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Let me briefly address [[sexual ]] harassment for a [[moment]]. Of course I am opposed to it, but let's be frank. Say I am passionately attached, in [[love]], or whatever, to [[another ]] [[human ]] [[being ]] and I declare my love, my [[passion ]] for him or her. There is always something shocking, violent in it. This may sound like a [[joke]], but it isn't — you cannot do the [[game ]] of [[erotic ]] [[seduction ]] in politically correct [[terms]]. There is a moment of [[violence]], when you say: 'I love you, I [[want ]] you.' In no way can you bypass this violent aspect. So I even [[think ]] that the [[fear ]] of sexual harassment in a way includes this aspect, a fear of a too violent, too open [[encounter ]] with another human being.Another [[thing ]] that bothers me [[about ]] this [[multiculturalism ]] is when [[people ]] ask me: 'How can you be sure that you are not a racist?' My answer is that there is only one way. If I can [[exchange ]] insults, brutal [[jokes]], dirty jokes, with a member of a different [[race ]] and we both [[know ]] it's not meant in a racist way. If, on the [[other ]] hand, we play this politically correct game — 'Oh, I respect you, how interesting your customs are' — this is inverted [[racism]], and it is disgusting.In the Yugoslav [[army ]] where we were all of mixed nationalities, how did I become friends with Albanians? When we started to exchange obscenities, sexual innuendo, jokes. This is why this politically correct respect is just, as [[Freud ]] put it, 'zielgehemmt'. You still have the [[aggression ]] towards the other.For me there is one measure of [[true ]] love: you can insult the other. Like in that horrible [[German ]] [[comedy ]] [[film ]] from 1943 where Marika Röck treats her fiancé very brutally. This fiancé is a rich, important person, so her [[father ]] asks her why are you treating him like that. And she gives the [[right ]] answer. She says: 'But I love him, and since I love him, I can do with him whatever I want.' That's the [[truth ]] of it. If there is true love, you can say horrible things and anything goes.When multiculturalists tell you to respect the [[others]], I always have this [[uncanny ]] [[association ]] that this is dangerously close to how we treat our [[children]]: the [[idea ]] that we should respect [[them]], even when we know that what they believe is not true. We should not destroy their illusions. No, I think that others deserve better — not to be treated like children.<ref>[[The One Measure of True Love Is: You Can Insult the Other]]</ref>