‘April is the cruellest month’, begins a rather well-known Modernist poem which I won’t bother to recite to you now. Certainly from where I’m sat, it doesn’t quite feel like spring yet. 433 more words
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By Nathan Salt
As I am down in London anyway for a work placement – currently at FourFourTwo magazine as I file this from my hotel room – it was convenient that one of the most powerful and influential newspaper editors in the country was a panellist at a talk organised by City University on Monday evening; it was open to the public and thus I signed myself up. 573 more words
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Men who have been taught to believe by pop culture, advertising and beyond that women’s bodies are there for them. And if they have to see a woman that is anything other than thin, hairless and ready for sex – well, bring out the smelling salts.