Satan, not to be confused with Santa, has been in the news lately. Many political prognosticators were taken aback by Sam Smith’s performance decked out in deviled red. Now, I don’t know who Sam Smith is, what he looks like, what he sounds like, or who he appeals to. For a brief moment, I thought he was Stan Smith, the tennis player of footwear fame. But alas, some things are too good to be true.
But many Christian commentators remarked on the eerie hallmarks of Smith, he was wearing red, after all. This was a clear sign of possessing a luciferian fashion sense. Maybe. Or maybe he was going to wear a suit before having his limo driver stop at Party City.
Let’s play this out. If I were the devil, would I dress exactly like the devil? Give me a little more credit than that. We’re talking about a fallen angel, yes, but surely an endlessly creative one. I’m no expert in the dark arts, but doesn’t it make sense that if El Diablo would dare to show his face on earth he might opt for something with a bluish hue? Red is expected and overdone. One thing you can say about the devil is, he loves surprises. But does he love the Grammys? That I find difficult to believe.
He might not even be in America, given everything else in the world. Those many unapologetic exceptionalists shudder at the thought of Satan residing somewhere outside the continental United States.
Good luck finding him. Try reading the news. Or if you're in New Jersey, attend a hockey game. The playoffs are about to start.
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