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Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Me in my last post: “I’m deliberately not talking about politics.” Me now: talks about politics Sorry, guys. I’ve never been to a protest before. I’ve wanted to, but life has always got in the way: first I was too young for my parents to feel able to let me go, and then I developed chronic pain and fatigue and haven’t felt able to because of that. Not to mention the anxiety — since the nearest protests to me are…

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Aftermath

Aftermath

So. It happened. Somehow — despite all our optimistic hopes, despite the polls — Donald Trump was elected the president of the USA. Like most of the world, I’m still reeling; I think it’s going to take a while for the truth to sink in. I didn’t mean to stay up all night and watch the results. I knew it would be stressful, and I have morning lectures on Wednesdays, so despite staying up a little later than planned I…

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Reflections On Referenda

Reflections On Referenda

I’m faced, in the near future, with a couple of referendums (referenda? referendummies? referendoesthisreallyhelp?) in which I’m expected to vote one way or the other: in, or out. One’s the much publicised and globally observed ‘Brexit’ vote about staying in the European Union. The other is the vote on whether Cambridge University should disaffiliate from the National Union of Students, a vote that’s happened at a bunch of other universities across the country in recent weeks. I’m fairly sure of…

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Let’s Bring Down The Government

Let’s Bring Down The Government

I feel very strongly about education. Of course I do. I come from an extremely privileged background when it comes to academics. My grandfather was a professor, my grandmother a teacher; both of my parents have degrees; my dad has a PhD and my mum’s working on an MA; and my mum works in a school. Well, two schools, actually. But whatever. I wasn’t one of those kids who always loved school. I spent my fair share of time complaining…

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In A Blue World

In A Blue World

I interrupted my normal schedule of long rambly blog posts about stories to express my feelings about the UK General Election 2015. I apologise to my international followers, who probably don’t care at all. Well. What a world to wake up to: a country that ignored the suffering of the marginalised over the last five years of Tory leadership, and somehow managed to vote for them again. A country that would give tax breaks to the rich while cutting benefits…

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No Justice, No Peace

No Justice, No Peace

In the summer of this year I was working on a novel about assassins and found myself unable to continue with it, putting it aside because the situation in Ferguson hit a little too close to home, and I couldn’t justify working on that book at that time. I went back to it. I finished the first draft. My NaNo project this year is rewriting it to make it better, but once again, I am faced with a decision about…

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Voting For The Emotional Destruction Of Revision

Voting For The Emotional Destruction Of Revision

This week, many things happened. Mostly I use my blog as a soapbox for whatever argument I want to present, or an exploration of something specific, but today I decided, “Nope. I’m going to talk about my life.” So here I am. Though I warn you, it mentions politics. I know, it’s radical. 1. I voted for the first time. I turned eighteen in January, even if I look far younger, and we had two elections on Thursday: the local…

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Becoming Political

Becoming Political

I spent a long time being vehemently non-political. I did. I didn’t take Government and Politics when I chose my subjects at 14, nor again at 16. I didn’t even take History because the course was focused on 20th-century political history rather than the periods that actually properly interest me. I supposed that it was because politics seemed to be about people, and as far as I could work out, I didn’t like people very much. It took me a…

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