The way not to win a debate at the Oxford Union, I’ve just discovered, is to start your speech with a casual quip about Aids. It wasn’t a scripted joke. Just one of those things you blurt out in those terrifying initial moments when you’re trying to win the audience over with your japeish, irreverent, mildly self-parodying human side before launching into your argument proper.

There’s a right way to lose at the Oxford Union. I did the wrong way
They don’t do humour, the Stepford Students. So I’d give it to them straight

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