Salman Rushdie –Chance Encounter at LAX


Salman Rushdie lived through the fatwa issued against him, only to be accosted by a fan at LAX. And not just any fan, but a Club Jenna director, D. Cypher. From his MySpace account:

I walked straight up to him and squatted next to him, smiling.
“Can I help you?”
“Has anyone ever told you that you bear a striking resemblance to Salman Rushdie?” I asked.
“Yes they have,” the dapper gentleman replied in a neat English accent. My pulse quickened.
“Are you Salman Rushdie?”
You could cut the air with a knife. I could have placed a much better cliche here, but you get the idea.
“Yes I am,” he said.

I didn’t ask for a picture or an autograph. I didn’t have to. Meeting him was more than enough. Sitting and exchanging words, one writer to another, just shooting the breeze waiting for a plane…was the best present I’ve ever gotten in my life. One look in my eyes and he had to have thought I was there to collect the bounty on his fatwa. I shifted gears and he was nice enough to answer a few burning questions for me.

We wonder if the burning questions included the availability of Mrs. Rushdie.