Again the road accident that is Slice TV. I watched until 2 am last night. During that fitful period trying to pack in eight hours of restorative sleep in half the time, it occurred to me how easy it would be to disseminate anti-Western propaganda to the East. I’d gloss over any ontological differences, whip through the Crusades and the Dardanelles dust up like they never happened. I wouldn’t even bring up Salman Rushdie. Instead, I’d plunk my impressionable charges in front of an 84″ plasma screen and subject them to a marathon of The Real Housewives of Orange County.