To my fallen angels Beelzebub, Lucifer and Leviathan, princes of Hell's
demons, and to my minions, lackeys, toadies and sycophants in America:

As you know, the new year usually finds me quite despondent, as the
Prince of Peace's influence waxes most atrociously around his birthday.
But this year I am in fine spirits, nay, let me even declare myself
absolutely giddy, for the destruction of the United States of America
draws ever nearer.

Though my minions have long sown festering seeds of hate and disharmony
in that now-benighted land, only recently have my favored weapons of
destruction--leverage, debt, half-truths and endless, preening
justifications for self-aggrandizement, greed, sloth, lust, pride, envy,
anger and gluttony--have been unleashed to worm their way into the
stricken heart of that Republic.

My most treasured hopes of destitution and conflict in the U.S.A. are
nearing fruition.

First, my minions in the Federal Reserve--such loyal servants!--and the
Federal government have continued to flood the land with leverage and
debt, spreading the seeds of destruction under the false guise of
prosperity. What a delicious irony, that the fools doomed to eternal
damnation in my Empire believe themselves prosperous as they absorb the
poison of exponentially rising leverage, debt and phantom collateral.

They have made a mockery of the rule of law, openly flouting "no one is
above the law" by letting financial crimes go not just unpunished but
rewarded. There are two sets of laws and two sets of books now firmly in
place, one for the financial Elites and their political toadies, and
another one for the tax donkeys beneath them. This blatant injustice
that roams the land like a foul, slobbering beast will eventually ignite
the firestorm I seek.

American extravagance has surpassed even my highest expectations, as
purveyors of luxury goods reap record profits, and the childish desire
for instant gratification has become the unspoken ruler of the land.
Convenience is now worshipped as a god, sitting triumphant beside
entitlement, greed and willful ignorance.

Convenience is, as you all know, the name of a peculiarly slick slide
into Hell.

One of my favorite sins, gluttony, is running amok, with half of the
people groaning under their own weight, sickened and weakened. My loyal
minions in the fast-food and packaged food industries have followed my
plans to perfection, and my lackeys in the marketing and media have
fueled the instant gratification and ignorance which insidiously
undermine even the greatest empires.

Pride--oh, how the Americans excel at hubris and pride! The Federal
Reserve chair, bless her doomed soul, has declared herself confident
about an economy that is nothing but a confidence game. Oh, what joy to
hear her lies spoken with such confidence!

The mere thought of the word greed cause me to chuckle delightedly, as
the U.S. excels as a haven for greed without bounds, a greed so
boundless that the entire universe would be insufficient to satisfy its
bankers, hedge fund managers, high-frequency traders, Imperial factotums
and politicians. How happy I am to see their greed grease their way into
Hell.

I feel like dancing a jig when I hear the unbridled sense of entitlement
which has poisoned the American spirit. Cloaking their greed and avarice
with rationalizations--"I was promised," "It's my right," "I deserve
it"--brings them closer to me and my Domain with every bleated plea for
more, more, more. It is wondrous indeed how my secret invention, "free
money," debilitates once-independent souls, and places them on a one-way
street to servitude.

Anger is now overflowing everywhere, building my empire with every
thoughtless word. Politicians rage against each other, the people rage
against the politicians, and behind the scenes my servants in the
political action committees feed the anger with billions of dollars in
campaign donations. How amusing to see the politicos lay claim to noble
ideals even as they scramble on their knees to collect the millions
tossed at their feet to do my bidding.

Oh yes, my bidding, for their greed, pride and anger are my bidding. By
all means, politicians, do my work: give tax breaks to the
ultra-wealthy, let financial crimes go unpunished, allow the financial
Elites' looting to go unhindered, transfer the wealth earned by the
citizens' sweat to the Central State's financial Elites when their
trillion-dollar bets go bad--fuel the anger which will tear you from
power, and tear the country apart.

I laughed with glee a few years ago when One Beholden To Me announced
that he was doing "God's work"--how I love twisting together irony and
lies! He fooled no one, of course, for even the most deluded souls know
he is doing My Work, not the Lord's, but they are too distracted by
games and ginned-up contests to care. Nothing has changed since the
corrupt system tasted a whiff of what lies ahead in 2008; oh, how
deliciously the lies and the debts are piling ever higher!

Not caring is doing my work, too, of course; in fact, it one of my
favorite tools.

The nation bled itself for a decade with unwinnable wars, sacrificing
its best youth on the altar of endless war--how can I not rejoice at
this orgy of death, destruction and sowing of hate? The feeble liars at
the nation's helm print endless sums to fund war and to prop up vile
tyrants, but offer nothing for libraries or literacy or the curing of
malaria. How can I not rejoice at a nation which finds trillions for war
and next to nothing to fight the diseases of the poor residents of
former colonies, including that Prince of Disease, ignorance.

As for sloth--that millions are being paid to sit around watching
television instead of being productive creates the perfect breeding
ground for resentment, malice and envy. How perfect to pay people to sit
at home and rot away, with only their discontent and despair for
company.

As you know all too well, idle hands end up doing my piecework for free.
It was almost beyond my dreams to find the nation's wealth and politics
so dominated by a tiny handful of wealthy financial plutocrats--they are
doing my bidding without hindrance, though I see by their troubled sleep
that they know where their greed and rationalizations are taking them.
To channel the nation's wealth to a few hands--what better way to
nurture envy and anger?

If ignorance were treasure, the American political class must be
declared wealthier than Midas, for its ignorance has reached a pinnacle
I can truly admire. Ensnared by their lust for power, blinded by their
greed for fame and perquisites, they look no further than the next
election cycle, dooming their nation to division, disharmony and the
desolation of permanent conflict over the dwindling productive assets of
this once-great nation.

The people cry out to be saved by the government, as if it was a Savior
instead of a vast combine chewing through the wealth of the nation,
"investing" it in corruption, parasitic financial Elites, military
misadventures, Homeland "Security"--ha, isn't that a jewel, as the
nation withers from within--and the steady, unyielding oppression of the
remaining productive members of society.

When the people cheer "We're number One," I cheer with them, for pride
goeth before a fall. When they believe the half-truths, the illusions,
the mispresentations, the misdirections and yes, the outright lies of
the ruling class repeated by their toadies in the media, I can no longer
restrain my delight, for lies and half-truths are my favored weapons of
destruction. The leaders are themselves leaderless, blank, hollowed-out
souls doing the bidding of their parasitic masters, focused only on
keeping the corrupt and venal status quo together for a few more months,
never looking out ten years.

Their worship of greed and self-aggandizement is worship of Me, and
their frantic efforts to prop up pseudo-democracy and pseudo-free
markets serve Me most effectively.

I delight in shortsightedness, an abject fear of change and
transformation, the clinging to failure and pride, and the refusal to
face reality.

For the U.S.A. is now an Empire of Debt and Lies, its fraudulent
financial system built on misrepresentations of risk and value, and its
"economy of confidence" a con game based on illusory wealth, parasitic
skimming, government gaming and tax donkeys paying for their Financial
Masters' idiotic mistakes.

This adolescent desire to believe the lies, because in believing the
lies then nothing need change--this might be my most powerful
destructive tool.
A hunger for fantasy and illusion, a fear of adaptation, a childish
demand for instant gratification--these are forces I can rely on to lead
the once-great country to absolute ruin.

And here is the beautifully evil part, my minions--no external enemy is
required.The Americans are destroying themselves with their reliance on
leverage, debt, denial, half-truths and overflowing servings of the
Seven Deadly Sins, all of which they have elevated to "assets" in their
hopelessly twisted values. To be supremely unproductive, a churner of
lies and financial trickery, is now the most rewarded and admired state
in America.

The spiritual rot is now so deep and pervasive that the people no longer
even recognize the decay --they have been lulled into a false belief
that this culture of fraud, embezzlement, manipulations, propaganda and
parasitic financial Elites has always held sway. This is precisely how a
people act when they have lost their way, spiritually and morally: they
elevate sins to virtues, and forget the lessons of their past.

And of course everyone claiming that there is no spiritual vacuum
sucking the nation dry, that the status quo is simply "business as
usual"--they are doing my work, too, for habituating to all that is
corrupt and reprehensible, all that is lacking in integrity and honesty,
this is doing my work most admirably.

Americans no longer hate me, they hate sacrifice and honest
introspection, with a passion that enlivens my enthusiasm for their
self-destruction.

How can I not be pleased this New Year? At long last, the destruction of
the United States by its own citizens is close at hand. Give me two
years, minions, no more than four, and I shall insure they will finally
begin reaping what they have sown.

Ignorance, my poor dear Americans, will not save you, nor will your
ceaseless pathetic bleatings of excuses, justifications and
rationalizations save you from the rank harvest of what you have so
assiduously sown for the past five years. Indeed, your excuses and
rationalizations push My poisoned blade deeper into your nation's heart
with every lie, every excuse, every frantic justification for your own
entitlement.

I await 2014 with high expectations, so crack on, My minions; our goal
is within reach.

Most sincerely yours,
Satan

On 2/17/2014 6:36 PM, Satan wrote:
To my fallen angels Beelzebub, Lucifer and Leviathan, princes of Hell's
demons, and to my minions, lackeys, toadies and sycophants in America:

As you know, the new year usually finds me quite despondent, as the
Prince of Peace's influence waxes most atrociously around his birthday.
But this year I am in fine spirits, nay, let me even declare myself
absolutely giddy, for the destruction of the United States of America
draws ever nearer.
SM: I can see that.


Though my minions have long sown festering seeds of hate and disharmony
in that now-benighted land, only recently have my favored weapons of
destruction--leverage, debt, half-truths and endless, preening
justifications for self-aggrandizement, greed, sloth, lust, pride, envy,
anger and gluttony--have been unleashed to worm their way into the
stricken heart of that Republic.
SM: Nothing like fomenting evil.


My most treasured hopes of destitution and conflict in the U.S.A. are
nearing fruition.
SM: Oh, bomb, muh! Oh, bomb, muh!



First, my minions in the Federal Reserve--such loyal servants!--and the
Federal government have continued to flood the land with leverage and
debt, spreading the seeds of destruction under the false guise of
prosperity. What a delicious irony, that the fools doomed to eternal
damnation in my Empire believe themselves prosperous as they absorb the
poison of exponentially rising leverage, debt and phantom collateral.

SM: Hey, just print more!


They have made a mockery of the rule of law, openly flouting "no one is
above the law" by letting financial crimes go not just unpunished but
rewarded.

SM: Sure, wealth is to accumulate, right? And what's wealth if you can't
have a private jet and a $12,000 dress to wear just once?

There are two sets of laws and two sets of books now firmly in
place, one for the financial Elites and their political toadies, and
another one for the tax donkeys beneath them. This blatant injustice
that roams the land like a foul, slobbering beast will eventually ignite
the firestorm I seek.
SM: And all the while, your finest servant will preach about wealth
inequality.


American extravagance has surpassed even my highest expectations, as
purveyors of luxury goods reap record profits, and the childish desire
for instant gratification has become the unspoken ruler of the land.
Convenience is now worshipped as a god, sitting triumphant beside
entitlement, greed and willful ignorance.
SM: Credit cards are so, so useful to the devil.


Convenience is, as you all know, the name of a peculiarly slick slide
into Hell.

One of my favorite sins, gluttony, is running amok, with half of the
people groaning under their own weight, sickened and weakened. My loyal
minions in the fast-food and packaged food industries have followed my
plans to perfection, and my lackeys in the marketing and media have
fueled the instant gratification and ignorance which insidiously
undermine even the greatest empires.
SM: And just take your credit card to McDonalds drive through, have
your gas pumped at the full serve, and then take the mart cart into
Walmart.


Pride--oh, how the Americans excel at hubris and pride! The Federal
Reserve chair, bless her doomed soul, has declared herself confident
about an economy that is nothing but a confidence game. Oh, what joy to
hear her lies spoken with such confidence!
SM: While the masses lose their job due to regulations, the government
continues to tout the job creation and recovery. The sweet smell of lies
must flow down to the pits.



The mere thought of the word greed cause me to chuckle delightedly, as
the U.S. excels as a haven for greed without bounds, a greed so
boundless that the entire universe would be insufficient to satisfy its
bankers, hedge fund managers, high-frequency traders, Imperial factotums
and politicians. How happy I am to see their greed grease their way into
Hell.

I feel like dancing a jig when I hear the unbridled sense of entitlement
which has poisoned the American spirit. Cloaking their greed and avarice
with rationalizations--"I was promised," "It's my right," "I deserve
it"--brings them closer to me and my Domain with every bleated plea for
more, more, more. It is wondrous indeed how my secret invention, "free
money," debilitates once-independent souls, and places them on a one-way
street to servitude.
SM: Brought to you by the entitlement mentality. Flames fanned by the left.


Anger is now overflowing everywhere, building my empire with every
thoughtless word. Politicians rage against each other, the people rage
against the politicians, and behind the scenes my servants in the
political action committees feed the anger with billions of dollars in
campaign donations. How amusing to see the politicos lay claim to noble
ideals even as they scramble on their knees to collect the millions
tossed at their feet to do my bidding.
SM: And it's the fault of the wealthy who didn't pay their fair share.



Oh yes, my bidding, for their greed, pride and anger are my bidding. By
all means, politicians, do my work: give tax breaks to the
ultra-wealthy, let financial crimes go unpunished, allow the financial
Elites' looting to go unhindered, transfer the wealth earned by the
citizens' sweat to the Central State's financial Elites when their
trillion-dollar bets go bad--fuel the anger which will tear you from
power, and tear the country apart.

I laughed with glee a few years ago when One Beholden To Me announced
that he was doing "God's work"--how I love twisting together irony and
lies! He fooled no one, of course, for even the most deluded souls know
he is doing My Work, not the Lord's, but they are too distracted by
games and ginned-up contests to care. Nothing has changed since the
corrupt system tasted a whiff of what lies ahead in 2008; oh, how
deliciously the lies and the debts are piling ever higher!
SM: And the lies build on lies.


Not caring is doing my work, too, of course; in fact, it one of my
favorite tools.
SM: Who gives a crap?


The nation bled itself for a decade with unwinnable wars, sacrificing
its best youth on the altar of endless war--how can I not rejoice at
this orgy of death, destruction and sowing of hate? The feeble liars at
the nation's helm print endless sums to fund war and to prop up vile
tyrants, but offer nothing for libraries or literacy or the curing of
malaria. How can I not rejoice at a nation which finds trillions for war
and next to nothing to fight the diseases of the poor residents of
former colonies, including that Prince of Disease, ignorance.

SM: Long as you're illegal or Mussie, plenty of money for you.


As for sloth--that millions are being paid to sit around watching
television instead of being productive creates the perfect breeding
ground for resentment, malice and envy. How perfect to pay people to sit
at home and rot away, with only their discontent and despair for
company.
SM: And then tease them with free medical care, and promise of
medications to cure thier depression with out having to return to work.


As you know all too well, idle hands end up doing my piecework for free.
It was almost beyond my dreams to find the nation's wealth and politics
so dominated by a tiny handful of wealthy financial plutocrats--they are
doing my bidding without hindrance, though I see by their troubled sleep
that they know where their greed and rationalizations are taking them.
To channel the nation's wealth to a few hands--what better way to
nurture envy and anger?

SM: And to cause the poor to clamor for more laws to punish the rich
rather than lighten the laws so they can return to work.


If ignorance were treasure, the American political class must be
declared wealthier than Midas, for its ignorance has reached a pinnacle
I can truly admire. Ensnared by their lust for power, blinded by their
greed for fame and perquisites, they look no further than the next
election cycle, dooming their nation to division, disharmony and the
desolation of permanent conflict over the dwindling productive assets of
this once-great nation.
SM: I didn't know that?


The people cry out to be saved by the government, as if it was a Savior
instead of a vast combine chewing through the wealth of the nation,
"investing" it in corruption, parasitic financial Elites, military
misadventures, Homeland "Security"--ha, isn't that a jewel, as the
nation withers from within--and the steady, unyielding oppression of the
remaining productive members of society.

SM: And they clamor "do something" when each something is worse.


When the people cheer "We're number One," I cheer with them, for pride
goeth before a fall. When they believe the half-truths, the illusions,
the mispresentations, the misdirections and yes, the outright lies of
the ruling class repeated by their toadies in the media, I can no longer
restrain my delight, for lies and half-truths are my favored weapons of
destruction. The leaders are themselves leaderless, blank, hollowed-out
souls doing the bidding of their parasitic masters, focused only on
keeping the corrupt and venal status quo together for a few more months,
never looking out ten years.
SM: Who cares about anything past the next election? And who cares about
elections, now that Diebold decides. You vote, we decide.


Their worship of greed and self-aggandizement is worship of Me, and
their frantic efforts to prop up pseudo-democracy and pseudo-free
markets serve Me most effectively.

I delight in shortsightedness, an abject fear of change and
transformation, the clinging to failure and pride, and the refusal to
face reality.

For the U.S.A. is now an Empire of Debt and Lies, its fraudulent
financial system built on misrepresentations of risk and value, and its
"economy of confidence" a con game based on illusory wealth, parasitic
skimming, government gaming and tax donkeys paying for their Financial
Masters' idiotic mistakes.

This adolescent desire to believe the lies, because in believing the
lies then nothing need change--this might be my most powerful
destructive tool.
A hunger for fantasy and illusion, a fear of adaptation, a childish
demand for instant gratification--these are forces I can rely on to lead
the once-great country to absolute ruin.

And here is the beautifully evil part, my minions--no external enemy is
required.The Americans are destroying themselves with their reliance on
leverage, debt, denial, half-truths and overflowing servings of the
Seven Deadly Sins, all of which they have elevated to "assets" in their
hopelessly twisted values. To be supremely unproductive, a churner of
lies and financial trickery, is now the most rewarded and admired state
in America.

The spiritual rot is now so deep and pervasive that the people no longer
even recognize the decay --they have been lulled into a false belief
that this culture of fraud, embezzlement, manipulations, propaganda and
parasitic financial Elites has always held sway. This is precisely how a
people act when they have lost their way, spiritually and morally: they
elevate sins to virtues, and forget the lessons of their past.

SM: Oh, bomb, uh. Oh, bomb, uh.


And of course everyone claiming that there is no spiritual vacuum
sucking the nation dry, that the status quo is simply "business as
usual"--they are doing my work, too, for habituating to all that is
corrupt and reprehensible, all that is lacking in integrity and honesty,
this is doing my work most admirably.

Americans no longer hate me, they hate sacrifice and honest
introspection, with a passion that enlivens my enthusiasm for their
self-destruction.

How can I not be pleased this New Year? At long last, the destruction of
the United States by its own citizens is close at hand. Give me two
years, minions, no more than four, and I shall insure they will finally
begin reaping what they have sown.

Ignorance, my poor dear Americans, will not save you, nor will your
ceaseless pathetic bleatings of excuses, justifications and
rationalizations save you from the rank harvest of what you have so
assiduously sown for the past five years. Indeed, your excuses and
rationalizations push My poisoned blade deeper into your nation's heart
with every lie, every excuse, every frantic justification for your own
entitlement.

I await 2014 with high expectations, so crack on, My minions; our goal
is within reach.

Most sincerely yours,
Satan

SM: Looks like one day soon, you get your wish.

--
..
Christopher A. Young
Learn about Jesus
www.lds.org
..

At least give credit where it's due:

http://www.oftwominds.com/blogdec10/...tter12-10.html

On Monday, February 17, 2014 6:38:27 PM UTC-6, Stormin Mormon wrote:

It took a person like you to respond to such drivel...shame on you!

On Monday, February 17, 2014 8:47:37 PM UTC-6, Stormin Mormon wrote:
On 2/17/2014 9:34 PM, Bob_Villa wrote:

On Monday, February 17, 2014 6:38:27 PM UTC-6, Stormin Mormon wrote:


I can read your mind! http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/...ach/bubble.jpg

On 2/17/2014 5:36 PM, Satan wrote:
To my fallen angels Beelzebub, Lucifer and Leviathan, princes of
Hell's demons, and to my minions, lackeys, toadies and sycophants in
America:

You are describing some of my neighbors, how do you know them? o_O

TDD