The Oxford University Democratic Socialist Club (OUDSC) was a splinter group from Oxford University Labour Club (OULC), formed in 1940 after disafilliation by the national Labour Party of OULC over its opposition to the Second World War and its support for the Soviet Union. Its first chair was Tony Crosland, and its first treasurer Roy Jenkins. David Ginsburg was also a chair. OUDSC merged with OULC again in 1943.
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