September 29, 2006

Redeker : "I am now in a catastrophic personal situation."

Michelle posts an email written by Robert Redeker in the wake of the publication of his article on Islam in Le Figaro:

I am now in a catastrophic personal situation. Several death threats have been sent to me, and I have been sentenced to death by organizations of the al-Qaeda movement. [...] On the websites condemning me to death there is a map showing how to get to my house to kill me, they have my photo, the places where I work, the telephone numbers, and the death fatwa. [...] There is no safe place for me, I have to beg, two evenings here, two evenings there. [...] I am under the constant protection of the police. I must cancel all scheduled conferences. And the authorities urge me to keep moving. [...] All costs are at my own expense, including those of rents a month or two ahead, the costs of moving twice, legal expenses, etc.

It's quite sad. I exercised my constitutional rights, and I am punished for it, even in the territory of the Republic. This affair is also an attack against national sovereignty – foreign rules, decided by criminally minded fanatics, punish me for having exercised a constitutional right, and I am subjected, even in France, to great injury.

This is the state of our world, now. One writer, one politician, one artist after another has to go into hiding, while those who threaten him walk the streets. It's long since time the authorities started dealing with death threats against writers, artists and politicians with extreme prejudice. How many politicians, writers and artists have the courage to die for their beliefs? Few, I fear. After all, why cause trouble for oneself when there are parties to go to and less "troublesome" topics to explore? It's not at all inconceivable to envision a situation in which one speaker after another learns to keep his big mouth shut, one after another until all the dissenters are silent, either by choice or by force.

If we continue down that path, the one sound we will be left with will be the muezzin calling us all to our daily prayers.

Every submission emboldens our enemies. We stop this pretty damn soon, or everything we know ends. If you don't draw the line here, where do we draw it? Okay, no more movies. Okay, no more cartoons. Okay, no more articles. This isn't some story in a book or a movie. This is real, folks.

It don't know about you, but this bull$h!+ makes me want to speak out more, while I still can. When they come get me, at least I'll die on my feet.

By Ragnar Danneskjold, Typical Bitter Gun-Clinger at 01:46 PM | Comments |