Monthly Archives: July 2006

Environmental politics Miscellaneous

Car club worked fine

Took a vehicle from the car club to which I’ve belonged for some time out for a spin today, the first time I’ve used it, and although I had a few worries before I began about how the technology would work it all seemed fine and absolutely painless.

You use your membership card to unlock the car, put in your pin number, and off you go. Each time you stop and take the key out of the ignition, it asks you if you want to finish the hire – you keep saying no until you want to say yes.

The car is parked a two-minute walk from my house, and seems to be free considerably more often than it is busy – not sure how the economics of that works out, but it is certainly convenient. Why would you want to own a car?

The purpose was a trip to Coldharbour, near Dorking, in the middle of a forest, a long way from the nearest train station, for a cricket game on the most gorgeous ground set into that forest. It was hot (30C-plus) and dry (the grass actually crackled under-foot), so it almost seemed like I was back in Australia.

After rather too long a personal drought I finally got some runs (28), and helped my team to victory with four balls to spare, so it was a good day. (And if my old games mistress Miss Harris would have considered that I scored far too many of the runs behind the wicket – well you can only do what you can do.)

Politics

Britain in Afghanistan, again: ‘Go, go, go like a soldier’

The news that two more British soldiers have been killed in Afghanistan should be read in the context of this outstanding piece by Christina Lamb in The Sunday Times.

It is gripping war reporting, but she also puts her terrifying experiences in the context of the conflict. And as someone who was once reporting from (more or less), “the other side”, the mujahaddin, she’s well-equipped to comment:

Back in the 19th century thousands of Englishmen split their blood on fields like this and I didn’t want to join them. I thought about John Reid, the former defence secretary, glibly saying he hoped to complete the three-year British mission to Helmand without a shot being fired. If this wasn’t a fourth Anglo-Afghan war, it felt very much like it.

Why were we there? Why had we thought the Afghans wouldn’t fight — they defeated the Russians after all. And why did everyone in Kabul and London keep insisting that nobody in Helmand really wanted to support the Taliban but were being forced to?

Feminism

A must-read interview

Chameleon on Redemption Blues has interviewed Professor Beverley Skeggs, who works at the intersection of feminism and class. There’s a bit of fairly heavy theory at the top, but if that isn’t your thing, do stick with it, for there’s some excellent analysis of British society, e.g.

There is an alliance between social theorists and governments, which is slightly worrying if you think of Clinton and Blair and of the impact of neo-liberalism in this country now. Choice in education? Well, who can choose? Who has the knowledge? Who can move house? All this choice rhetoric is so powerful. I see the power of class working through these different ways in which people put a lot of effort into denying class, the ultimate symbol of the fact that it really does exist. That denial can always be rebutted from so many different directions.

On the ladette phenomenon:

…it’s about the burning out of a very particular sort of Laura Ashley femininity that was no longer appropriate for women who were all going to have to go out and work and who were being taught through Thatcherism, neo-liberalism and individualism that they could be strong.

On the “chav” label:

There’s a woman, Lady Sovereign, who is defined as the chav pop singer. She’s only 16, really good, really clever. She’s like young, white Miss Dynamite with really urban, political songs. She talks about being really hurt by being labelled chav because it was consolidating negative value so that wherever she went, her style of clothing, everybody could read her as having no value. That is the pain: you enter a space and you know you have to prove that you have value without just taking it for granted that people will listen to you, take you seriously and accept you.

There’s also an interesting discussion about the relationship between “different forms” of feminism – can you “do” gay feminism without being gay, etc?

The professor’s current main research interest is, perhaps a little curiously, about reality TV, which she says is all about displaying the “proper emotions” and “respectability”. Not, perhaps, quite what your grandmother meant by “respectability”, but I suppose I see the point.

She’s also done work on understanding the place of hetero women in Manchester’s gay quarter, and I do have to track down “The Toilet Paper”, about the interaction between women in public loos.

Lady of Quality Women's history

A summary of Frances Williams Wynn research

I’ve just posted over on Revise and Dissent a summary of my findings from the research trip to Aberystwyth that looked at the papers of Miss Williams Wynn, my retroblogger.

Having given it a bit of thought, I can’t see that I’m going to have the time in the next decade or two to make her a research priority. She’s an interesting character, and a well-travelled woman: one of the diaries I’ve extracted there talks about her current journey being her 26th! (which I think means to the Continent). I may be wrong, but I don’t think much has been done about this type of “women’s Grand Tour”, which if her example is typical seems to consist of a number of short summer trips, rather than the men’s single, extended version.

But hopefully someone might pick up her story and do more with it – there definitely some good stuff there. As I said there, if anyone is interested please get in touch. I’d be happy to share all the material I’ve got. (About twice as much as I posted.)

Cycling

The way London should be

I’ll be writing more about this elsewhere, but thought I’d put up some pictures from last night’s London Critical Mass – a monthly event during which a whole lot of cyclists happen to all decide to cycle along the same route. About 450 people did that last night, cheered by this week’s court victory declaring it legal, and it was enormous fun.

Cycling to the start at Waterloo Bridge, I was forced on to the very busy Farringdon Road down to Blackfriars Bridge. There is a “cycle path”, one of those very narrow, painted strip on the road, ones, but when, inevitably, a post office van was parked across it, I had to force my way out, through strength of will, into a stream of fast traffic, to get around it.

Then, when I was with all the cyclists, suddenly, blissfully, you didn’t have to worry about rogue motorists. Sure, with that many cyclists on the road a lot of care was needed, but everyone was being friendly, helpful, and totally non-aggressive. This is what London roads could be.

regentst

Regent Street suddenly took on an unusually non-commercial hue.

blockA great message: “I’m not blocking the traffic. I am the traffic.”

scoreThere was a distinctly celebratory mood in the air…

Media Politics

A victim strikes out

You’ll remember the shocking close-up pictures in all the tabloids, and broadsheets, of a schoolgirl whose face had been slashed with a pencil-sharpener, a network of horribly painful-looking stitches. Much ink was expended on a similar web of “what is the world coming to” outrage. But it turns out, the whole story was rather more complicated, and it sounds like the jury made a very humane decision in opting to throw out the more serious charge levelled at the 12-year-old:

During the three-day trial, jurors heard that Shanni [the victim] assaulted the girl the day before the classroom attack, punching her and banging her head against a wall as more than 100 pupils looked on. Nobody came to the girl’s aid.
The jury was told that the defendant was the only Somali girl in her year and had few friends. She lived in Somalia for the first 10 years of her life, without any formal education, and was orphaned when she was young.
Her isolation at school led to bullying – some of it racially motivated – at the hands of her peers. Teachers were aware of this problem and they also knew the girl had learning difficulties.