Having been diagnosed with a plethora of “mental health” issues, a Catherine Almond* argues that perceiving mental health as an “illness” is actively damaging to those most in need.
A Singaporean student shares his experience of coming to the liberal UK and weighs in on the nature of free speech and political acceptability in Oxford.
This guy turned up to an Oxford French Society Cheese and Wine night and smashed out some stellar drunken operatic falsetto. I don’t know about you, but we’re definitely going to be attending French Soc from now on.
Everyone is bloody boring these days. And not in a sit in their rooms and don’t go out kind of way. No, it’s that no one has the courage to do anything interesting any more – we’re all terrified of our reputations.
Found a missing garment in the laundry room? Urgently need a seafood costume for tonight’s bop? Need to promote your obscure event in some dingy venue nobody’s heard of? If so, your JCR’s Facebook group is your best friend.
Please just shut the fuck up.
As far as these things go, it was actually really bloody boring.
I spiced up my twelve months away from Oxford with some cash-fuelled romance and Russian James Bond intrigue, but stopped short of accepting his marriage proposal.
They are still reeling from shit hitting the fan the morning after a wild house party. Or should that be the bath?
Turnout is set to be very low in the election, which ends tomorrow