As a single Icelandic woman, I think it's my obligation to read this book. I'm pretty liberal, like most of the people here, but I often find that I need to be careful in relations with unfamiliar foreigners. They tend to either get offended by my humor or lead on by my openness. I'd love to find out if I find a description of myself in that book, which is likely since my type is very common in Iceland. Independent, strong, liberal and last, but not least, very well aware of my own personal values. This may sound ambiguous, but it's really not if you look at it from our point of view. Icelandic women give themselves the same permissions as our men give themselves. If they get educated, we will get educated. If they get to vote, we will vote. If they get to run the country, we will run the country. If they get to have sex without considering themselves sluts, we will have sex without considering ourselves sluts. We are equal to our men, in every way possible. We still have some final pushing and demanding to do before it's as much in practice as in theory, but that's how it is. We demand, insist and we take it. If they don't like it, we will live just fine without them. That's how we've become one of the most liberal countries in the world when it comes to women's rights.
Now, I will not speak for people that are in committed relationships. I have committed myself several times in my life and I have never cheated so I speak as a single person. And as a single person, man or woman, I have needs and desires. Just as every other person on this planet. I'm allowed to date and I'm allowed to have sex with other people that I date. I'm also allowed, if I so chose and as gross as that may be to other people, to have one night stands with strangers. Men allow themselves to do that. So why shouldn't we? I mean, it's us they're ******* around with during such slut sessions. It takes two to tango, you know :-)
I know this book will raise hell in Iceland, it will insult many of us (well, many of my sisters). But I choose to just look at it as a documentation of Icelandic women, as seen from the eyes of a tourist, cruising around the nightlife of Reykjavík City. Yeah, been there. Done that. I know what he's looking at, so I won't object to his observation, whatever it may be (Just ordered the book, still need to read it). And while I'm curious to see his view, I still know that whatever he's describing, is only a fraction of the female population in Iceland, I have many friends that never go out and I know lots of people that love to go out but don't sleep around. I hope Icelandic women won't take this to personally, if you find yourself described in this book it's probably 'cos it may as well have been you. If not, then the dude isn't talking about you, he's talking about someone else.
P.s. I'm assuming, of course, that this is not fiction :-D