January 6, 2014

Bank Robber — The Clash

January 6, 2014
Oxford Calling

It’s that time of the year when people make changes. I can’t think of any other changes to make so I’m going to start blogging on Tumblr again. The last year and a half of Oxford has changed me immensely: I’m now shortsighted, fringe-less, and frequently to be heard unironically using the words “discursively constituted self-regulating subject” in everyday conversations. It’s changed me in less imaginable ways too: I live on a houseboat with a bisexual woman. VICE articles have been written about my exploits at Oxford, so I need not detail them here and now. But in lots of other ways, things have, of course, remained rather the same: I’m still single, the Tories are still in power, and, well, you’re all still fabulous. 

January 5, 2014
Well, a year and a half on things look rather different…

Well, a year and a half on things look rather different…

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October 10, 2012
Farewell

Okay, so it seems like I’m not going to have enough time to post on here anymore — and in any case, I feel like I’ve rather lost the drive to do so. I suspect this is the end of my posting on here, but I’ll probably leave the blog up for the sake of posterity.

It’s been fun and I’ve learned a fair amount on here, but now I have new and bigger sources of learning. Goodnight, and good luck! 

Euan xxx

September 29, 2012
Oxford Calling

So, all my stuff is packed up, I’ve said goodbye to most of the people who are still in London, and I’m slowly coming to the realisation that not only am I really leaving home, leaving London, but that I’m going to Oxford university.

Well, hopefully I am, because our car won’t start. Come on BMW, what kind of timing do you call this?

September 27, 2012
I’m sorry I haven’t been posting very much these past few days, but I’m now on the home stretch of getting ready to leave for Oxford, and the actual packing has started.
(Yes, those are playboy bunny ears…)

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting very much these past few days, but I’m now on the home stretch of getting ready to leave for Oxford, and the actual packing has started.

(Yes, those are playboy bunny ears…)

September 23, 2012
"We are living here and now, not in some imaginary universe. And here and now there are tyrannical organisations – big corporations. They are the closest thing to a totalitarian institution. They are, to all intents and purposes, quite unaccountable to the general public or society as a whole. They behave like predators, preying on other smaller companies. People have only one means of defending themselves and that is the state. Nor is it a very effective shield because it is often closely linked to the predators. But there is a far from negligible difference. General Electric is accountable to no one, whereas the state must occasionally explain its actions to the public."

— Noam Chomsky (via taintedsound)

(Source: mondediplo.com, via pieceinthepuzzlehumanity-deacti)

September 22, 2012
Andrew Mitchell

Andrew Mitchell, the newly installed Chief Whip allegedly called one of the police officers at Downing Street a “fucking pleb”. Personally, I think we should be grateful for his bracing honesty; at least he has the balls to say what he and his public schooled cabinet minister friends actually think of the rest of us. I’d just like to add that if I was to call a police officer a “fucking pleb” I would find myself sitting in Westminster police station, without a shadow of a doubt. They should’ve nicked the silly bastard.

September 21, 2012

thoughtsfrombeyondthecuckoosnest:

I wish John Oliver could be on Community more, but at least he’s doing wonderful things.

September 21, 2012
OUSU and modesty

Now, I’m sure there are lots of things that I’m going to learn at Oxford university over the next three years, hopefully mostly about history, and probably about the astonishing amount of essentially toxic stuff I can put in my body in the course of a single night, but apparently the one thing I will not be learning is modesty. The first sentence of the Oxford University Student Union’s Freshers’ Guide was:

Congratulations! You’re now a student at one of the greatest universities in the entire world, and in all human history. 

No need to blow your own trumpets, guys…

I also (finally) learnt how to tie a bow tie last night, and though I didn’t take pictures, I can’t pretend I didn’t spend half the evening wearing my tux shirt and tying and retying my bow tie…