Surveillance culture in a small town Have you ever opened social media after a night out and found a particularly unflattering photo of yourself splashed across the Union’s page? Have you ever felt embarrassed to walk down Market Street in a less-than runway-ready outfit? Ever found your silly conversation with a friend memorialised in black-and-white on overheardrews? If you answered yes to any of the above, then congratulations, you have experienced the uncomfortable sensation of the St...

Can a hungover Odysseus make his 9AM? Odysseus has a hangover. He had a few too many tequila shots at Sinners last night, and now he’s late for his 9am lecture. After a gruelling marathon from his DRA flat, he feels a flicker of hope upon reaching the final leg of his journey: Market Street. Little does our hero know, this final stretch of his odyssey will be his most perilous yet. A fearsome mob clad in identical puffer jackets are first to pounce. It is the dreaded writers from The Saint,...