Greetings from the Abyss!

Politics. Politics. Oh, the wondrous taste of politics! Oh, the rampant lies, the deception, the endless debates over what was said, who said it and how it offends this group or that group. Every four years I find myself swimming in delicious delight as the little patients rip each other to shreds in full view of not only the Master but also we lower forms as well. My days as an apprentice demon never were so easy as you journeymen have it now. Why, a little poking, a little prodding, and your subjects easily do your bidding. In my day we had to get into their heads, we had to defeat them intellectually, now you just need to preoccupy them with a cause, offend them or sufficiently confuse the issues. Your beautiful success is warming the darkest recesses of the deepest Chasm’s here below and fanning the flames of hate, and to think, the debates have not even started.

Affectionately your ever-watchful Screwtape