When I was in college, in the early/mid 1980s,
Louis Farrakahn came to give a speech. There was no discussion of not allowing him even to step foot on campus. Out of curiosity, I — a gay atheist — decided I would go. Unsurprisingly, I disagreed with everything he had to say, but I went nevertheless just to learn more about him.
I can’t help but think if Farrakahn were to be invited today, he wouldn’t be allowed on campus after marches and demonstrations.
But you know what? I survived, and lived to tell the tale. I didn’t need a safe space. I didn’t suffer from micro aggressions. I simply went to hear a speech, didn’t like it, and moved on.