I’ve got a post I’ve been working on about Dionysos in the Jezreel Valley, but after this week’s (and especially today’s) news, all I can do is recite this passage from Psalm 12:7-9:

אִ֥מְר֣וֹת יְהֹוָה֮ אֲמָר֢וֹת טְהֹ֫ר֥וֹת כֶּ֣סֶף צָ֭רוּף בַּעֲלִ֣יל לָאָ֑רֶץ מְ֝זֻקָּ֗ק שִׁבְעָתָֽיִם׃
אַתָּֽה־יְהֹוָ֥ה תִּשְׁמְרֵ֑ם תִּצְּרֶ֓נּוּ ׀ מִן־הַדּ֖וֹר ז֣וּ לְעוֹלָֽם׃
סָבִ֗יב רְשָׁעִ֥ים יִתְהַלָּכ֑וּן כְּרֻ֥ם זֻ֝לּ֗וּת לִבְנֵ֥י אָדָֽם׃ {פ}

The utterances of Yahweh are pure utterances,
silver refined in a furnace in the earth, purified seven times.
You, O Yahweh, will guard them;
you will protect them from this generation forever.
On every side the wicked prowl,
as vileness is exalted among humankind.

And pray that the machinations of the spirit of this age, Amalek, continue to be thwarted.