Being the procrastinator, I filled out all of my college registration paperwork really late one year, and ended up in housing in what was supposed to be the least desirable dorm on campus - the international suite. For a semester I was the only white guy in the building, and it was a really great experience.
My roommate was from UAE, and was a sharp guy, and a nice guy. Said no one native to their country worked or needed to, all the labor was imported. He didn't have any need to go to school, he wanted to for the challenge and the experience. So my contacts might not have been of average citizens.
Down the hall were two students from Iran. The girl was smart, sweet, very quiet. The guy was ok, but a lot of the anti-west rhetoric had soaked in. Not the religious bits, but that the rest of the world was conspiring to destroy them. And this was in the 80s.
I could never pronounce the roommate's name well enough to not have him correct me, so after about a day and a half we agreed that we'd just call each other "Mr Roommate". The beer in the fridge was always safe, I knew which direction Mecca was, and the only annoying thing was the occasional 3am phone call in Arabic. He spoke perfect English, except when he was out at a bar, when he'd not be able to communicate well and had to enlist the help of a local girl to translate for him. He was a funny guy.
Anyway, everyone in the dorm pretty much agreed that the Iranian guy was kinda nuts. Sample size of 1, but propaganda can soak into some people pretty well.