Long ago, before 9/11, the Lindt siege, the rise of ISIS and so many other outrages against civilisation, G.K. Chesterton, Conan Doyle and Albert Camus warned not only of Islam’s predatory ambitions, but the complicity of the West’s eager fools and main-chancers.
In 1910, with Prussian militarism apparently the greatest looming threat to the British Empire and Western civilization, G. K. Chesterton published a novel, The Flying Inn, in which he argued the longest-lasting threat was Islam, and its attractiveness to a certain type of liberal mind. In the story, the jaded British upper-class and smart set are captivated by a fashionable, nuanced variety of Islam, headed by the urbane, silver-tongued Nietzschean nihilist Lord Ivywood (“I see the breaking of barriers; beyond that I see nothing”) and a strange little Turk, Misyra Ammon.