My Friend the Fanatic: Travels With an Indonesian IslamistIn October 2002, Sadanand Dhume found himself in a place most foreigners were trying to fleeBali. Powerful explosions the previous night had ripped through two tourist nightclubs, killing more than 200 people. That evening he visited all that remained of the Sari Clubpiles of ash, twisted girders, blackened beer bottles, and the stench of charred wood and petrol. Amidst the desultory crackle of police walkie talkies, he wondered about the future of a