Another Shell recruitment event disrupted

9.03.2010
Cor­po­rate sleaze-mer­chants try­ing to recruit grad­u­ates in Oxford got anoth­er rough ride at the hands of local activists.

This evening, at the Uni­ver­si­ty’s Ash­molean muse­um, the oil multi­na­tion­al Shell attempt­ed to hold a talk on ‘The Chal­lenges of the Future’ and how bright young grad­u­ates can help. We had oth­er ideas…

9.03.2010
Cor­po­rate sleaze-mer­chants try­ing to recruit grad­u­ates in Oxford got anoth­er rough ride at the hands of local activists.

This evening, at the Uni­ver­si­ty’s Ash­molean muse­um, the oil multi­na­tion­al Shell attempt­ed to hold a talk on ‘The Chal­lenges of the Future’ and how bright young grad­u­ates can help. We had oth­er ideas…

Despite notice­ably increased secu­ri­ty (police, muse­um secu­ri­ty, Shell staff and even the head of Uni­ver­si­ty secu­ri­ty), a mix­ture of bla­tant blag­gery and stu­dent infil­tra­tion got most of us inside. As usu­al, we had our own alter­na­tive pre­sen­ta­tion ready, but when they sug­gest­ed that it would be accom­mo­dat­ed at the *end* of the event it was clear we were being fobbed off. So the heck­les and awk­ward ques­tions start­ed.

As more and more of the trou­ble­mak­ers dropped their incog­ni­to cov­er to lam­bast, inter­ro­gate or polite­ly-but-point­ed­ly-query the pre­sen­ters, it became clear that at least a quar­ter of the rel­a­tive­ly small audi­ence were involved. A won­der­ful moment came when those of us who already knew each oth­er were pleas­ant­ly sur­prised to dis­cov­er more under­cov­er allies who we did­n’t know, inter­ven­ing at the per­fect moment with a human rights report on Shel­l’s crimes in the Niger delta.

Even­tu­al­ly many of the ‘gen­uine’ audi­ence mem­bers just got up and left, despite the event not being over… until we were left with pret­ty much just us, Shell, and secu­ri­ty. At which point we got to tell them they could expect resis­tance every­where, and that their com­pa­ny would ulti­mate­ly be shut down whether they liked it or not, and left.

Favourite anec­dote of the night: the door secu­ri­ty guy who, on hear­ing my name was­n’t on the list and I did­n’t have ID, told me to go and ask his supe­ri­or if it was OK. I went off in the direc­tion indi­cat­ed, asked the cops the time to pass a moment or two, and then went back and:
‘She said it’s fine’
‘OK, in you go then’…! 🙂