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The Tale of Sir Salman and the Bard of EspionagePosted on Jun 22, 2007WASHINGTON—Later in this column, I’m going to defend Britain’s decision to award a knighthood to author Salman Rushdie, despite a sharp official complaint from the Pakistani government and bitter protests elsewhere in the Muslim world. But first, a story and some shameless name-dropping.
“No, you don’t understand, you have to come,” he said. I persisted. “No, you want to come. Trust me.” Before I could say anything in response, he went on: “Listen, I’m not supposed to tell you this, but Salman Rushdie is going to be there.” That changed everything. At the time, Rushdie was in deepest hiding, under threat of assassination. His novel “The Satanic Verses,” published five years earlier, had been deemed unforgivably blasphemous to Islam; Iran’s supreme leader, the Ayatollah Khomeini, had issued a fatwa sentencing Rushdie to death. I was being offered the chance to meet a man who stayed in the shadows. It turned out that the host lived just a couple of blocks from our house in Hampstead, a high-toned and expensive neighborhood. (We used to see Trudie Styler, better known as Mrs. Sting, at the neighborhood grocery store.) This was back when newspapers were flush and no one paid close attention to the details of foreign correspondents’ expense accounts. Now you’d need a receipt for an order of fish and chips. Anyway, on the appointed evening we strolled over and rang the bell. Two beefy men in ill-fitting suits lounged attentively in the living room. We were led through the house to a patio, where, at a table set for an alfresco supper, we found a London newspaper columnist of my acquaintance and his wife; our host (who did something for the BBC) and hostess (also BBC, I think); a wan and ethereal woman who was introduced as a poet and intellectual; and, in a merry mood, the most wanted man in the world. Salman Rushdie was clever and charming. He showed patience and uncommon good humor as we grilled him on his nomadic existence, which basically entailed moving from borrowed house to borrowed flat to borrowed cottage, always with a security detail in tow, never staying anywhere too long. Every journey of any length required cloak-and-dagger intrigue of the kind you might find in, say, a John le Carre novel. We hit on only two sore subjects. One was that despite expressions of solidarity from governments and other institutions throughout the West, there was only one airline that would allow Rushdie to fly on its planes. (He wouldn’t tell us, even off the record, the airline’s name.) The other source of bitterness was that while most British writers had been clear in supporting his right to free speech, a few, he believed, had temporized. He considered the prime offender to be none other than le Carre, whose real name is David Cornwell and who also happened to be a neighbor of ours—his city house, as opposed to the country house where he spent most of his time, was just across the way, and we had met him socially. So there we were, torn between literary lions. Le Carre’s position, as he later explained in a published letter, was that “like any decent person” he of course deplored Rushdie’s persecution, but that he also believed “there is no law in life or nature that says great religions may be insulted with impunity.” Leaving aside a pre-existing feud between the two authors (over a book review), le Carre makes a reasonable point about gratuitous insult. It’s basically the same point I made about those Danish cartoons that ridiculed the prophet Muhammad in a stunt whose only purpose was provocation.
The bard of espionage was wrong about Rushdie, though. “The Satanic Verses” is a true work of literature, meant to illuminate, not defile. I don’t happen to think it is Rushdie’s best novel. “Midnight’s Children,” written in Rushdie’s youth, is a flat-out masterpiece. Even had he never set down another word, the queen would have been right to say: Arise, Sir Salman.
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By fatima, June 26, 2007 at 7:36 am # I have heard that “Sometimes sober” Mr Hitchens has just written a book God is not great . He is dying for muslims to notice it and demonstrate . (remember we say God is great ALL Day long in our prayers . ) I hope the 60% illettrate People in Pakistan do not hear about it i hope so.
By fatima, June 25, 2007 at 1:13 pm # I m a Muslim and i wish the Muslims did not demonstrate . Let Mr Rushdie whatever he wanted to say . if you have a strong faith , no matter what others say about it , it would not change that. let them talk , let them criticize who cares . Demonstrating has made Mr Rushdie more popular and he has sold many more Books , even the Inuits know who salman Rushdie is .
By John Hanks, June 22, 2007 at 3:11 pm # Not all Muslims are stupid. To condemn this book is to market it. Besides, few books have that much power to persuade these days. Idolatry is foreign to any authentic relationship to G-d. This book was just another idol to get worked up about. Nothing should be imposed as “sacred”, since that is the surest way to court disrespect.
By Fadel Abdallah, June 22, 2007 at 8:37 am # Eugene Robinson: I beg to disagree with your approval of this good-for-nothing short-sighted queen knighting this bought out provocator Salman Rushdie. This is like adding new feul to a destructive fire that has already been extinguished. I also disgree with your praise for Salman’s work as good literature. I was trained in the tradition of literary criticism, and I find what your praise as just another piece of garbage, whose only value is drawn from the fact that it managed to hurt the sensetivities of one fifth of humanity. The standards of literary criticism must have fallen to their lowest level in the West when that stupid publisher decided to publish the Satanic Verses; they knew it will make money and that was its only merit. You know when the line between bigotry, deliberate provocation, libel and calculated evil vis-à-vis freedom of expression and lack of basic human sensitivity are blurred, then everything can go, including my coming to your house and hanging a piece of writing on the door day after day saying, ”Because you’re a Christian, a Jew, a Muslim or an atheist I am going to curse you and incite against you in the open market, because I believe in freedom of speech, and dare to try to stop me.” Civilized people throughout history have adhered to written or non-written laws against individual libel; then imagine what should be the judgment on someone who libels 1.3 billion Muslims or one fifth of humanity. What is not covered in the Rushdie story is that he he was a third rate writer hungry for fame and money who was paid handsomely and cheered for writing something defaming Islam. Salman at the time he wrote his pieces of garbage was married to a Zionist, I forgot her name and I am not sure whether she was an American Zionist or British Zionist. She was also a fifth rate writer, but rest assured she was doing a lot of cheer leading and co-wrote with him. However, I am glad after the scary situation he put himself and her through, she woke up to the reality and divorced him. Since then she disappeared and no one knows anything about her. If Salman did not like the religion he was born into, he could have easily and quietly converted to Judaism, Christianity, Hinduism or have become an atheist; no one would have noticed and no one would have been offended. But his case is one of ultimate treason, and we know that even in modern times and in the so-called civilized West people who are caught in an act of treason against their nation receive the most severe punishment, including the penalty of death in many countries. I am not an advocate of death for Salman. Actually, I believe that the most severe punishment for him is to have him live the rest of his live in fear and very insecure. Being knighted by this short-sighted and good-for-nothing queen is not going to bring peace and security to him; unless of course he moves to the royal palace where there is always heavy security. Salman’s story is indeed a tragic human failure of the highest proportions; the story of man’s falling so low for money, fame, and vainglorious show at any price possible. I feel sorry for him and for any one who sympathizes with his self-inflected wounds! Add Your Comment |
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