After a brief spike in their numbers during the mid-eighties -- associated with the mediocrities of heavy metal music and, perhaps, in some complicated way, the Reagan Administration -- the only real Satanists left in America today, so long as Roman Polanski remains in exile, are those fundamentalist Christians who think that the Devil sends game-winning field goals into the left upright and that Jesus's hair smelled like Pantene. Want to see a Satanist on television? Don't turn to NBC, or even Fox. Try the entertainment programming on your local Trinity Broadcast Network affiliate, where you might find him depicted, usually not in the most flattering light, on a clumsily produced teen variety show or soap opera. Meanwhile, real evil goes more or less discreetly about his business, casually slapping around his step-son, being slapped around by his step-father, refusing to take his medication, producing amateurish youth-oriented programming.