You're a goat farmer in the middle east. You know almost nothing of the outside world. Your father was a goat farmer, his father was a goat farmer, and your daughters will likely marry other goat farmers while your sons grow up to be goat farmers. Your world is goat farming, it's what you know and love.

One day you hear, on your shitty radio and/or television, that the Soviets are invading your country. You have a vague notion of what the Soviets are - not enough to know much about them, mind, but enough to know that they're bad news.

You hear about this man, Osama Bin Laden, who is being trained to fight against this foreign threat. Lo and behold he is successful and makes a number of headlines for his valiant fight against the Soviets. By god, this man's a national hero! So, a few years later, when this national hero who protected you and your family says that the west is evil, you take his word on it.

Hell, I mean, they've been staying here forever, armed to the teeth. Sometimes they even take away someone in your village for "questioning" and then you never see him again, they keep trying to change your way of life, they refuse to speak your language and want you to learn their's, and this national hero is yelling in your ear and saying that they're the enemy. I dunno, seems pretty right to me.

You people seriously lack perspective and understanding of what propaganda can do to uneducated populaces who don't have nearly the amount of resources that we do.

Of course, there was that incident where a bunch of Muslims banded together and raised money for the victims of terror attacks, but nobody talks about that because Islam can't be used for good, right?