Gothmog here. Lord of the Balrogs, Flame of Udun, etc.
Couldn’t help but read (with scarcely concealed glee) the hundreds of comments on the posts about Eastern Orthodoxy. Most of all I was delighted in remembering how skillfully my Master had driven a wedge and fueled the fires that led to the delicious division from the Enemy’s Church.
I’m gonna show my cards to you to see how genius we are in the Underworld. How we used molehills to cause the greatest schism in history:
Yeast! “Hey, why not divide them over whether to use leavened or unleavened bread or not?” And voila, yeast becomes something that Catholics and Orthodox will fall on their swords over. *Smiles*
So silly, such a coup. I actually disbelieved that Demon Cadre 5 could pull this off, but they did.
Hahahahaha! I just laugh every time I hear this phrase. Few things incite us more than the recitation of the Creed (which we call the Screed), so why not instigate a division over a tiny phrase inserted into it in the West? This was actually my idea and I got a big demotion (which you would think of as a promotion) over it.
Curses forever to Pope Benedict for reaching out to the Orthodox and omitting the Filioque. Fortunately even this effort was coolly received and even spurned in some Orthodox quarters. “Let no good deed go unpunished,” one of our more cleverly hellish aphorisms.
Fact is, the Catholics and Orthodox both came to agreement on how this could be understood, but we dispatched a legion of demons to break up this accord and they found success quickly. Disunity achieved again!
3. The Pope
Barf! I think of him and get sick to my stomach. But beautifully, the Enemy made him the chief, and that gave us an opening, for no human likes accepting an authority–non serviam and all that. We focused on him like a laser, stirred up rebellion, tried to get the worst possible men in this position, and sometimes succeeded!
Nothing offended the erudite and contemplative Eastern mind more than a loutish oaf sitting on St. Peter’s Chair. How could this man be preeminent? In the backwaters of the old capital of the Empire? The cultural divide grew, and our work became easy. A little push here, a nudge there, and boom! mutual excommunications laid down in 1054 AD. The ensuing centuries required little attention on this front, as the divide had been secured.
So now, nothing makes us happier than seeing you argue to death over yeast in the bread and little phrases that you once agreed on. The more you entrench yourself the better. Devin is foolish enough to think that you can come to unity, can see each other with “respect” and “appreciation.” Gag. He wishes. We know humanity better than he does. Feel free to prove me wrong–I double-dog dare you.
Mountains out of molehills. A devil’s delight!