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How To Turn A Single Mum On Benefits Into A Celebrity

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If you click on a story about a single mother claiming benefits, you’re likely to see the face of Marie Buchan.

Since 2013, she’s been written about in at least 84 online news stories across 20 national publications, with 45 of those stories coming out this year alone. The 33-year-old has starred in numerous exclusive interviews, videos, and photo shoots with papers such as The Sun, the Daily Express, and the Daily Mail. She’s been interviewed on ITV’s This Morning and the BBC’s Victoria Derbyshire show, and has appeared in documentaries on ITV and Channel 5 reaching millions of people across the UK.

The attention she’s garnered over the last three years is at a level many celebrities would enjoy at the high point in their career. But Buchan’s fame didn’t stem from talent or connections. Instead, it's because she's the lone mother of eight children, living in a council house, and claiming benefits to support herself and her family.

Buchan says she receives £20,000 a year in benefits. She lives in Birmingham and looks after her kids, who range in age from 2 to 13, and has a part-time job as a carer.

Some of the headlines about her read: “Mum of eight says she will have MORE children to claim more benefits”; “Shameless 'Octomum' who gets £26,000 benefits a year enjoys first family Christmas in her new four-bedroom home (and she hasn't ruled out baby number 9!)”; “Fury at dole mum's Xmas spend frenzy! Marie treats eight kids to pile of presents… Viewers demanded on the internet she be sterilised.”

She has grown used to seeing negative comments under articles written about her, and receiving abusive messages in her Facebook inbox. Strangers have called her a scrounger, a slapper, and a thief, and told her to stop having children.

Buchan told BuzzFeed News she initially accepted media offers because she wanted to break the stereotype of a single mother, but that reporters often “twist” what she says.

She has been condemned in opinion pieces across national newspapers, including by Daily Mail writer Richard Littlejohn who reflected that single-parent families are “one of the biggest drains on the Exchequer” and Leo McKinstry of the Daily Express who mused that “the concept of contraception seems as alien to her as the world of proper work”. In another story, a reporter for the Birmingham Mail asked readers if Buchan is the “mental equal” of other 31-year-old mothers, calling her “a pathetic throw-back to harem concubines or slave plantation workers bought to breed.”

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Buchan told BuzzFeed News having many children was something she had wanted since she was 14. “I always wanted a large family,” she said. “Not on my own at first – no one wants to be on their own, everyone wants to be happy. But now I love being on my own and looking after the kids myself independently…but the reporters don’t see that.”

“They don’t see what’s going on in the background,” she added. “They don’t know how hard it is raising kids on your own. They see me as lazy, but I’ve moved forward, and I inspire my kids so they can go to college and university, but no one sees that. I wanted to prove them wrong and show them that you can do it.”

Buchan is part of a set of go-to women who are interviewed over and over again because they meet the tabloids' desired trifecta – they’re single, they have many children, and they claim benefits. When a story on a single mother is published, the journalist typically revisits the same woman a month or so later to report another story about her, this time with fresh quotes or with a new photo of the family at home, perhaps surrounded by piles of Christmas presents.

“Real life” news stories are a booming business that has only been fuelled further by the rise of reality TV fame. As a result, around a dozen faces have come to represent the country’s “benefit claimant single mothers” and are a common fixture in national newspapers and television shows.

BuzzFeed News identified 12 women other than Buchan who fit a similar profile and have been the star of a minimum of 10 pieces in national news outlets in the last three years. Others whose stories have been repeatedly recycled include Julie Howard (“Jobless mother-of-eight demands BIGGER home for her family – and for YOU to pay for it”), Iona Heaton (“Jobless mother-of-10 vows to keep having more babies despite cuts to her £30,000-a-year benefits”), and Cheryl Prudham (“Scrounger mum-of-12 spends £1,300 of your cash on son's birthday”).

But there is an additional reason why Buchan is a constant presence in newspapers and on screens: her agent, Barry Tomes.

Barry Tomes and Marie Buchan

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Tomes is a grey-haired Brummie in his early fifties. If a reporter wants to talk to Buchan to use her in a story about benefits, they go through Tomes. If a television producer wants to ask her to come on air, they go through Tomes.

In the past he’s worked with the likes of Alvin Stardust, the Beach Boys, Lulu, and the Three Degrees. Most of his clients today are smaller scale: He manages Kodeine, an “eclectic” alternative band from Bedford, and does PR for actor Tony Walker, who has had small parts on EastEnders, The Bill, and Birds of a Feather. Now, his lucrative clients are “real” people, such as White Dee, the star of Channel 4’s much-criticised Benefits Street. In the 18 months he worked with her, he says, he “took her from doing nothing to doing 53 television shows in that time, and earned her considerable amounts of money”.

Buchan (right) with White Dee from Benefits Street

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Tomes has been managing Buchan for three years, coordinating her media coverage and working closely with journalists to build and sell “exclusive” stories claiming to show readers what life is like on benefits.

The pair have a complicated relationship. On one hand, Tomes said, he's her agent, and stresses that he is there to take 35% commission on any booking she gets, and that he sometimes gets frustrated that she’s not available when a journalist wants time with her. On the other, he described himself as her “brother”. He’s often visited her home when she’s been getting the children ready for school, and made her a cup of tea as she’s been rushing around. He said he’s “amazed at her calm” and that he admires her for being a good mother. He noted her resilience, even at times when she has told him she felt anxious and depressed.

“With any other client I’d be like, ‘Look, I’ve been trying to get hold of you for four days, you’ve turned too many people down and it’s not working, you need a new manager,’” he said. “But with Marie, I tolerate it because she’s a lovely human being, she’s kind. She gets away with a lot with me, in a business sense, and I often think, God, I bet my mum had to struggle like that.”

Tomes said his childhood mirrored Buchan’s current situation. His mother had eight children, too, and he also grew up with little money, wearing only hand-me-downs and living in an area where strikes and picket lines were the norm. Now, he lives just around the corner from her.

“At a young age, I noticed my mum had to struggle,” he said. “This is the reason I give Marie leeway, and why I give her space – because my mum had eight, too.”

According to Tomes, women like Buchan get a fee from the papers or TV shows ranging from 50 to several hundred pounds.

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“When it all first started and I was in the press, reporters sat outside my house,” Buchan told BuzzFeed News. “They followed me when I took my kids to school, following me to the shops, watching me like a hawk. I wasn’t allowed to leave my house. That changed when I met Barry; I felt safe with him. It’s all about who you can trust.”

On the evening before a big story about Buchan is released, Tomes said, he warns her about the possible negative reaction from the public, telling her to “get ready for an onslaught”.

“She’s got tougher,” he said. “You know, she says it doesn’t hurt but of course it hurts. She’s called a slapper, a scrounger, and I try and support her, because you have a duty of care in my job whether you want it or not. I’m not her employer, I don’t employ any of these people – they’re self-employed. But as a person I think you should look after people, and because a lot of the people who come to me are vulnerable, I have adopted a duty-of-care attitude first.”

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Tomes said around 40 people contact him a week asking him to represent them, all hoping to earn a fee by selling their story. Recently, a 95-year-old woman who was being evicted from her home got in touch and Tomes offered her story to national newspapers. He said the number of these requests has increased in recent years.

Buchan’s financial situation shifted earlier this month when her benefits were capped. A third of households hit by the new, lowered cap are single parents of babies or toddlers, according to analysis by Gingerbread, the charity for single parents. It warns that affected families face an average shortfall of £60 a week in rent, which is likely to drive more single parents like Buchan into poverty.

Tomes claimed he has since become a “fighter” against the Department for Work and Pensions (DWP) to support Buchan “against the system.” He stressed that every piece of income Buchan has earned from media appearances has been declared for tax purposes, and that the hours she works as a carer are within the legal limits for her to receive benefits. She “isn’t lazy” and wants to work, he said, calling the DWP “chaotic, out of date, inadequate.”

Buchan’s media appearances have fuelled this tension. When she went on the Victoria Derbyshire show earlier this month to discuss the benefits cap, the department called Tomes to complain to him about her “not getting the facts right” about how much she earns.

“I told him I have got the facts right,” Tomes said. “When reality stars kicked in, and I saw things like Benefits Street take off, I realised I had to become an expert on benefits because of times like this.”

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Despite his work, Tomes is critical of the media’s depiction of benefits claimants, justifying his business with Buchan and others as being “part of the game” that he believes can help his clients more than the journalists who write about them.

“One of the hypocrisies of the press is they’ll say, ‘Benefits cheat White Dee, she’s cheating this and claiming that’ – but they pay the fees for the interviews," Tomes said. "So I’m thinking, You’re saying they’re benefits cheats, but you’re giving me 5k for an exclusive story. So the press haven’t got their own house in order, but you have to play the game.”

He added: “Every so often I say, let’s take the piss out of the press this week. This journalist can be a bit stroppy, but he’ll like this because it’s an exclusive, so I give them an exclusive – I know the sources, I know who not to go to.

“I don’t like to say this and I don’t want to be rude because the press are my industry, but we almost stick two fingers up and say, well, you’re about to give us 5k for something that’s stupid.”

The issue of whether Buchan’s depiction in the media is an accurate reflection of single mums on benefits is not his concern. Instead, he believes his role is to help Buchan support herself financially; he is “determined” to help her achieve her dream of setting up a car mechanic's business, where she wants all her clients to be women.

“Marie always says to critics, yes, I have eight children, I have claimed benefits, but I’m about to give you eight tax-paying adults and put the money back into the system – which is the truth,” Tomes said.

He believes the attention she commands will continue, as long as the British media's demand for stories about benefits exists.

“My work won’t slow down with Marie because we haven’t peaked yet,” he said. “We’ve drip-fed it every time, and her kids will all go into different things and one of them could go into entertainment like Marie. Long may that reign, really.”


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A Photographer Has Painstakingly Re-Created Photos Of Young People He Took In The '70s And '80s

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Scenes around Peterborough were shot with the same people, decades apart.

An amateur photographer in Peterborough, Cambridgeshire, has bridged a gap of four decades by pairing photos of strangers he snapped in the 1970s, '80s, and '90s with present-day portraits.

Paramedic Chris Porsz would spend hours walking around his hometown city of Peterborough. Decades later he tracked down the people he’d photographed on the streets and got them to pose in the same locations.

Porsz, known as "paramedic paparazzo”, found some of his long-lost subjects after they recognised themselves when they saw their pictures in local and national papers, on his website, and on Facebook. Porsz then spent seven years seeking out the people in his pictures and persuading them to pose once again.

All the photos can be found in his new book, Reunions. See a selection of some of the best time-travelling photos below, with all the original photos on the left and the re-created photos on the right.

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What % Cat Person And What % Dog Person Are You?

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We’re all winners here.

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Let's Talk Out Our "Gilmore Girls" Revival Feelings

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How ‘bout those last four words, amirite??? (Obviously, SPOILERS WITHIN!)

So, it's happened. The Gilmore Girls revival is finally out in the world, and we're DEFINITELY all up in our feelings right about now.

So, it's happened. The Gilmore Girls revival is finally out in the world, and we're DEFINITELY all up in our feelings right about now.

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So if you've finished watching, let's have a chat, hash this out, and digest everything TOGETHER.

So if you've finished watching, let's have a chat, hash this out, and digest everything TOGETHER.

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What Kind Of Christmas Person Are You?

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“All I want for Christmas is youuuuu.”

21 Of The Most Memorable Pop Culture References In The "Gilmore Girls" Revival

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Gilmore Girls is known for its relationship to pop culture, so here’s what the show highlighted in 2016. Spoilers ahead!

Goop

Goop

When it happened: In the very first minutes of the revival Lorelai accuses Rory of having been "gooped" for looking so pristine after a flight from London.
What it is: A notorious online newsletter by Gwyneth Paltrow, filled with extraordinarily expensive recipes and tips for living your goopiest life.

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Marvel movies

Marvel movies

When it happened: In "Winter" when Lorelai was talking to Luke about Rory's boyfriend, Paul. "You can’t remember him no matter how much time you spend with him, kind of like every marvel movie ever," she said.
What it is: One of the most major blockbuster franchises out there, filled with all kinds of superheroes.

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

When it happened: In "Winter," when Paris insults one of her employees by saying she wasted her parents' money by writing college papers about "Buffy the Vampire Slayer's affect on the feminist agenda." It was also brought up again in "Fall," when Rory says "five by five" in a conversation with her father and mentions how she's been watching a Buffy marathon.
What it is: An iconic TV show that ran on the WB simultaneously with the first seasons of Gilmore Girls.

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What % Gryffindor And What % Slytherin Are You?

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Everybody low-key has elements of both, but which side do you favour?

New questions will appear as you go along. But will you come out more lion or snake?

New questions will appear as you go along. But will you come out more lion or snake?

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Can You Get Through This Post Without Spending $50?

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A mini guitar amp, a real-life Tetris game, and a watercolor phone case: How far can *you* get without buying something?

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A Transformers pop-up book that's probably the coolest thing I've seen today.

A Transformers pop-up book that's probably the coolest thing I've seen today.

It's a real page turner.

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After the release of Fantastic Beasts, find out which beasts’s house you should be in.

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21 Cool Little Tidbits In The "Gilmore Girls" Revival

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Served with a wink and a coffee. (So many spoilers!)

The ENTIRETY of Gilmore Girls: A Year In the Life is basically a giant tribute to the original series.

The ENTIRETY of Gilmore Girls: A Year In the Life is basically a giant tribute to the original series.

Literally every inch of it.

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But that didn't stop its creator — Amy Sherman-Palladino — from loading up the revival with a ton of specific call backs to Gilmore Girls. She also made sure to include details about the work she and the cast have done in the years since the show ended.

But that didn't stop its creator — Amy Sherman-Palladino — from loading up the revival with a ton of specific call backs to Gilmore Girls. She also made sure to include details about the work she and the cast have done in the years since the show ended.

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"I smell snow."

"I smell snow."

A refrain often said by Lorelai — who adores the snow — when she senses it's about to fall. The quotation also serves as the opening to the revival.

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This Is What Doctors Are Most Worried About This Winter

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Winter is traditionally a rough ride for the NHS, and 2016 has already been a challenging year. Junior doctors went on strike for the first time in a generation over changes to their working terms and conditions, and as the government continues to try to close a £22 billion gap in NHS finances, doctors have warned that catastrophe looms unless cuts are halted and more staff are trained.

As this year's chill sets in, BuzzFeed News asked NHS doctors: "What are you most worried about this winter?" Here's what they said...

Dr Dagan Lonsdale, intensive care registrar, London

Winter is a time when the bed capacity of a hospital is most severely tested. We now run near to capacity for much of the year, and so winter can be especially challenging, particularly with struggling community care services.

We do not increase our medical staffing in line with the increase in demand, so my biggest concern is managing with the increased workload over the period.

Dr Jessica Hanlon, junior doctor, London

For more than a month, we face a situation where every day, we walk into work and hear a new level of despair from our bed managers: "We've got 45 people waiting for beds."

I have been told by senior nurses that I absolutely must find more people to discharge, that my responsibility "goes beyond the 33 on this ward" and I have to "think about those people stranded downstairs in A&E". I tried to explain that this is impossible – I can barely look after the ones assigned to me properly with the staff shortages we face. As happens daily in hospitals, tension and anger spills into the room, and I try not to let it affect me. I try to explain my ethical viewpoint.

It should be black-and-white: We won't discharge someone who's not ready to go. Certainly, if harm comes to them, blame will fall on us, their medical team.

"We're usually unable to meet the high standards of care we were taught."

But I'm seeing this more and more: senior doctors and nurses feeling so pushed by this constant pressure that they discharge more, faster – often unsafely, I believe. And time and again we see them returning to hospital. As I'm thinking about this I can think of numerous examples of people coming in more and more (and in some cases life-threateningly) unwell.

So I'm worried about the inevitable increasing demand of winter, up against staff shortages and horrendously low morale. We, the healthcare workers, are forced to spread ourselves thin and suffer the consequences, including angry patients who are dissatisfied with our service. And I'm worried of feeling ashamed that I can't offer better because it's physically impossible. We're usually unable to meet the high standards of care we were taught, and that takes a toll.

All of this is marking the downward spiral of the NHS. Each problem potentiates the other: declining social care provision, longer waiting lists for clinic appointments and worse public health provision, less support for the most vulnerable. It's a profoundly foolish false economy and it's true regression of a developed country. To say I'm deeply saddened doesn't really cover it.

Philip Lee, consultant in acute and elderly medicine, London

The system is already under enormous pressure. Most hospitals work at near 100% or more occupancy and if things get busier, it's hard to see how acute services will cope. We've actually not been out of winter mode for several years now, because more beds are needed throughout the whole summer too.

"If a bad flu season hits ... we'd really be in a bad place."

One of the big problems is difficulty discharging patients who are already in hospital and medically fit but waiting for a care home or packages of care in their own home.

Cuts to social care and community care via councils means these waits are looking likely to get worse, and the fact that funding for those is separate from the NHS means we have little control over this.

Morale is also pretty dire amongst junior doctors after the dispute with their contract over the last year. I think many felt badly let down, not just by the government, but by the doctors union, the British Medical Association, too. The goodwill that usually plasters over the cracks in the system won't be around for much longer.

Mental health also really worries me. Patients are waiting for psychiatric beds for many hours in A&E, or even days in a general medical ward. They are not getting the treatment they need and are getting overstimulated in the wrong environment. It's been getting worse over the last 3-4 years and it compounds our problems.

If a bad flu season hits, with the level of critical care occupancy we have now, some difficult decisions will need to be made. We'd really be in a bad place.

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Dr Nadia Masood, anaesthetic registrar, London

It's not just the NHS in the winter that worries me. The NHS is in its worst state ever: chronically understaffed and in the midst of a massive financial crisis due to chronic underfunding.

Patients are already feeling the effects of this all year round, with waiting times the longest ever this decade, causing irreparable damage to some patients' health, or worse, causing fatalities. I am worried that patients will suffer even more unless our government urgently addresses the need to fund and staff our NHS properly.

Our government has denied [that] the NHS is struggling for too long, and only recently are we finally seeing some acknowledgment from NHS Providers and NHS England that the NHS is underfunded.

Despite this, they still seem insistent on continuing with their catastrophic plans to spend less per person on the NHS, despite a massive funding deficit, and to stretch an understaffed workforce even thinner in the pursuit of a "seven-day NHS", and to downgrade or close services as part of their controversial Sustainability and Transformation Plans [STPs].

"Our government has denied the NHS is struggling for too long."

Services have already been cut because of understaffing, yet we are learning that further downgrades and closures are planned.

Rota gaps are growing, with too few nurses and doctors to look after our growing population.

Junior doctors took unprecedented industrial action this year, supported by NHS staff and the public, to protest against contract changes that followed these plans. It was ignored by our government, and the new changes being imposed on the NHS workforce will see these dangerous plans introduced.

What am I worried about? I'm worried that our NHS is almost completely broken, and our government's plans are clearly not going to fix it; even worse, they will be the final blow to the NHS that each and every one of us relies upon.

Dr Mohsin Khan, junior doctor and trainee psychiatrist, London

As winter approaches, short staffing is what worries me most. So many hospitals have rota gaps, not enough doctors or nurses, when we all expect the number of patients to skyrocket as winter approaches.

"Patients get a poorer experience."

Winter funding will help in some areas, but often won't be enough to recruit the required number of staff. It’s not just hospital doctors either – we need more GPs as well. My local surgery is looking at closing its doors to newcomers because there are already too few doctors for their patients. Not enough staff makes it harder to get a GP appointment, and harder to be seen quickly in A&E or on the wards.

Sadly, patients then get a poorer experience. Short staffing will increase the pressure on hospitals and emergency services just as the public need them most this winter.

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Dr Roshana Mehdian, surgeon and trauma and orthopaedics registrar, London

At the moment my main fear is not winter, but the bigger picture.

The government has sought to undertake a radical shake up of the NHS in the shape of Sustainability and Transformation Plans. These plans have been formed and are due to be implemented without public scrutiny. It has even come to light NHS England has told all trusts to keep their plans private.

This is extremely concerning. There have been reports STPs are likely to result in the closure or downgrade of 1 in 3 hospital A&Es. Trusts themselves are said to be very angry about the lack of time, funding, and public scrutiny of the plans, but their hands are reportedly being tied; another top-down reconfiguration.

Sustainability plans may be positive, but if so why not make them public? They should be shared with the public and debated openly. That's not happening. Instead the plans are being implemented in an underhand manner, with a concerted effort to keep them secret.

Huge swaths of our hospitals could close or be downgraded, beds be further limited, and services made unavailable to local populations without appropriate scrutiny – that really frightens me.

Dr Osman Khalid, GP trainee, London

Every winter is a pressure in the NHS – this year will be no exception. Now I am most worried that the NHS will finally run out of its most precious resource and the one thing that has been keeping it together for so long: its staff and their goodwill.

This year the government mishandled its way through the junior doctors contract ordeal, resulting in the first doctors strike in a generation. We're left with half of junior doctors emigrating or ending their careers after their foundation training. Those who remain must lick their wounds as they recover from being called “misled” and “militant”, and being accused of “playing politics”.

"A demoralised workforce will eventually say that enough is enough."

As the government blunders its way through Brexit, the Department of Health has announced its plan to reduce reliance on European doctors. In my department 1 in 3 doctors are from the EU. One European doctor in my department has resigned and I see no sign of a replacement.

As we haemorrhage staff, those already ubiquitous rota gaps are becoming more commonplace. Locums once filled many of these shifts, but the government has chosen to cap their pay and end this practice in order to cut costs.

I’ve had colleagues who have been forced to take on last-minute 24-hour shifts because of rota gaps and not get paid for the extra hours. They felt obliged to stay and cover the shift purely out of responsibility for patients.

I fear a thinning, demoralised workforce will eventually say that enough is enough. No more extra hours for free. No more going the extra mile.

The knock-on effect could be catastrophic. Waiting times in A&E, already reaching record levels, could increase further. Beds could become scarcer as there are fewer doctors to discharge patients. Waiting times for elective surgery would soar.

As we see the political winds turn and the relationship between government and frontline NHS workers turn frosty, one thing becomes clear: Significant changes are needed if the NHS is to weather the storms this winter.

Stella Vig, consultant surgeon, Croydon

Ever since I qualified in 1991, the winter has been a challenge for the NHS. This year feels different as the NHS has struggled against pressures all year round and now goes into a deep freeze.

Financial pressures are high, the bed base reduced, and workforce reduced as well as demoralised. There is no escalation money to open beds or extra resource as there has been in previous years. If finances are not kept very tight, trusts will stay in special financial measures and that is a huge driver for senior managers.

"The NHS now goes into a deep freeze."

Clinicians and managers will have to be held to account to ensure that patient safety is not compromised during these very challenging times.

Dr Jeeves Wijesuriya, GP trainee, London

We are facing an enormous challenge with healthcare in this country, because we have failed to adequately plan for the long term. The changing demographics of our population and the challenges we face with recruitment and retention of doctors have left us without an adequate workforce to meet demand.

The NHS is globally acknowledged to be one of the most efficient healthcare systems in the world, but it continues to be underfunded as a proportion of GDP compared to similar nations with similar systems.

As we approach a challenging winter, we must acknowledge that unless we address the needs of our workforce, inadequacies of funding and provision of social care, these problems are only set to worsen.

Dr Mike McLaughlin, A&E doctor, Hartlepool

We thought we had heard the last of NHS winter crises, but not only could they be back, they could be worse than ever. Jeremy Hunt has no plans to tackle this, and that’s frightening. A damning indictment of a government that has lost control.

Not only is the NHS facing a bed crisis, it's facing a staffing crisis. Experienced nurses are leaving, especially in emergency medicine. Fewer doctors are choosing A&E as a career.

As a result of Sustainability and Transformation Plans this government will oversee shutting down more hospital wards, closing more A&Es, and reducing staff numbers, putting further pressure on an already perilously strained system.

I fear for the very future of the NHS as we know it. The current government has no plan, no money, and no commitment to the NHS.

I Hated Britney Spears Until I Saw Myself In Her

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The first, last, and only time I kissed a girl, she was dressed as Britney Spears.

If you had asked me how I felt about Britney during the fall of 1999, the year I turned 14, I probably would have told you that I hated her. I didn’t know it at the time, but I hated Britney for the same reason that many teenagers hate many things: because, on some deep, intuitive, lizard-brain level, hatred is a useful way to define and clarify your position in the world. In that way, hatred is as valuable as love — or at least it can feel that way, especially during the long, slow, sweaty pressure cooker of adolescence, when the self seems most in danger of explosion or evaporation.

Both of these outcomes seemed possible (probable, even) on the night I kissed a girl. It happened at a Halloween party thrown by my twin sister’s friend Jamie, down in the thick-carpeted basement of her parents’ McMansion. I don’t remember wearing a costume. Certainly I was sporting my late-’90s bowl cut, and my palms were sweating, clamped around whatever red plastic cup of Coke or Sprite I had been handed but was now too scared and too excited to drink. It was my first high school party (although, blessedly, not one cool enough to involve alcohol).

I do, however, remember Jamie’s outfit: She was dressed like Britney in the “…Baby One More Time” video. Jamie and my sister Katie both went to an all-girls Catholic school where white blouses and knee-length plaid kilts were the standard uniform, so the costume was an obvious choice. All Jamie had to do was pull her thick, chestnut brown hair back into pigtails and sweep her eyelids with some shadow.

The costume was also — and I knew this with the delicate sensors that my own, all-boys Catholic high school was calibrating to an often painful acuity — a tiny bit passé. “…Baby One More Time” had first topped the Billboard Hot 100 back in February, and its famous video had been retired from MTV’s Total Request Live months ago, to be replaced by other visions of Britney: Britney in a tight, white top dancing on the beach; Britney in sparkling green, palling around (and dancing — always dancing) with a post-Clarissa Melissa Joan Hart and a pre-Entourage Adrian Grenier.

But the image of Britney-as-schoolgirl stayed with me for a very specific reason: Only a couple of months before the party, People magazine ran a story about a young man in LA who “beat out 30 real girls” to win a Britney lookalike contest with a “jailbait vixen Catholic schoolgirl costume.” The story’s easy celebration of cross-dressing thrilled me in ways I couldn’t yet explain; it hinted at the existence of a world very different from the one I lived in, as alluring and forbidden as Britney herself.

My sister and Jamie quickly disappeared into the eager sea of girls in the basement, but I hovered at the party’s edges, queasy and uncertain. Jamie must have noticed, because before long she sent over two boys from my high school — thinking, probably, that I would be able to talk to them. All three of us were freshmen, but the similarities ended there. They were taller than me, more athletic, and I was half admiring and half afraid of the easy way they stood together, sipping from their plastic cups, checking out the girls.

After I said “hey” and confirmed that we all went to Saint Francis, my words clotted in my throat. Soon there came a pause I was beginning to recognize with my new sense of the social: that particular moment when someone you’ve just met decides that you aren’t worth their time. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, the other boys simply walked away.

This failed interaction confirmed a suspicion that had been festering in my mind since before high school began. I was convinced that an impassable gulf separated me from what I was coming to think of as “real boys”: boys who played sports, who talked like men, who spat and swaggered and swore. Boys who liked girls.

And yet, later that night, I was the boy Jamie picked, the one she targeted with her perfectly focused pink laser beam of teenage girl attention. Who knows what we talked about? It didn’t really matter; she had decided to like me, probably even before the party began. Like the costume, I was an obvious choice: the shy and unthreatening twin brother of her new friend. I was flattered by her attention and embarrassed by it, intrigued and afraid. But this was what was supposed to happen. It was the thing that Britney had been singing about all summer from the radios of our parents’ cars and the CD players in our rooms: the boy and the girl and the kiss. It was the thing that she would sing about again and again until we would want something else from her, something not that innocent.

Could it be this simple? Could I feel for girls what all boys seemed to? And would that, then, make me a real boy?

So when Jamie stepped closer and announced that we should kiss, I obediently leaned in. It was a chaste peck, no tongue and no teeth and no want. Still, as I pulled away, I felt a little crackle of pleasure that surprised me — awed me, even. In the post-kiss glow, my mind didn’t hold thoughts, exactly, or even words; instead, what took shape was a radiant burst of possibility. Could it be this simple? Could I feel for girls what all boys seemed to? And would that, then, make me a real boy?

I’m not sure if I ever saw Jamie again after that night. My sister stopped bringing me along to her friends’ parties, and after her freshman year, she transferred to a different high school. But if my time with Jamie — my first and only girl kiss — was over almost as soon as it began, then my time with Britney was only just beginning.

Over the years to come, I would watch Britney transform from sex symbol to imploding star to somewhat resurgent pop princess. Each incarnation of Britney would teach me something new about desire: about the yearnings of the boys I grew up with, and about my own wants, my own stubborn needs. But most of all, Britney would make me think about what it means — and what it costs — to survive in a world that can’t quite stop hating you.

It’s hard, now, to remember a time before Britney was famous, before her face was on everything from T-shirts to prayer candles to a $26 “couture” lollipop with a pale pink rhinestone-studded stem. But you can still uncover glimpses of the days when she was just beginning to command national attention. The New York Timesfirst in-depth article on Britney is an odd one, a disgruntled review of a concert that she headlined in July of 1999 at Woodstock, of all places. (Neither Britney nor any of her opening acts, music journalist Neil Strauss sniffs, “said a word in praise or recognition of Woodstock’s legacy.”)

The article also includes many of the themes that still dominate pieces written about Britney today. Strauss complains that Britney doesn’t really sing, she only lip-synchs — and briefly, at that. Then, of course, there is the problem of her sexuality. Britney was only 17 at the time, and her look, he writes, is “simultaneously sexual and presexual.”

Her songs only compounded this ambiguity. There’s the teasing suggestion that maybe Britney wants you to slap her in “…Baby” (the ellipsis in the song title concealing the “hit me” in the hook), and the hint in her second single “Sometimes” that, although she’s scared of you, she really just wants you to keep chasing her. Strauss dismisses this line of thought by concluding that the darker implications in those lyrics “are not so much intentional as they are evidence of careless songwriting, glitches in the pop machine.” I didn’t read this article at 14, but even then I would have called bullshit. Because Britney’s appeal was always rooted in sex — but sex that could be disavowed. In her videos she would smile knowingly, eyes locked on the camera; and yet in interviews she seemed sweetly down-to-earth, even artless (a “down-home Southern girl,” as one interview from this period puts it).

Of course, that ambiguity didn’t matter much to the boys in my high school: Britney entranced them, shimmered through their brains like a collective fever dream. During my junior year, the only guaranteed moments of silence in the entire day came during the 120 seconds of Britney’s “Joy of Pepsi” commercial, which aired every morning during breaks in the teen-oriented news show Channel One. "Ride, just enjoy the ride," Britney sighed, gyrating in her flared jeans, her abs taut and tanned and perfect, and the 20-odd boys in my homeroom — in every homeroom — stared at the dingy little TV mounted in the corner, her image burning through the fine layer of dust that coated the screen.

All of this only stoked the jealousy that bubbled in my heart. Because by my junior year, I was able to admit something to myself that I couldn’t quite acknowledge at the start of high school: that I would never want to kiss another girl. That the right look or grin from the right boy could kindle a light inside me that would glow for hours. But there was no way I could find to act on these feelings. Instead, I watched the boys around me the way they watched Britney: armpits damp and throat tight, yearning for the impossible.

My teenage hatred of Britney was a largely private experience. I rolled my eyes at her dewy-eyed magazine covers; I quietly coveted the “Spear Britney” T-shirts sold at the local Hot Topic; I mentally rewrote the lyrics to “Lucky” so it was instead titled (in a sad attempt at wit) “Sucky.”

Hating Britney was easy. It was a way of announcing — to the world, in theory, but in practice only really to myself — that I was different from the other boys in my high school. Better, more refined. Their desire was common, sloppy, relentless; mine was rare, secret, forbidden.

Their desire was common, sloppy, relentless; mine was rare, secret, forbidden.

But after I graduated from high school and came out as gay, my feelings toward Britney started to become more complicated. Freed from some of the fear that Saint Francis had brought, I wanted to do more than look at the boys that I liked; I wanted them to look back. I wanted to make them look back. And Britney had always been an expert in that.

So, for Halloween during my first year of college, I borrowed a friend’s schoolgirl kilt and a white blouse, tugged on black tights and leather boots with a formidable heel. I pulled my hair back into (what else?) spiky little pigtails. I smoothed raspberry-flavored gloss over my lips, concealer over any zits, and a smudgy, smoky cloud of shadow over my eyelids.

Watching myself transform in the bathroom mirror at a friend’s house, I felt a wild excitement ripple through me, not so different from what I’d felt after kissing Jamie. It was a feeling that was all about becoming — a sense that a thousand possible selves waited before me, a thousand possible lives. Britney understood. In “I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman,” she sang, All I need is time, a moment that is mine, while I’m in between

That Halloween night, my friends and I went party hopping, wandering through suburban kitchens sticky with spilled beer and down into finished basements where girls dressed like sexy angels and sexy devils and sexy cats were giggling into their red plastic cups. I knew my costume was a success on my way into the first house, when a girl I’d just met heard me speak for the first time and snatched at my arm, exclaiming, “Holy crap — you’re a guy?”

Everywhere I went that night, boys watched me. They looked at me in a way I had never experienced before: slowly and unabashedly, as though it was their right to look for as long as they pleased. At my high school, no boy looked at another for more than a few seconds; any longer would have been an insult, a provocation. In the wider world, too, men’s eyes met only for the space of a brisk handshake. But the usual rules dissolved when I pulled on the schoolgirl kilt. Even boys who already knew me let their eyes travel over my body — over my slim waist and sock-padded bra — before arriving at my face and blinking hard, their surprise giving way to rueful smiles.

If I learned what it felt like to be wanted, then I learned, too, how quickly desire could curdle into something ugly.

On one level, it was thrilling to command attention that way. There was a power and a fierce pleasure in it. But beneath my excitement ran a chilly trickle of fear. Some cautious part of my brain couldn’t help asking, What if someone doesn’t like being fooled? And, as it turned out, more than one boy didn’t. When they learned the truth about me, some guys clenched their jaws and held tight to their cups, mouths setting into hard, thin lines; one barked out, “That’s gay!” — as though the others needed to be warned.

That night, if I learned what it felt like to be wanted, then I learned, too, how quickly desire could curdle into something ugly. Something destructive. It was a lesson I’d be reminded of again and again in the years to come, as the real Britney transformed from glittering teen queen to walking punchline.

There’s a Britney meme you can find in less than a second on Google Images (type in “if br…” and autocorrect will do the rest). It’s a photo of Britney in a gray hoodie, her head clean-shaven and her teeth bared with fury. IF BRITNEY CAN MAKE IT THROUGH 2007, the white block text around her face reads, THEN I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THIS DAY.

The photo, of course, was taken during what tabloids like the New York Daily News called her “meltdown,” and magazines like People called (with puzzled decorum) “a period of strange behavior.” We all know the details. In February 2007, Britney checked herself into and out of rehab, shaved off all her famous blonde hair, and — in photos that will never, ever leave the internet — attacked a paparazzo’s car with an umbrella.

This last event, in particular, seemed to serve as the high-water mark of her crazy. In YouTube videos of the attack, you can hear the single dull thud of what must be the umbrella hitting the car, and her livid “Fuck you!” — but you can’t actually see it happen. What you can see clearly is Britney in the moments before: She’s sitting in the passenger seat of her car, the paparazzi’s cameras flashing relentlessly around her. There’s no mistaking how angry she looks, or how trapped.

Watching what was supposed to be Britney’s comeback performance at that year’s MTV Video Music Awards is hard for different reasons: Britney seems dazed and disoriented, shuffling through the choreography a half beat behind her dancers. The song she’s lip-synching to, “Gimme More,” only adds to the ironic pathos: The lyrics promise a Britney who savors the spotlight, who is supremely confident in her appeal. They want more? she asks during the bridge — voice drowsily pleased, like a dictator’s wife who wakes to find crowds chanting her name beneath her palace window. Well, I’ll give them more!

Critics trashed the performance. The New York Times bluntly announced that “she was awful” and quoted Sarah Silverman’s post-performance joke that Britney “is amazing! I mean, she is twenty-five years old and she’s already accomplished ... everything she’s going to accomplish in life.” For a time, you couldn’t find footage of the actual performance on YouTube. The top result instead was a parody video of a fat man with a yellow mop of a wig askew on his head, miming Britney’s confused movements in women’s underwear. Once, I’d been the only person I knew who hated Britney. Now it seemed to be a national pastime.

Maybe that’s why I found my feelings for Britney changing yet again. Not long after her failed comeback, I started teaching English in the south of Spain. On paper, it sounded like the ideal post-college job: only 12 hours of teaching a week, and the rest could be spent as I pleased. In the weeks leading up to departure, I imagined my expatriate life in Seville in a series of giddy diary entries: There would be medieval castles, café con leche, European men.

But once there, I found myself dazed and adrift. I wasn’t teaching in Seville, but in a tiny town about 45 minutes outside the city, where my blonde hair made me conspicuous. Strangers watched me as I walked down the narrow, sun-bleached streets, and I gritted my teeth, always waiting for someone to mutter the Spanish word for “faggot”: maricón. It was a word I heard said often in Spain, even once by my favorite teacher at the school where I worked. It was a word used to mark the line between a real man and a failed one.

I retreated back to the person I had been in high school: a silent boy, his throat closed with fear.


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Dean Forester

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