Dr. Tim Stanley, Historian or Doofus Extraordinaire ?

You decide.  This guy is a perfect example of why many of us should be wary of  "historians" and apprehensive about  how distorted with total untruths the  present events of the world will be written when people like this doofus has a doctorate in history, calls themselves historians and get to write books on "history" that future generations will read and take for the gospel truth.  How do we fight such suicidal scum like this excuse for a  man?  There must be many more like him lurking in the gutters waiting to spring up and sing for shariah the moment they think the time to lap at muzzie butts has arrived.

The comments section to the article has been closed.   This is  the first time I saw such a thing happening at The Telegraph.  

This is how he titled his tirade against the EDL:

Islam is way more English than the EDL.  

After whining and gossiping in the next few paragraphs, a lot like an overblown queen, about Tommy Robinson, the leader of the EDL ... he goes on to say:

Which brings me to the more contentious bit of the EDL's identity: its claim to represent "the English". The problem with this claim is that a hundred people will come up with a hundred ways of defining Englishness, and each with disagree violently with the other. To quote George Bernard Shaw: "It is impossible for an Englishman to open his mouth without making some other Englishman hate or despise him." This is a good thing by the way. Nations that are solidly cohesive can turn exclusivist and nasty; there's something of the Vichy about France's recent treatment of its Muslims and Roma.
So while football hooliganism, covering your car in St George's flags, wearing balaclavas and spending time in prison is one definition of Englishness, others do exist. The one I prefer is a little more "liberal", in the 19th century meaning of that word. Its the Englishness that was fascinated by the Orient, the Englishness  that saw Christians turn native in North Africa and India and lovingly translate the Koran and the tales of Arabian Nights for the mass market back home. Queen Victoria spent some of her last years harbouring a crush on her Muslim servant, Abdul Karim (a relationship the dear old Daily Mail calls "shockingly intimate"). It's an Englishness rooted in laws and values rather than race. Crucially, it flowered in the 1800s because that's when we had a lot more self-confidence as a nation: someone who is secure in their identity is at ease with exploring the imaginations of others. Today our meetings with foreign cultures are awkward precisely because we lack a solid sense of who we are. A lot of the fear shown towards Islam comes from the death of the Christian soul – we see a people who actually believe in something and we are intimidated........

.....By contrast, most Muslims cling on to values that were once definitively English and that we could do with rediscovering. Islam instructs its followers to cherish their families, to venerate women, to treat strangers kindly, to obey the law of any country they are in (yes, yes, it really does), and to give generously. One recent poll found that British Muslims donate more money to charity than any other religious group. Much is written about the need for Muslims to integrate better into English society, although I'm sure 99 per cent of them already do. But I hope they retain as much of their religious identity as possible – it is vastly superior to the materialist, secular mess that they're being compelled to become a part of.
I'm not one of those New Labour metropolitan types who wants to create a rainbow nation of hippies – I'm a cultural conservative, a Catholic chauvinist and a defender of everything worth venerating. But its precisely because I'm a traditionalist that I look at Islam and see much to admire – ordered, sensitive to the sacred, civilised – and then look at the British far Right and see much to loathe – ignorant about history, invariably irreligious, law-breaking, lacking in charity. Of course, I'll be labelled a snob for writing all of this. So, to reassure the critics, I rang up my father – the most working class Englishman I know – and asked him what he thought of the EDL. "Idiots", he said...........