The devil once said to his demons below, 
“Our work is progressing entirely too slow.  
God’s born–again people stand in our way, 
Since they do not believe in the show or the play.  
They teach that the carnival, circus and dance,  
The tavern and honky–tonk with game of chance; 
Drinking and smoking, these things are all wrong;  
That Christians don’t mix with the ungodly throng.  
They’re quick to condemn everything that we do  
To cause unbelievers to be not a few.  
They claim that these things are all of the devil; 
That Christian folk live on a much higher level.  
Now fellows, their theology, while perfectly true,  
Is blocking the work we’re trying to do.  
We’ll have to get busy and figure a plan  
That will change their standard as fast as we can.  
Now I have a vision of just what we can do,  
Hearken – and I’ll tell this deception to you;  
Then find me a wise but degenerate man  
Whom I can use, to help work this plan.  
There’s nothing so real as the thing that you see; 
The eyes and the mind and the heart will agree  
So what can be better than an object to view?  
I say, it will work and convince not a few.  
The home is the place for this sinful device;  
The people deceived will think it quite nice.  
The world will possess it, most Christians can’t tell 
That it’s all of the devil, and was plotted in hell.  
We’ll sell them with pictures of the latest news  
And while they’re still looking, we’ll advertise booze.  
At the soul–damning cigarette also they’ll look  
Until they forget what God said in His Book.  
At first it will shock them, they’ll seem in a daze,  
But soon they’ll be hardened and continue to gaze.  
We’ll give them some Gospel that isn’t too strong 
And a few sacred songs to string them along.  
They’ll take in the ads, with the latest of fashions 
And soon watch the shows that stir evil passions.  
Murder and love–making scenes they’ll behold  
Until their souls will be bitterly cold.  
The old family altar which once held such charm, 
Will soon lose its place without much alarm.  
Praying in secret will also be lost,  
As they look at the screen without counting the cost.  
The compromising preachers, who don’t take their stand,  
Will embrace this new vision and think it is grand.  
They’ll help fool the people and cause them to sin  
By seeking this evil and taking it in.  
Influence is great and this you can see;  
Just look at my fall and you’ll have to agree. 
It won’t take too long, my demons to tell  
That the vision of satan will populate hell.  
Divorce will increase, sex crimes will abound;  
Much innocent blood will be spilled on the ground.  
The home will be damned in short order, I say, 
When this vision of mine comes in to stay.  
Get busy, my cohorts, and put this thing out;  
We’ll see if the church can continue to shout.  
The Christian people that stand in our way  
Will soon hush their crying against show and play.  
We’ll cover the earth with devil–vision,  
Though we’ll camouflage it with the name Television.  
The people will think they’re getting a treat  
Till the antichrist comes and takes over his seat.  
He’ll then rule the world while viewers behold  
The face of the Beast, to whom it was sold.  
We’ll win through deception; this cannot fail,  
Though some born–again preachers against it will rail.  
PSALM 101:3