Does anyone even watch the Grammys anymore?

Once a year, the music industry puts on a pompous show for itself, fawning over its own depravity and insanity.

And it expects us to care.

It expects us to care that Ben Affleck looked painfully bored on Sunday night (although he probably represents the rest of us). It expects us to care that Harry Styles wore… who knows what that was! 

And above all, we are supposed to care that the Grammys are allegedly racist “towards Latino & Black people” because it gave a white male this year’s Album of the Year award.

Just don’t mention that a single black woman won 32 other awards.

But while everyday, common sense people have more important things to worry about than Harry Styles’ bedazzled jumpsuit and awful performance, there is one thing from Sunday’s toffee-nosed Grammy Awards that caught our attention.

Sam Smith’s Pfizer-sponsored “Unholy” spectacle.

Yes, a nonbinary Sam Smith really did perform a song called “Unholy.” And yes, it really was sponsored by Pfizer, a leading coronavirus vaccine manufacturer.

But apparently, not even this was good enough for the demons.

Yes, it gets worse.

Smith’s song was entirely about a man who abandons his kids and cheats on his wife by “doing something unholy” with prostitutes (and it won an award! That in and of itself says a lot).

And to top things off, his perverted performance was dominated by intentionally evil, hell-inspired imagery.

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One cannot help but wonder if the demons from C. S. Lewis’s “The Screwtape Letters” were behind this satanic pageantry. But rather than being relegated to a satanic temple or the darkest depths of hell, it was broadcast on live TV.

For the whole world to watch.

Turn back time a few decades and ask yourself if such degeneracy would ever have been tolerated. Let alone win an award. Let alone be called “normal.”

Yet the media is already acting as if those who were appalled at “Unholy” are the abnormal ones. Apparently, unholiness is so normal that to so much as bat an eye at it is more wrong than the act itself.

Let that sink in: by today’s standards, Sam Smith is
not wrong for espousing Satan; we are wrong for voicing disapproval.

If an artist were to perform at the Grammys a song that put as much emphasis on Jesus Christ as Sam Smith put on the demons, that song would be ridiculed by the media. It would not win an award. In fact, that song – in a so-called “Christian nation” – would be more unacceptable than Sam Smith’s.

All of which leads me to one conclusion:

We need God. Desperately.

There is no other cure for a culture so intoxicated with evil.

We are through the looking glass. We, as a society, declare praise unto those who call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.

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At this point, becoming slightly less satanic is not enough to save us. We need a revival. Repentance. The fear of the Lord.

That is our only hope.

Earlier I asked if anyone even watches the Grammys anymore; unfortunately, yes. An estimated 12.4 million reportedly tuned in to this year’s show. It may seem that the music industry’s ritzy tribute to itself is too out of touch to be relevant. But that is not the case. Our culture is wrapped up in entertainment’s sway and as both slip into new lows of degradation, it’s hard to say which is causing the decline and which is simply reacting. 

Ultimately, however, entertainment’s degradation would end if we did not tolerate it. If no one was watching, Sam Smith’s hellish “art” would mean absolutely nothing. It’s the fact that we keep tuning in that proves our hearts must first be turned before we can expect entertainment to be transformed.

And only God can do that.

In Scripture, the Lord says: “If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land [emphasis added].”

That means turn from the Grammys’ satanic pageantry sponsored by Pfizer.

It means turn from our blinding obsession with entertainment.

Turn from a hundred breeds of evil and a thousand forms of unholiness.

For as long as God lives, there is hope for America. But after this week’s Grammys from hell, I pray we see clearly that we must turn from our wicked ways and back to Him.

Therein lies our only hope.

Jakob Fay is a staff writer for the Convention of States Project, a project of Citizens for Self-Governance.

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