| FEATURERushdie Returns to Columbia“Everyone lives inside his own picture of the world. It 
              felt like someone had smashed mine.”
               
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                | PHOTOS: EILEEN BARROSO |   
                |  |  On March 22, Salman Rushdie returned to the Columbia campus 
              to participate in a discussion hosted by President Lee C. Bollinger 
              before a capacity crowd in Altschul Auditorium. The interview was 
              one of the featured events in the month-long Humanities Festival 
              that accompanied the staging of Rushdie’s Midnight’s 
              Children by the Royal Shakespeare Company at the Apollo Theater, 
              a production that Columbia co-produced. It was Rushdie’s first appearance at Columbia since December 
              11, 1991, when he briefly emerged from hiding to attend a ceremony 
              in Low Library honoring the First Amendment and the late Supreme 
              Court Justice William Brennan. Rushdie had been forced underground 
              after the Ayatollah Khomeini issued a death order following the 
              publication of Rushdie’s novel, The Satanic Verses, in 1988. 
              Although the Ayatollah died in 1989, the fatwa remained in effect 
              until it was finally lifted by the Iranian government in 1998. In 
              welcoming Rushdie back to the campus, Bollinger noted that in his 
              1991 remarks, Rushdie said, “Free speech is the whole ballgame. 
              It is life itself,” and centered the discussion on the importance 
              of free speech. During their talk, Rushdie reflected on his years 
              in hiding and the fundamental value of free speech:  “It was an amazing thing coming to Columbia at that time. 
              It was a very bad time, the worst time, actually. Until that moment, 
              I hadn’t really been able to fight back. I had been kept, 
              against my will, out of the public eye. But at that point, I did 
              begin a kind of political, intellectual fight back.” “Everyone got very excited. The police had me in the middle 
              of an 11-car motorcade. All the cars were black except mine, which 
              was a white armored vehicle. It was like a neon sign. There was 
              a police lieutenant who was in charge whom I called Lt. Bob. I said 
              to him, ‘This is a lot.’ He replied, ‘It’s 
              what we do for Arafat.’” 
               
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                | PHOTOS: EILEEN BARROSO |   
                |  |   “I was in a depressed state of mind. Everyone had a point 
              of view about me, and many of those views were negative even though 
              these people had never met me. People get tired of saying, ‘Poor 
              guy, he’s in danger.’ They look for another angle, and 
              it’s, ‘What did he do?’ It was horrifying to have 
              my character questioned, my writing torn apart.” “Everyone lives inside his own picture of the world. It felt 
              like someone had smashed mine. I had to start to put it back together.” “I was obliged to learn about free speech by the process 
              of someone trying to take mine away. I suddenly became very conscious 
              of something I had always taken for granted. It is like oxygen. 
              You don’t notice it until it is taken away.” “We are unique in that we are the only story-telling animals. 
              We define ourselves by telling our stories. We are people who exist 
              in stories and by stories. That’s why I consider free speech 
              a human value and not a culture-specific value.” “Ideas don’t cease to exist because we suppress them. 
              They are still there.” “Democracy, freedom, art, literature — these are not 
              tea parties. These are turbulent, brawling, argumentative things. 
              But without that turbulence, in a calm sea, nothing happens. Let’s 
              have the storm.”  |