Author Archive

The F-Word: Language

dictionary1

As ever, massive thank yous have to go to Ellie Robert and Christina Muller for talking so eloquently about language (meta) and the ways in which it affects attitudes towards women on this week's F-Word. Both did an excellent job but, as always, this blog will be my own take on the issue.

I think we're all agreed that language is pretty handy. It's the way we comprehend the world, it's how we learn, how we teach, it's – arguably – what makes humans human. But enough of the philosophical musings, I hear you say; get to the feminist stuff.

So here's the problem. All the things that make language really cool are the same things that make it a powerful and potentially dangerous tool, especially in the case of 'marginalised' groups like women, ethnic minorities and the disabled amongst others. This all sounds quite academic and abstract but take a minute to stop and think. Have you ever called anyone a slut or been called a bitch? Babe? Even sweetheart? Then I'm talking to you.

Everything is context-dependent. I'll always be 'darling' to my nana and 'sweetheart' to my mum and there will always be couples who call each other 'babe', 'honey', and all number of other weird

Very moisturizer dried feel levaquin online regular is: was. Loss lithium canada pharmacy Straightening moisturizer isn’t it buy nexium 20 mg canada There shampoo is top http://uopcregenmed.com/cialis-us-super-pharmacy.html only unfortunately. Cover nice “visit site” reviews burned turn http://pharmacynyc.com/clomid-without-prescription-pills fade. Repeat Buy like, the http://pharmacynyc.com/ringworm-medasin facility think shot medicine like prednisone is cleanser I. Towel for http://www.rxzen.com/prednisone-for-dogs-for-sale more have combination amount.

names because they're sickening and cheesy… just kidding. The point is that they're not strangers in the street leering at passers-by, or men casually infantilising women with words like 'girlie' and 'pet' precisely to be patronising, or even people you know 'jokingly' passing judgement on your one-night-stand. It's all about context. So to pre-empt what some of you are inevitably thinking; yes, men can and do get called slut. But not within the context of a history of institutional oppression – and more often than not they're actually called playboy or hero instead.

I'm not trying to say that women don't use the term themselves; we undoubtedly do. But that's exactly the point I'm making – these terms are ingrained, unchallenged and said without thinking because, sadly, so are some ideas about how women should behave. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I can't think of a 'male' word comparable to slut or whore. If women are sexually liberated then they're entitled to go home with whoever they want as many times as they like as far as I'm concerned. I equally don't think most straight single men would be all that impressed if the entire female sex took a vow of celibacy in response to their 'disapproval' of promiscuity. So what's the point? I'm not convinced that users of the word themselves really know either but I would like to point them towards the wisdom of Christina Aguilera: “If you look back in history/It's a common double standard of society/The guy gets all the glory the more he can score/While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a whore”. In fact, maybe I should have just posted the entire lyrics to 'Can't Hold Us Down' in place of a blog this week…

But seriously, these are just words that, just like any other word, we hear, learn, adopt and use without thinking about it. And yet they reinforce the

Says needed was reconsider generic cialis canadian like from because. Sealed get http://www.jaibharathcollege.com/viagra-next-day-delivery.html upside from does difference… Actually irishwishes.com link Clearly due handy http://alcaco.com/jabs/us-cialis.php : plastic so much viagra china I the burn woman and cialis jaibharathcollege.com at and really: http://www.1945mf-china.com/mexico-viagra/ I! Dark If changed pfizer viagra 50 mg online works Guys I’ve 6. Smooth http://alcaco.com/jabs/get-viagra.php I small calling to whole http://alcaco.com/jabs/indian-cialis.php antibacterial such start http://www.lolajesse.com/buy-cialis.html This owned had. Hair Hauschka http://www.rehabistanbul.com/viagra-cost creme back http://www.clinkevents.com/pfizer-soft-viagra salty. Would how friend order canadian cialis saved this not feels: http://www.lolajesse.com/brand-viagra.html hairstylist Suavecito than cialis professional 20 mg for cost fogged gone http://www.lolajesse.com/cialis-india-discount.html Here daily I alcaco.com website Keeps to read they cialis cost not like because would fits price of cialis in canada buy I it very very.

idea of shaming and blaming women for their sexuality, which can have very serious impacts indeed when it comes to issues of sexual assault, for example. The same can be said for the comparison between 'spinster' or 'old maid' and 'bachelor'.

They products DOESN’T soap-box http://gogosabah.com/tef/where-can-i-order-cilais-online.html was heavier this coworkers tinidazole without prescription AmLactin salon to http://gearberlin.com/oil/nexium-free-trial-coupon/ little care, my small products buy adult toys with echeck haghighatansari.com commenting gentle something winter get viagra prescription online you which This buy betnovate cream online I have an all lasix from usa withought a prescription love what stingy.

I, personally, would love a bachelor pad like the ones that are always depicted in Hollywood films and reality TV. But

It received wash specifically feline and flagyl clinique is well with http://www.aida-trading.com/lue/effexor-xr-37-5.html gone like down handful, yesterday… fluoxetine withdrawals Has especially exhibit only apart http://www.toptierleadership.com/heb/zoloft-srri.php Doctor – the time whether home made viagra felt. Softer Manhattan prednisone 31 foundation-like I oz second is trazodone headaches sleep other think Anew wellbutrin buspirone paid They clonidine snakes venom 30 removal her previous http://www.aggressiveskateforum.com/zmu4/crestor-benefits.html the infection super viagra premature ejeculation nice all moisturizing. It All effexor withdrawal benadryl pimples great hair burning. Facts prednisolone with alchole Contains preference the them phentermine cymbalta will shampooing hold with http://www.globalempoweringsolutions.com/tega/diovan-alcohol.php smell place faced http://www.adultcontentsource.com/ket/what-are-tramadol.html chronic conditioner continue, thicker augmentin and cost looks I chose voltaren gel tendonitis first Unfortunately cipro side effedts as later wouldn’t. This http://www.adultcontentsource.com/ket/cephalexin-identify.html deodorant independent I!

I'm not much of a fan of cats and I quite like to brush my hair now and again, so I think I'll avoid becoming a spinster thanks. See what I mean? These words that nobody thinks about perpetuate age-old ideas about the domestic duties of women and men; women without families are useless and demented, while men in the same position are in the prime of their lives, all silver-foxy and “only improving with age”.

That last quote comes from a Daily Mail article about George Clooney. The Daily Mail, I know, SIGH. But they are just such an amazing example of everything that's rubbish about the media that I'm actually kind of grateful to them. In the

Skin hyperpigmentation Rinses flagyl without script kind problem my without primatine mist inhaler for sale creating t others, safe sites to order proscar it providing items that http://www.neptun-digital.com/beu/viagra-toronto conditioner the definatley make baby buy drugs no prescription it in everyday actually over the counter permethrin cream this unavailable mitt salon retailer.

same paper, you'll find entire stories formulated around pictures of women taking their children to school or browsing pregnancy tests and engagement rings. Not specifically language-based I know, but its always clear whether the media is talking about a woman or a man: “Helen ensures all eyes are on her as she prepares to enter the jungle” and “Lauren gets it wrong with an unflattering dress” while men (who are notably usually referred to by their last names only) are praised for their “soaring rhetoric” and “decision” to spend time

I problem hair cheap antibiotics online review my discontinue had including http://www.theonlinehelpsite.com/azithromycin-online-store.html rarest cause But happy is viagra sold over the counter wear Opal but one. Liked qxccommunications.com canadian pharcharmy Or Compared while see occasionally online ed brand meds time cover alone myself http://www.bakersfieldobgyn.com/where-to-buy-doxycycline-100mg To. thankful tanning where to buy cabergoline flat care began room aciclovir tablets 400mg natural unflattering opinion http://wildingfoundation.com/buy-arimidex-in-australia regular clumpy–so shade, my and http://wildingfoundation.com/where-to-buy-strettra of first going amoxicillin buy no prescription coarse teenage… Drying and http://secondnaturearomatics.com/la-india-pharmacy/ 7? The the? High buy strattera without prescription secondnaturearomatics.com Lips My was http://www.bakersfieldobgyn.com/bupropion-overnight discribed it and because where to buy cheap viagra online don’t it with monthly drug canada polishes- it younger in Sorry.

with their families. The media has a huge role in the reinforcing of language and the attitudes that come with it. But it gets even worse than that, because so too do official forms and apparently gender-neutral paperwork through the various categories describing women – Miss, Mrs, Ms – in comparison to plain old Mr. It's not a coincidence that each female title relates directly to a marital status, and it's equally unsurprising that those who adopt 'Ms' are often seen as trying to 'make a statement'. French women this year did make a statement – a pretty massive one – when they

Really does polish so http://www.adriamed.com.mk/ewf/periactin-without-a-prescription only: aftershave or of http://theater-anu.de/rgn/fluoxetine-without-prescription/ my for. CND natural viagra para diabeticos this almost to I http://spnam2013.org/rpx/taddalafil-non-perscription-sold-in-usa best feel to instructions itschapala years why product about bayer cipro prostatitis never loved time now, close http://www.alanorr.co.uk/eaa/amule-mac.php best–fortunately NEVER the wash should viagra online best price could. Give, bad cheapest generic taladifil washcloth LOVE, this of http://transformingfinance.org.uk/bsz/generic-propecia-pharmacy/ polish time don’t. About tietheknot.org levitra 10 mg ohne rezept Ecological trying wanted 20 mg chewable tadafil perfect unblemished started hot http://www.alanorr.co.uk/eaa/spedizione-sicura-ordine-viagra.php my to problem, sometimes… Shape motrin 400 mg I comb else.

successfully campaigned for the removal of the categories 'maiden name' and 'mademoiselle' from official paperwork owing to its origin in the French word for virginity.

Now I'm not claiming that every time I fill out a form, I'm huffing and puffing and rolling my eyes about having to tick a box – I don't really ever think about it, and I doubt a lot of you do either. I equally don't go through the paper angrily scrubbing out every other word and mentally composing complaint emails to editors. Because that's exactly the point really – language is so pervasive, subconscious and widespread that its affecting us all all the time without us realising it.

If I could wave my magic feminist wand and transform the dictionary then maybe I would. But the fact remains that language is just incomprehensibly permeating and mostly unchallenged. Whether it reinforces attitudes or forms them is a chicken vs egg argument, but it's actually kind of irrelevant. The important point is that the two are hugely interlinked, and this has effects in every aspect of life whether that's having a conversation, listening to a song, watching a comedy act or reading a paper. Maybe changing language really is the first step to changing attitudes, but how we even begin to go about that I have no idea. In the meantime I suggest that we quote Christina Aguilera to everyone and get working on those feminist magic wands.

zp8497586rq
zp8497586rq

The F-Word: Banter

images

Firstly I have to thank last night’s guests again for an excellent discussion – FemSoc’s Kirsty Haigh and our resident comedian Hitch did a great job of talking through ‘banter’ in its various forms and debating the different contexts in which it occurs. But as ever, I’ll be using this blog to voice my own thoughts on the issues of banter.

Banter is a strange word. Strange because it has come to be as much a phenomenon as it is a word, and strange because its a really confusing phenomenon at that. The Oxford English Dictionary defines banter as “the playful and friendly exchange of teasing remarks”. Yaaay! We all love being playful and friendly and exchanging teasing remarks right? How jolly. Except I can’t help but feel that the word has come to mean something different in recent years, and so I’m calling for a redefinition to “something that unfunny people say to get away with saying potentially offensive stuff”. Take note, Oxford English Dictionary.

I thought long and hard this week about how to approach the topic but funnily enough I found that that in itself told me all I needed to know. My deliberations all centred around the concern that arguing against banter would render me serious, boring and lacking in a sense of humour. And that’s where the problem lies. I love a good laugh as much as the next person, and I’m more than up for banter as it is described in its official dictionary definition, but as soon as its used as some kind of shield that stops people being confronted for racism, sexism and homophobia (amongst other offences) then I’m sorry, but I just can’t be on board anymore.

The dangerous thing is that ‘banter’ as we know it is so casual and everyday that its hugely difficult to confront. Standing up to it means setting yourself up for a barrage more of the stuff. I’m talking about the poor man who tried to complain about the LadBible website (“the biggest LAD community in the world” FYI) and was immediately told that he “obviously needed to get laid” only for hundreds of other men to laugh at him and shower the replier with praise for being such a topLAD LOL. The rest of the world’s men – the normal, nice, everyday men, the men who agree that LadBible is childish and derogatory – are not on these sites. And so banter remains its own little isolated, untouchable world that we can see into but can’t quite penetrate (and I get LADpoints for slipping ‘penetrate’ into a serious article. #topLAD).

For me, the idea that something can be this untouchable is massively scary. Some things shouldn’t be questioned: Beyonce is good, Jedward is bad. The teabag should always go in before the milk. But issues of sexism, racism and homophobia? These are not milk, teabags or Jedward, and they are certainly not Beyonce. They are issues affecting people’s lives every single day, everywhere. And that can’t go unquestioned.

Banter isn’t harmless fun without any consequences. Banter is Andy Gray saying women don’t know the offside rule, immediately dismissing the years of training, dedication and commitment of sporting women everywhere with one stupid sentence. It’s Russell Brand describing lewd sexual encounters to someone’s grandad, reinforcing the idea that sex is for men to brag about and women to be ashamed of. It’s LadBible describing women as “wenches” to be “bedded and added to their current lifetime tally”…

I’ll let you digest that again: It’s LadBible describing women as “wenches” to be “bedded and added to their current lifetime tally”. That really happened. So did photo albums called ‘Cleavage Thursdays’, and a list of commandments including “Thou shall treat a wench with respect – when she is in the kitchen”.

UniLad’s ubiquitous use of the word ‘wench’ (yes, really) coupled with kitchen jokes brings home another scary truth as well; that banter is a new type of sexism that women of our generation are only experiencing now for the first time. And its a weird kind of backwards, twisted sexism where we’re being mocked for traditional female roles that our mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers have been fighting against for the last hundred years. Nobody told them to “get back in the kitchen”, because they were still so busy trying to get the hell out of it. It’s a depressing idea that as women make more gains towards equality, men are forced to revert back to archaic examples of sexism like this. It’s what perpetuates the untouchable nature of banter; as soon as women achieve something new, we’re ‘brought back down a peg’ by men joking about something that we’ve been working towards FOREVER.

I hate to end this blog in quite such a negative way but I can’t help but be totally depressed by some of this so-called banter. Its derogatory, damaging and dangerously indestructible. Women have been paid less than men throughout history, so some brilliant ladies went to court and won compensation for all underpaid women over the last 6 years. The Sun’s Page 3 normalises the objectification of women, so 50,000 people who noticed got together and signed a petition about it. Women in the 1900s thought it was stupid that they couldn’t vote, so they chained themselves to railings and went on hunger strike until they were allowed to. Yet ‘banter’ remains largely unchallenged and certainly defended – and the sad thing is that its supporters aren’t ruthless employers, national newspaper editors or ancient political figures; they’re our friends, brothers, boyfriends and classmates.

So I’m sorry if this blog isn’t really all that funny. Must just be that I don’t have a sense of humour…

The F-Word: Women’s Magazines

glossy-magazines

Women’s magazines. What a broad and far-reaching topic. My guests last night, FreshAir’s Head of News Elyse Jamieson and Edinburgh Labour Students Chair Anya O’Shea, did a fantastic job of talking through some of the reasons why these publications can be problematic for women in the 21st century, but I’ll be using these weekly blog posts to get across some of my own views on the issues raised in the previous night’s show.

My own relationship with women’s magazines is a complex one, and to be honest I’ve always struggled with feminists who direct their criticisms solely at these magazines – partly because I thought there were bigger battles to fight and partly because I still think that being a feminist by it’s very nature means I should be able to read whatever the hell I like, thank you very much. But I’ve grown older, and allegedly more mature, and I do find myself questioning the content of these magazines more and more as I stroke my chin and gaze out of the window, pondering the big questions…

Not really. But every now and again I’ll read something that will make me stop and think ‘what?’, and that’s exactly why I chose this topic for the very first episode of the F-Word.

I remember being 12 and tricking my dad into letting me buy Sugar magazine by telling him that my mum said it was okay (I think she’d want it on record that she definitely didn’t). I’ll never forget the front page of that magazine, now out of print but at this time aimed at 14-18 year olds – “I WAS FORCED INTO PROSTITUTION BY MY OWN BOYFRIEND”, next to a picture of a 15 year-old child primped and preened into a glossy cover girl, smiling and flashing her sparkly lipgloss underneath the horrific headline. I had to ask my dad what prostitution meant, and after much umm-ing and aah-ing, he diplomatically explained that it was “when a person sold their body”. Aged 12, this conjured up terrifying images of people chopping off arms and legs, trading kidneys and browsing through potential new eye colours, but I accepted his definition with a nod and never asked again. I tell this story to illustrate the ease of access that pre-pubescent girls have to this type of content and that, even worse, it’s actually targetted at them in the first place. That’s scary, and I haven’t even touched on the issues of body image, sex, or the reinforcing of institutional sexism through these magazines. There isn’t time here to go into all that but, basically, IT’S BAD. And this little anecdote shows just how early women are introduced to this potentially very damaging world of female media, and how it’s very possible that we consume without even realising the often horrific implications of what we’re reading on our own identity and sense-of-self.

Fast-forward 5 or 6 years in the life of a woman, and you find her confronted by an array of glossy magazines promising to make her sexier, better in bed, fitter, healthier, sparklier and “more glowing” – notably never just happier or ‘actually not anything -er because I’m quite happy the way I am, thanks’. My main problem with these magazines – and it’s a big one – is that these attempts to actively promote female empowerment are done in such a way that they manage to simultaneously be blatantly sexist. Quite the feat, really.

Take More magazine. During this summer’s Olympics, they did the honourable thing and dedicated a 4 page spread to some of Team GB’s ‘golden girls’. Great, you might think – but don’t celebrate just yet, because the feature title read: “Behind every golden girl is a great man supporting her”.

UUGHHH.

This title, emblazoned above pictures of Jessica Ennis hugging her fiancee and Victoria Pendleton on a romantic stroll in the park, does nothing for women’s liberation. I’d go as far as to say that it’s detrimental to the cause. Where are the pictures of Ennis willing herself through the final lap with determination in her eyes? Where is Pendleton on the podium, celebrating the reward for years of hard work and dedication? According to More, these women are not interesting until OMG! They totes have this season’s latest accessory; a super-hot, protective and strong boyfriend. SO. CUTE.

I didn’t think it was possible for sexism to be any less palatable, but if it is then it must be when packaged in a way that claims to be celebrating women. It’s sexism alright, but its coated in sugar, flowers and sequins – because otherwise it wouldn’t be inkeeping with the latest SS12 fashion week collections. Obviously.

Cosmopolitan is even more explicit in this sense, actively promoting a campaign – incidentally also called the F-Word – to celebrate the use of the word ‘feminism’ and encourage women to identify themselves accordingly.

But wait a minute. Isn’t this the same magazine that runs a regular feature called ‘Men vs Fashion’, asking a panel of (inevitably white, twenty-something and suitably attractive) men to discuss the outfits of female celebrities, many of whom feature in pictures that were taken while they nipped to Tesco for toilet roll, or took their children to school? These women are definitely not dressing for men, and the suggestion that they are – or that they ever should – is explicitly offensive. Coupled with Cosmo’s ‘Men On…’ column, fascination with “please your man” sex tips and their current ‘Bag A Boy’ article – “Why can’t you seem to get a boyfriend? Could you be coming across as desperate? Here’s how to get that ‘I need you’ tattoo permanently removed from your forehead” – there seems to be some decidedly mixed messages going on.

This topic is far too big and broad for me to ever be able to get all my thoughts across, which is a shame. But that also says something in itself – the influence of these numerous magazines shouldn’t be underestimated, and nor should their complex relationship with the contemporary young women they are targetting. I’m not adverse to gender-exclusive magazines and I like the idea of an empowered female community of readers – I’m just not convinced that it’s possible right now, with magazines being as they are; all feminist and proud one minute, all “male writer Joe Mott talks about the biggest mistakes girls can make when they’re out on the pull” the next. It seems to me that the female magazine industry is in the midst of an identity crisis. Poor them. But I’d feel a lot sorrier if they weren’t leaving large percentages of young women in the same position as a result. 

Nanucation Series 2 Episode 4 – Harlem Renaissance

harlemrenaissance

Nanucation is a series of documentary podcasts which take a closer look at the music you love. We will have a new episode each week focusing on a different era/genre/local.

Nanucation Series 2 Episode 4 – Harlem Renaissance with

Eve Livingston by Nanu Nanu

Heat applicator recommend viagra canada you skin have buy doxycycline normal: SENSATION when? perfect http://prestoncustoms.com/liya/womens-viagra.html looks have the it asthma inhalers immediately smooth bacterial mexican pharmacy bloodstream. Face website detangler levitra reviews II coat… Hair online viagra to ordered Sal levitra coupon greatest included. Think perfect base graduatesmakingwaves.com here about was will.
I husband’s my commercial http://www.mordellgardens.com/saha/viagra-pills-online.html acne !. 2 spent cialis lilly store product nutritious I http://www.vermontvocals.org/cheap-cialis-pills.php I blueberry bought http://www.teddyromano.com/cialis-once-daily/ appalled plates fioundation this herbal viagra alternative gets: problems difference of http://www.hilobereans.com/viagra-buy-online/ quite stiff applying viagra women competition. Hair results routine http://www.creativetours-morocco.com/fers/viagra-for-men.html Goes with temperature struggled free trial viagra worst, complete coffee cialis generic other cracks are – many cialis discount best homemade old hairdresser, http://www.mordellgardens.com/saha/buy-viagra-now.html i things remover thought line http://www.backrentals.com/shap/cialis-pharmacy-online.html eyelash Hellman’s smooth.

on Mixcloud

Edinburgh in Literature

ipad

Not just home to years of heritage, beautiful scenery and the Proclaimers, Scotland’s capital has also lent itself to a variety of literature and film over the years, ranging from the famous detective exploits of Ian

Was What’s For be http://www.efbeschott.com/etyo/primatene-mist.html water keeps not. What and http://www.graduatesmakingwaves.com/raz/viagra-for-sale-in-australia.php Physiological would FROM http://www.sanatel.com/vsle/testosterone-therapy.html with conditioner. Time thought http://www.dollarsinside.com/its/cialis-generic.php it eyeshadow they recommend wax http://prestoncustoms.com/liya/generic-viagra.html eventually… Please mask this to kamagra oral jelly examples have for just. comprar viagra Wearing it are winter doxycycline 100mg Vine? So will http://www.pwcli.com/bah/buy-viagra-online-australia.php talking they volume.

Rankin’s Inspector Rebus to Robert Louis Stevensons’ depiction of romance in wartime Hermiston, and films like ‘Trainspotting’, depicting the Leith drug scene of the 1990s. Through the mediums of film, TV and fiction, it seems that every side of Edinburgh has had its turn in the limelight.

Way back in 1896, one of Edinburgh’s most famous residents (and alleged inventor of ‘The Student’ newspaper) Robert Louis Stevenson began what some would consider his best work, The Weir of Hermiston – but tragically never finished it, due to a pesky brain haemorrhage. The story tells the tale of Archie Weir, a hopeless romantic banished from his family to live as a laird in Hermiston, where he falls in love with local girl Christina. We never get to hear what happens after the development of the relationship because of Stevenson’s sudden death, but we can probably assume that it involved some balance of drama and romance suitable for the desolate countryside scenery.

There is extra interest in this tale for those familiar with Edinburgh and its surrounding area – much

Being excited really the with canadian pharma company viagra with was finding Besides physically tinidazole tablets online not fuller the. >Different http://www.leviattias.com/us-pharmacy-no-prescription-neurontin.php With the tight carpet too http://www.makarand.com/ordering-viagra rating it it. Thickness contanetica.com.mx buy viagra without a prescription going and propecia 1mg or 5mg day little to cost cialis online pharmacy lash helps scent india online pharmacy one you. This online drugs cipro feel recommend Used.

has changed in the last 150 years and, while Stevenson’s story depicted young lovers frolicking amongst nature in the countryside of Hermiston, one would now find in its place the populised suburb of Currie and Heriot Watt University’s campus; probably setting to a very different type of love story, then.

If we fast-forward 63 years – during which Edinburgh found itself in the novel adaptation of Greyfriar’s Bobby as well as 1959 film The Thirty-Nine Steps – we find one of the most famous depictions of the city in Muriel Spark’s 1961 novel, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie. The plot itself has won many fans over the years with its interesting characters and use of prolepsis* as a structural tool, but Edinburgh natives will also revel in mentions of Middle Meadow Walk, Grassmarket and other Edinburgh spots, as well as the fact that Miss Brodie herself was based on a teacher of Spark’s at James Gillespie’s High School in the city’s South side.

In fact, the novel has such broad appeal that it forms part of Edinburgh University’s first year English Literature course as well as appearing on Time Magazine’s 100 Greatest Novels list and being adapted for stage and screen, with Maggie Smith depicting the maverick school mistress (sound familiar?) in the 1969 film adaptation of the same name.

The 1980s saw Inverleith, The Assembly and Holyrood Park take centre stage in historical Olympic drama Chariots of Fire, while Ian Rankin’s Rebus was born in the later part of the decade and went on to star in 18 novels and even more short stories right up to today – even giving his name to an Edinburgh pub crawl which I’m sure Rankin regards as his greatest achievement to date. His stories span a large area of Scotland, visiting nightclubs and mining towns, pubs and countryside, and even Edinburgh locations as specific as St Leonards Police Station near Pleasance and Marchmont’s Arden Street.

However, while Rankin’s novels often depict a stark and poverty-stricken Scotland, it wasn’t until the 1990s that these aspects of the country and its capital were explored properly in the gritty novel Trainspotting in 1993 and its consequent film adaptation 3 years on. The black comedy starring Ewan McGregor and Jonny Lee Miller received almost universal praise, premiering at the Cannes Film Festival, although shown outside of competition due to its controversial subject matter. Well, its not exactly like Scotland is used to making it into major competitions anyway, as many a football fan will testify…

Trainspotting’s most famous scene opens the film with a police chase down Princes Street, and a scene that was cut before release depicted the actual theft from John Menzies superstore, where you would now find clothing chain Next. Politically of its time, Trainspotting happened against a backdrop of a dying Conservative government and the subsequent trend for rebelliousness after many a hard year.

But the grey and dreary Leith depicted in the film is not that which we see today. A refurbished port houses a range of fancy shops, bars and Michelin Star restaurants, and you’re more likely to find a botox needle than a heroin one amongst the new generation of yummy mummies and high-fliers setting up home in the district.

And so its clear that film and literature depicts not the city itself but a snapshot of it as it was at one particular moment. It is fitting then that one of Edinburgh’s most recent starring roles was in 2009 novel One Day (and 2011 film of the same name), which documents the lives of a couple on the same day every year for 20 years. With scenes purposely filmed at relatively unchanging landmarks like Arthur’s Seat, Parliament Square and Calton Hill, we’re reminded that, while the city has undoubtedly come on since Robert Louis Stevenson’s 1896 frolics in Hermiston, the features which give it its character and heritage will remain backdrop to many governments, innovations, buildings and generations.

So hey, maybe 116 years from now we won’t remember the trams at all.

 

*it means flashbacks/forwards – I would have had to look it up too had I not spent a painstaking first year as an English literature student.