Sir Salman Rushdie, as he then wasn't, always openly and virulently hated Britain, the country that he had chosen and which spent a fortune on providing him with ostentatious security of highly questionable necessity.
Rushdie ended up as pretty much the only person in the world keeping up the idea that the fatwa against him was still a genuine threat, regularly doing so live on BBC Two late at night, not to mention about the bars and restaurants favoured by the London literati. Who'd have thought to look for him there, eh?
His antics are more than recalled by the frequent terror scares of the present age. So it comes as no surprise that he is now at the centre of such a scare of his own. We know what all publicity is, don't we, Sir Salman?
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