A lot of things can happen in an afternoon with Douglas Murray. You could laugh, you could cry, you could self analyse to the point of personal torment, or you could see who has a more firm grasp of a pint of ale after the first six.

In reading Islamophilia, Murray's new book published by EMBooks, you're more than likely to experience the first three of the above, and want to bury yourself in the latter as solace. In just 80 short pages, Murray makes short shrift of the almost ceaseless, daily accusations of "Islamophobia" that we encounter in our politics and culture in the West, and analyses which is of greater consequence and concern: Islamophobia, or Islamophilia?

Quickly you'll find yourself turning the pages of this e-tome (the book is only available in electronic copy) and relinquish to guffaws and disdainful confusion. Islamophilia, Murray argues, grips even the most ardent secularists and critical writers alive today. He lashes out at Martin Amis, Richard Dawkins, and horrifically for the inner child in all of us: Lego.

And quite rightly, too. The resistance to criticising Islam or Islamism, as British artist Grayson Perry said, or fear of having one's throat cut, or because a British university was concerned about an "Islamophobic fruit" is altogether unnatural, and amounts to a level of reverence that is never, and should never, be mindlessly applied to any religion or doctrine.

This kowtowing, Murray details, is not limited to minor incidents, or petty individuals, but extends through the highest ranks of Western society. Tony Blair, David Cameron, Gen. John Allen, Simon Hughes MP and others are shown up for their swooning praise for Islam and its prophet.

With a particular focus on 'The Literati', Murray effectively eviscerates the notion that in the West, we are intrinsically 'Islamophobic' and provides and crucial dissection of how this term is often used farcically, even displaying how Islam's greatest (worst?) propagandists are labeled as Islamophobes simply for daring to broach the subject.

In eighty pages, you will laugh, cry, self-analyse and inevitably end up in need of a stiff drink. What you can also be sure of however, is that you'll want more. And that can be the only criticism, For while the medicine may be grotesque, the portion is a tad too small.

You can buy Islamophilia from EMBooks, or from Amazon UK, Amazon US, or Kobo