Robert Spencer Poisoned After Giving Anti-Jihad Speech in Iceland
After I spoke last Thursday in the beautiful nation of Iceland, a Leftist in Reykjavik poisoned me.
Perhaps I should have seen it coming. The international Left has rejected free speech, and has embraced violence as a suitable response to speech contradicting its narrative.
My visit triggered a firestorm of abuse in the Icelandic press, all of which was based on American Leftist talking points. Every story about my visit used the same elements. For example, that the Southern Poverty Law Center claims I purvey “hate speech,” which is a subjective judgment used to shut down dissent from the establishment line. Or the fact that I am banned from Britain, with no mention of the key detail: I was banned for saying that Islam has doctrines of violence. (Ironically, Britain has no problem allowing foreign Muslim dignitaries who happen to agree with me to enter.)
Of course, local media also pilloried me for the “crime” of supporting Israel.
Perhaps most absurd of all, Icelandic media published the false claim that I incited the Norwegian mass murderer Anders Breivik to kill. (Sigh. In a world of logical thinking, I’m as responsible for Breivik as the Beatles are for Charles Manson.) After the event, one article even featured a large photo of Breivik, yet it quoted nary a thing I said that evening.
Not one Icelandic media outlet contacted me for comment, much less for rebuttal to the charges they made against me.
These stories were clearly intended to shame people into avoiding my lecture, and the tactic worked on Iceland’s politicians -- none attended. However, 500 brave Icelanders did come to Reykjavik’s Grand Hotel to hear me and my Jihad Watch colleague Christine Williams, a staggeringly large number in a country of 300,000 people.
Of course, the Icelandic media gave the 50 protesters outside far more extensive and respectful coverage than was given to anything that happened inside. One station aired an interview with me in which the interviewer refused to believe that I did not feel responsible for the Breivik murders, asking me about them again and again. Articles after the event included quotes from the protesters, but none included even a single quotation or description of anything we had actually said.
Clearly, jihad is a subject that Icelandic politicians and opinion-makers do not want Icelanders to discuss.
And that’s all the more reason why it must be discussed.
After the event, my security chief, the organizers of the event, Ms. Williams, and I went to a local restaurant to celebrate its success. But I was quickly recognized: a young Icelander called me by name, shook my hand, and said he was a big fan. Shortly after that, another citizen of that famously courteous land likewise called me by my name, shook my hand, and said “f*** you.”