In a world of Good Friday nightmares, it is time for Easter Dreams.

Martin Luther claimed that whenever and wherever God builds a church, the devil builds a chapel. As we've worked to build a world where human rights and dignity are respected, the devil has been working overtime constructing his perpendicular chapel. It's a chapel that has grown so large and tall that it has been able to take its choir on the road, a choir that happily sings the devil's siren song. This is the tune the devil loves to hear the discordant sound of a million voices all singing their own song no harmony, no melody, no chorus only a din of solos.

This "devil's song" has only one rule of composition: The first person singular is all there is. This is what we are calling "The Devil's I." There is no first perso…