News From The Dark Blues
ISAAC DELESTRE’s fellow Oxfordians have got hammered with champers and mauled by hacksaws in another eventful week…
David Cameron got up to a lot of shit amongst the Dreaming Spires. But despite my daily prayers to the gods of tabloid journalism, it wasn’t the reminiscences of some vomit-stained, coke-addled Bullingdon boy that caused minor embarrassment to the PM this week.
Oxford’s favourite inebriated Rasta restaurateur, the bearer of the somewhat unlikely name of Hugh Anderson, has been convicted of assaulting a customer in the early hours of the morning. According to one witness Anderson battered the man to the floor using a hacksaw.
But what, I hear your lyrical Cantabrigian tones inquire, has all this to do with our dear PM? Well, apparently, Anderson’s Hi-Lo restaurant was a favourite haunt of Cameron and his Bullingdon chums. And, according to Anderson, he and the PM are still in touch; occasionally meeting up for a cheeky Camberwell Carrot, no doubt. (Although, obviously, Dave never inhales.)
Back in the primordial slime of political evolution, Oxford’s political gimp factory has been busy at work in churning out the next generation of self-satisfied chinless politicos; just in time for the pending local elections.
Three students; Robin McGhee (Lib Dem), Alex Harvey (Lab) and Sam Hollick (Green) all have their egos fixed on the Central Oxford council seat. After having seen The Hunger Games this week I can’t help thinking that there are more entertaining ways this battle of self-importance could be resolved…
On the other side of the eel tub, the reckless libertines of Wadham College, frequenting the opium dens of the Big Apple on the annual Sarah Laurence exchange program, found themselves invited to the Manhattan lair of banker and international super-villain Nat Rothschild.
Although the former Wadhamite and Bullingdon-boy wasn’t actually there, his champagne certainly was. It wasn’t long before the ex-speaker of the Canadian House of Commons was leading the room in a rousing chorus of “There once was a warden of Wadham.”
In other news, our Brooksian cousins have been desperately trying to stoke up the burnt out ashes of student radicalism with their very own ‘Occupy’ movement. Much of the city and indeed most of the infrastructure of Western capitalism has been thrown into chaos by what one bystander described as “almost ten students on a good day”.
All together now: Come comrades, come rally…