From the start, Choudary conducted himself with the cheery, arrogant imperviousness of someone who knows that he can say what he likes, however abhorrent, because he is protected by the supremely tolerant, culturally sensitive nation he plans to destroy. (Try appearing on TV in Riyadh and saying “Saudi Arabia belongs to Jesus” and see how you get on). Until the British Sharia state came to pass, the father of five was perfectly happy to claim up to £25,000 a year in infidel benefits for his east London household. Asked how he and his burka-clad wife could possibly justify living off the state, Choudary explained: “They give us the money but we attack their system. If I’m given wealth I will take it.”

More fool us. And Choudary did fool us, again and again, making Britain look gullible and weak when we needed to be ruthless in the defence of our way of life. As a solicitor, he took care to stay on the right side of what was legal. Involved in a series of terrorist-supporting organisations, the devious blighter should have been sent to the Tower for sedition. Or simply to protect the many malleable young Muslims who tragically found him inspiring instead of preposterous.