or time-consuming and not necessarily what you want to be doing when you’re starving and have an imminent essay deadline (carbs, please).

Now, dinner parties may sound like something totally at odds with student life. Perhaps it’s something you associate more with a smiling bunch of 30-somethings (at youngest), each guest bringing a bottle-of-something, sitting around a candlelit family dining table, tasting the distinguished host’s homemade bruschetta – they got the recipe from a darling restaurant in rural Tuscany. Your student kitchen, shared between far too many people, may not be, ostensibly, the most attractive location for a dinner party. But trust me, it’s not just possible, but it’s actually a really fun and delicious way to unwind with your friends. Depending on how you run it, it may even be less work and significantly less stressful than that time you decided to cook a Christmas dinner in 8th week Michaelmas.

Before even considering food, the drinks and decoration to create the right vibe is important. Décor can be super simple – buying a cheap and plain tablecloth, a small vase of flowers, and some candles (fake, of course, unless you live out – you don’t want to risk destroying your college). Voila – it already looks far more put together (just make sure you don’t destroy your, admittedly low effort, work by leaving out filthy, week-old plates). Drinks can be equally easy. It may be particularly nice to prepare an a drink first.

Aperitif is basically French for preing, right? This can be as simple as serving a shot of gin over ice, and mixing it with lemonade and a dash of flavoured syrup or cordial. If you have the options, serve them in pretty glasses, but realistically you’re probably just going to be using whatever is clean. Beyond this, get everyone to chip in to buy a few bottles of wine to go with your dinner. Feel free to pretend that you understand wine pairings, but obviously just go with the second cheapest bottle of wine you can find (obviously so much classier than getting the cheapest, I know you’ve done this too).

When it comes to the actual meal you have a few options, depending on how much you trust your friends’ cooking abilities. If you’re a control freak in the kitchen (definitely me), and your friends are the type who love food but also seem to eat a disproportionate amount of frozen food, then by all means go all out and make the meal yourself. Although, student budgets being what they are, you may want to have it such that everyone pitches in a bit of cash first and then you buy ingredients based on the budget. There are plenty of things you can make deliciously and cheaply – from a homemade bruschetta or soup starter, to a simple one-tray oven meal from the main, all the way to a dessert that is literally just crushed Maltesers with vanilla ice cream (Jamie Oliver recipe no less, and actually delicious).

Another option, if you have a group of friends happy to pitch in, is a potluck. Make a Facebook thread, and get everyone to add a dish they plan to bring along and have a little buffet – make sure that you have a good mix of sweet and savory options. This is a really easy way to try all your friends’ best dish, and fun way to get an indulgent and varied meal (you’re hardly about to prepare ten different meal constituents yourself are you?).

When you’re in the middle of a bitterly cold Hilary Term, spending some quality time with your friends, getting well-fed and well-boozed, whilst spending an evening forgetting about essay deadlines, may be just what you need.

Oxford overpower Leicester in table tennis semi-final

The Oxford women’s table tennis team booked their place in the final of this year’s Bucs Midlands Conference Cup by seeing off determined opposition in Leicester last Wednesday.

Having received a bye to the quarter-finals by finishing second in their Bucs league, only to be awarded a walkover win against Anglia Ruskin, Oxford went into the semi-finals still waiting for their first taste of table tennis in the tournament.

Despite not having home advantage, the team expected to make a good account of themselves, sending their strongest squad in the form of captain Alison Cheung and second seed Katrin Harter.

Complicated travel arrangements meant that the squad arrived in Leicester an hour earlier than expected, but any suggestion that this would affect them psychologically was quickly put to bed by their early performances.

They started the day with great flair, as Harter dominated her first singles match with a killer forehand smash that proved too strong for her opponent to defend. Harter convincingly won three straight games to hand Oxford a comprehensive 3-0 victory in the match, giving away only seven points in the process.

The first game of Cheung’s first singles match was a more tightly fought affair, although she managed to maintain the edge over her opponent to secure a 12-10 victory.

Her opponent’s topspin serve had initially proved challenging, but Cheung was able to assert her superiority once she came to grips with the move, winning the next two games relatively easily by a margin of 11-8.

This meant that both members of the Oxford squad had won their best-of-three matches in the minimum number of games.

The players then swapped opponents for the next round of singles matches, but this did not impede Oxford’s momentum. Cheung used a backspin serve to get the better of her new opponent in the first game, which was decisively won 11-2.

In the second game, her opponent was well-served by a backhand block against Cheung’s aggressive forehand, making for a much tighter competition.

Ultimately, however, Cheung’s stamina outlasted that of her opponent, and her constant pressure eventually took its toll on her opponent’s defence, leading to another match victory for Oxford.

With three wins from their first three matches, Oxford were already sure of a place in the cup final by the time Harter and her opponent faced off in the final singles match of the day.

Her opponent’s signature topspin serve was too strong for Harter at first, resulting in a rare game loss for Oxford by ten points to twelve. However, coached by her captain, Harter regained her rhythm and made a confident return in the second game, utilising her signature forehand smash to win 11-5.

With one win apiece, the rest of the match was played with a tension that belied its status as a dead rubber, and Harter besieged her opponent’s consistently resolute defence before
eventually winning the match with two further victories to make it 3-1.

This gave Oxford a clean sweep of singles matches, but they were forced to concede their doubles match for fear of missing their train home.

Despite this somewhat anticlimactic ending, the day had produced some exciting and tenacious table tennis, and Oxford had done what they had to do in terms of getting to the final.

The team will be hoping that the momentum carried over from their semi-final, as well as home advantage, will help to deliver them to victory against Derby when the final is played on 7th March.

Not About Heroes review – ‘It is rare to find a student production of such maturity’

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Stephen MacDonald’s heart-wrenching play Not About Heroes requires respect, humility and above all, sensitivity. In no uncertain terms, director Olivia Bradley paid tribute not only to the harrowing play itself but to all soldiers who fall – and who are willing to fall – in the fight for their country and their freedom. Of course, the play itself never glamourizes war nor any form of jingoistic patriotism; rather, the play focuses on the plight of the individual who treads a wholly personal path through a mass slaughter.

Nicole Jashapara’s sparse set only served to prove that simplicity can be incredibly powerful as the audience’s attention was only ever fixed on the actors who interacted incredibly well with just a few, very well-considered props. Most effective of all was the scattering of the letters which permeated throughout the entire play and certainly made me feel as though both Wilfred Owen (Tom Ames) and Siegfried Sassoon (Cameron Spain) were shedding their façade, making themselves vulnerable and laying their tracks for the world to see.

Ames’ quiet, unassuming and uptight Wilfred Owen was the perfect counterbalance to Spain’s much more jovial, sharp, self-assured and witty Siegfried Sassoon and it was clear that the two actors were working in unison as a well-oiled machine. Indeed, both actors responded to each other thoughtfully, carefully and attentively. It must, however, be acknowledged Ames’s portrayal of Wilfred Owen was outstanding and deeply moving; from his very first entrance, he commanded the stage in the most measured, quiet and humble way. For me, the stand-out moment was his delivery of Owen’s “Anthem for Doomed Youth” and I very much doubt that any audience member could have remained unmoved during this stunning portrayal of grief, horror and shame.

One of the greatest difficulties Bradley must have faced as Director, was how to make best use of the BT Studio’s enclosed and intimate space without the performance of her leads becoming static. While I did, at times, find that repetitive movements and blocking slowed the pace of the play during its first half, Bradley made much better use of the ¾ in-the-round space in the second half. For instance, the blocking of Owen’s stroll with the wheelchair-bound Sassoon engaged the audience and drew them closer in to the action, more as voyeurs unintentionally overhearing their discussion than audience members.

Chapman’s innovative use of lighting must also be commended along with White’s incorporation of gunfire and the dropping of shells on the frontlines. Once again, a heavy-handed touch would have overwhelmed the subtlety of the play, but both designers were evidently careful to use their crafts to enhance the play and bring out its delicate emotions in the most sensitive and affecting way possible.

To conclude, this is a poignant play deserving of praise. It is rare to find a student production of such maturity – a maturity which I found particularly impressive and refreshing.

Italy heads to the polls, and towards political despair

It’ll be just before twenty to seven when the sun’s rays start climbing over the Pantheon in Rome on Monday. Early risers will be putting their moka pots on the fire and waiting for the coffee to brew as they tune in to Rai 1, eagerly waiting to find out who has won and who has lost the general election.

According to recent polls, the country is heading towards a hung parliament. The obscure electoral law (only brought in just before these elections) and significant party fragmentation across the spectrum contribute towards a general feeling of inevitability of what is to come: months of long, harmful uncertainty.

Former PM Matteo Renzi has not managed to recover from a tough political blow received following the constitutional referendum at the end of 2016. His Blairite attitude towards traditional party values has forced a split, with left-wing hardliners now supporting a separate party led by the former President of the Senate, Pietro Grasso, who is somewhat similar – in his style and his views – to Jeremy Corbyn.

If the polls are to be believed, a red coalition has absolutely no chance of reaching government. A combination of pretentiousness and undelivered promises in the past five years has taken its toll on the the left, which appears to be slowly and steadily sinking into the swamp of opposition.

Current polling seems to favour the right-wing parties. But these are in just as complicated a state as their left-of-centre counterparts.

It seems unbelievable that the key figure in the campaign has yet again been the infamous, 81-year-old Silvio Berlusconi. Health scares and court rulings have not been able to stop the four-time prime minister from reappearing out of darkness and vigorously propelling his party to an incredible 20 per cent in the polls. The party slogan written on the electoral ballot papers still reads “Berlusconi for PM”, despite a law on tax evasion expressly prohibiting the Cavaliere from actually standing as head of government again.

The party, in what can only really be described as a parody of modern politics, has yet to reveal who the official candidate for the top job is.

Further right, Salvini has succeeded in transforming his ‘Lega’. An openly anti-immigration stance, similar to that of Germany’s AfD, and a set of rather distinctive jumpers have helped him gain popularity, particularly amongst working-class, traditionally left-wing voters. It is indeed a realistic possibility that the country of Michelangelo and Rafael may be run by a man who has said he would not hesitate to “unload migrants on African shores with a packet of peanuts and some ice cream”.

Even further right, Giorgia Meloni leads ‘Brothers of Italy’, a small party whose name should suffice to describe its ideology.

There is, for those who have not yet seen enough, a third concerning and curious alternative: the Five Star Movement. Started by comedian Beppe Grillo, the movement has grown rapidly and may well be Italy’s largest party, although unlikely to be in government due to its anti-alliance attitude.

I have yet to understand what this party stands for. It is a consensus-seeking machine fuelled by frustration towards the traditional political establishment. It has no consistent stance on Europe and no coherent attitude towards immigration. Its candidate for PM, Luigi di Maio, tried to study engineering at university before switching to jurisprudence, and eventually graduating in neither.

After a spell as a steward at SSC Napoli’s stadium, he was elected to Parliament thanks to the movement’s scheme of online voting in primaries with only 189 votes. I have no doubt that this ‘experienced statesman’ is indeed the man that holds the secret to the future prosperity of the nation.

Clearly, troubled times lie ahead for Italy. Regardless of Monday morning’s results, the nation’s chequered political history is set to continue.

Hard-fought loss in Varsity volleyball showdown

This year’s Volleyball Varsity took place on Saturday 24th February. The Women’s Blues were confident going into the fixture, having previously faced Cambridge twice this year and won, beating them 3-1 and 3-0.

Yet at Varsity, Cambridge upped the ante, and the Dark Blues fell to a 3-2 defeat. Oxford’s women struggled to exert the dominance they had over Cambridge in the earlier BUCS league games.

The Dark Blues started strongly, keeping five points clear of Cambridge until the end of the set, when Cambridge closed the gap. After a few solid hits from both teams, Oxford came out on top 25-23. The second set was close, each team fighting for single points, with Cambridge eventually pulling away for a 3-point difference at the end, winning 25-22.

The loss in the second set threw the Dark Blues off, and with a loud Cambridge crowd, a string of good serves and strong blocks from Cambridge, they pulled clear and won by a large margin (11-25).

However, the Dark Blues reset mentally after the third set and came back into the fourth fighting. Libero Alba Piacenti’s digs, energy and fighting spirit reignited the team drive. Setter Macy Cottrell played quick balls in the middle court, which middle blocker Debbie Malden scored.

A string of float serves by opposite Colleen Stebbens bought the team space to fully utilise their attack. Ladan Sadri’s powerful hits and high block, together with the middle blockers Pinar Kolancali and Nicola Trendel, turned Cambridge onto the back foot. Outside Hannah Berwian’s backcourt defence and precision hits managed to overcome the Light Blue block, all enabling Oxford to secure a solid win of 25-19.

The decisive fifth was fought tooth and nail. As this was the deciding set —played to only 15 points— every player from both sides had to give their all.

Oxford’s tenacity paid off and by the time the teams switched courts at the halfway marker, the Dark Blues led 8-6. Eleanor James went in to support the defence in the back court and delivered with a powerful serve.  They continued to pull away and soon led by 12-7.

Cambridge grafted back with a series of strong serves and suddenly the Dark Blues found themselves trailing 12-14. Power hitter Victoria Pelletier was substituted in and pounded home point 13 for Oxford. However, fortune did not favour the Dark Blues, and one error cost them the final point, resulting in a final score of 13-15 to Cambridge, their first Women’s Varsity Volleyball win since 2014.