24 February 2006 at 5:21 pm
Last night, I was invited to give a presentation to Oxford Women in Politics (OxWiP for short), a student society who do exactly what they say on the tin. Now that I’m not a PPC, I don’t get so many invitations to speak at events, so it was a really nice opportunity to reflect on what I learned as a candidate and what I’d advise other young women thinking about getting involved in politics, at whatever level. The executive committee were kind enough to take me out to Chiang Mai afterwards, which was unexpected for a student group, and even apologised for me being the only British diner at a table of young American students! As if, with my mania for American politics, I’d turn down the opportunity to discuss the South Dakota decision, the new Supreme Court, the state of the UK and US health services, whether I should go and do a masters degree at UPenn, where American women buy underwear with no M&S and a hundred and one other vital issues over a free dinner with a bunch of expat graduate students! A really fascinating evening.
I’ve been trying recently, in between campaigning for the local elections, doing my job, having a cold and trying to get through the frankly mediocre season 4 of Buffy on DVD, to make it to a few meetings that are about political issues, rather than, as has seemed to be the case in the last year, only getting to meetings about political organising. The strategy seems to be working, as I’ve been to four this month.
Last Saturday, I went back to college to an alumnae event (yes, I know they are normally deathy!) with the two new Somervillian MPs, Nia Griffith and Helen Goodman. They’re both Labour, which is nice, and were joined on the panel by the Somervillian Labour MEP, Mary Honeyball. I thought all three were solid, if uninspiring - they’d given an undertaking not to be party-political, and in consequence it seemed from where I was sitting that their comments were rather muted and colourless, and the discussion didn’t really come alive.
I was asked to speak at another event last week as well, a meeting about pro-choice issues for the Labour club and OUSU women’s campaign. They had titled it something like “Moving beyond a debate on time-limits to a campaign for free publicly-funded abortion on demand”. It wasn’t clear to me why I was invited to speak, so, with the luxury of not having to represent anyone but myself, I was able to talk freely. I’m strongly of the opinion that, whether we want it to or not, a debate about time limits on abortion provision is coming to bite us on the bottom - it’s only as far away as Ann Widdecombe or David Amess winning the private members’ ballot - but I’m not sure that’s what the organisers wanted to hear. I also don’t think they wanted to hear me tell them to stop calling for “abortion on demand”, but to find a more concilatory way to express the concept; or to suggest using the agenda around choice in public services to the benefit of pro-choice campaigning; or to suggest that the pro-choice movement should run a campaign not targeted exclusively at Guardian readers. Oh well.
The week before I attended the Oxford Child Poverty Action Group’s meeting about poverty and educational underachievement, which I meant to write up at the time. The speakers who made the most impression were the head of one of the primary schools on Blackbird Leys, a large estate in the south-east of Oxford, who really nailed the myth that Oxfordshire is entirely made up of affluent middle-class kids with fantastic support from home, and Tim Brighouse, who I believe directs the London Challenge programme, talking about the impact that “butterflies” can have - small ideas that once implemented in schools, have an impact disproportionate to their expense.
Finally, this month, I also went to a speaker meeting with a wholly-unimpressive representative of the International Union of Sex Workers. I should say that, thanks to the nagging from Chris and others and to the spectacle of the GMB winning their first sex worker employment tribunal, I’ve come round to the idea of unionising workers in the broader sex industry. However the speaker seemed to assume that all sex workers, including women prosititutes on the streets, chose to do what they do, were rarely victims of abuse or trafficking and were not selling sex through desperation. She rejected out of hand the government’s proposals around prostitution, and called for outright legalisation and for toleration zones. It was interesting to listen to her, but I was disappointed in the audience, who seemed to be unwilling to pick up on the contradictions of what she was saying - calling at one point for legalisation of prostitution, and then a few minutes later saying that the way that magazines such as Nuts and Zoo depict women feeds into a culture that doesn’t value women’s autonomy.
So that was the month that was, for me anyway. One of the reasons I like living in Oxford is because there are opportunities to go to really interesting events like this pretty regularly, not that I’ve always used them. It just feels good to talk about policies as well as process sometimes.
Update: one of the other interesting things about living in Oxford is the ongoing debate - and increasingly tiresome protests from the antis - about the new Oxford animal research laboratory. Tomorrow, there will be the first ever pro-research demo in Oxford, as I flagged up a few days ago. Unfortunately I can’t be there, as I have a longstanding committment to be somewhere else. I’ll say this for Evan Harris, despite being wrong on many things, he’s sound on this issue.