Dionysus 



Euripides A Mocker
The Historical Dionysus Other Gods
Mother Nature Religious Liberty
Mixing Bowl Dancing Manias



Euripides

Euripides the great Greek dramatist wrote the book on Dionysus. In a play commonly called the Bacchae, he tells the tragic tale of Dionysus and his devotees:


Euripides
The Bacchae


Pentheus, ruler of Athens, does not believe in Dionysus. But his mother does. She ends up ripping him limb from limb, because so it pleases Dionysus. How this woman is expected to live the rest of her life realizing she ended her son's life in such a horrible fashion, with her own two hands, the god does not explain.

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  • “Hushed grew the sky, and still hung each leaf throughout the grassy glen, nor could you have heard one creature cry. But they, not sure of the voice they heard, sprang up and peered all round; then once again his bidding came; and when the daughters of Cadmus knew it was the Bacchic god in very truth that called, swift as doves they darted off in eager haste, his mother Agave and her sisters dear and all the Bacchanals; through torrent glen, over boulders huge they bounded on, inspired with madness by the god. . .
  • “Then were a thousand hands laid on the fir, and from the ground they tore it up, while he from his seat aloft came tumbling to the ground with lamentations long and loud, even Pentheus; for well he knew his hour was come. His mother first, a priestess for the nonce, began the bloody deed and fell upon him; whereon he tore the snood from off his hair, that hapless Agave might recognize and spare him, crying as he touched her cheek, 'O mother! it is I, your own son Pentheus, the child you did bear in Echion's halls; have pity on me, mother dear! oh! do not for any sin of mine slay your own son.'
  • “But she, the while, with foaming mouth and wildly rolling eyes, bereft of reason as she was, heeded him not; for the god possessed her. And she caught his left hand in her grip, and planting her foot upon her victim's trunk she tore the shoulder from its socket, not of her own strength, but the god made it an easy task to her hands; and Ino set to work upon the other side, rending the flesh with Autonoe and all the eager host of Bacchanals; and one united cry arose, the victim's groans while yet he breathed, and their triumphant shouts. One would make an arm her prey, another a foot with the sandal on it; and his ribs were stripped of flesh by their rending nails; and each one with blood-dabbled hands was tossing Pentheus' limbs about.”
  • (Euripides, Bacchae).



 Homeric Hymn 
To Dionysus


A Mocker

How does the 'competition,' namely Christianity, deal with the use of alcohol? It is not forbidden; on the other hand, nothing like the Dionysian revels is to be thought of. Paul commands believers not to get drunk, pointing out that alcohol does not necessarily bring out the best in people's characters,

"And do not be drunk with wine, in which is dissipation; but be filled with the Spirit, speaking to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord, giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, submitting to one another in the fear of God." (Ephesians 5:18-21).

Drunkenness is condemned in harsh terms in the scriptures, both Old and New Testament. There is no absolute prohibition against drinking wine in a temperate measure:




  • “Wine is a mocker, strong drink is a brawler, and whoever is led astray by it is not wise.”
  • (Proverbs 20:1).


  • “Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has contentions? Who has complaints? Who has wounds without cause? Who has redness of eyes?  Those who linger long at the wine, Those who go in search of mixed wine. Do not look on the wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup, when it swirls around smoothly; at the last it bites like a serpent, and stings like a viper. Your eyes will see strange things, and your heart will utter perverse things. Yes, you will be like one who lies down in the midst of the sea, or like one who lies at the top of the mast, saying: 'They have struck me, but I was not hurt; they have beaten me, but I did not feel it. When shall I awake, that I may seek another drink?'”
  • (Proverbs 23:29-35).



While it would be legalism to add to scripture a prohibition against something allowed, namely drinking wine, to be faithful to the whole counsel of God, the believer must live a temperate, sober, and self-controlled life:

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The Historical Dionysus

In antiquity, Euhemerus formulated the theory that the gods were really men. Certainly some of the things 'the gods' are reported to have done could have been done by men. 'Saturn' is both a planet in the sky, and also a beloved king in Italy from times gone by, when people ate acorns. There is no reason to disbelieve that there was a king by that name, nor that his reign was remembered gratefully by his subjects. His connection to the planet of the same name, however, must be conceded to be a little bit sketchy. Was there ever a 'historical' Dionysus?

The cult of Dionysus, which originated in areas to the north of Greece, spread like wildfire over the ancient world. Like the 'hippies' of the 1960's, they found in intoxication the secret of a happy life. One can readily imagine how that turned out: the ruined and blasted lives, the human detritus collecting in the gutters. The story tells, that Dionysus invaded India, with his troop of dishevelled, drunken women, many of whom met a miserable death at the hands of their Indian captors. The Indian king charged with protecting homeland security got it right:

"'No god, no god is that man; he has lied about his birth.'" (Demiades, quoted, in Nonnus, Dionysiaca, Book XXXIX, line 53).

Pentheus wasn't buying it either, telling Dionysus: "You also have a touch of your deceitful mother. Semele was a liar, and Cronides burnt her with his thunders: take care that Cronides does not crush you like your mother. . .You are no Olympian offspring of Cronion: for the lightnings cry aloud the shame of your perishing mother, the thunders are witnesses of her illicit bed. Zeus of the Rains burnt not Danae after the bed; he carried Europa, the sister of my Cadmos, and kept her unshaken — he did not drown her in the sea. . .If you have in you the blood of Zeus, migrate to the vault of Olympos and live in heaven, leave to Pentheus his native Thebes." (Nonnus, Dionysiaca, Book XLVI). Of course we know what happened to him. As the history is told by acolytes like Nonnus, Dionysus romped through the ancient world preceded by brutal, senseless, alcohol-fueled murders, which are actually OK because the parties involved were turned into stars or trees or whatever. Dionysus was no god, just a mere man, demon-possessed as it may have been, but with his hand on no door to open into heaven.

Did it happen? Certainly many of the details of the account of Bacchus' triumphal procession from west to east and back are made up; I doubt he was really accompanied by pans, satyrs, and other mythological creatures. However there is probably also a kernel of fact, because there is nothing supernatural or mythical about Timothy Leary and others of the pied pipers who tried to lure a generation of young people down the same dead end. What was promised was bliss, what was delivered may not have been bliss, but only brain damage. Just visualize the dancing frenzies of the Middle Ages, which might, indeed, have been themselves revivals of the Dionysian religion. Mass assemblages spontaneously formed and rolled through the countryside, in Germany and other nominally Christian countries including Belgium and the Netherlands: "So early as the year 1374, assemblages of men and women were seen at Aix-la-Chapelle, who had come out of Germany, and who, united by one common delusion, exhibited to the public both in the streets and in the churches the following strange spectacle. They formed circles hand in hand, and appearing to have lost all control over their senses, continued dancing, regardless of the bystanders, for hours together, in wild delirium, until at length they fell to the ground in a state of exhaustion." (The Dancing Mania, Justus Friedrich Carl, Section 1). "Peasants left their plows, mechanics their workshops, housewives their domestic duties, to join the wild revels, and this rich commercial city [Metz] became the scene of the most ruinous disorder." (The Dancing Mania, Justus Friedrich Carl, Section 1). If Bacchus invaded India in this manner, surrounded by a core of armed men ready to kill and be killed in the midst of a vast procession of drunken dancing maenads, that is far from being historically impossible.

In the religious literature of India, there remains a deposit of information about 'Soma:' "Beautiful Vayu, come, for thee these Soma drops have been prepared: Drink of them, hearken to our call. Knowing the days, with Soma juice poured forth, the singers glorify Thee, Vayu, with their hymns of praise. Vayu, thy penetrating stream goes forth unto the worshipper, Far-spreading for the Soma draught." (Rig-Veda, The First Book, Hymn 2). This substance was ingested or imbibed to produce blisssful union with the gods. However this literature seems to have been monkey-wrenched and disabled to the point where one cannot recognize any really existing substance. One must suspect originally it was just Dionysus' wine,— he did after all come from India,— but a later and a wiser generation realized this is one of the worst and most delusive scams you can run on people, to promise heaven but deliver alcoholism. Still they felt the literature was holy and they could not just discard it. This is one false religion which will not only land you in Hell, but will also ruin your life on your way there.

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  • “And in this way when we are at entertainments, and when we are about to come to the enjoyment and use of luxuries that have been prepared for us, let us approach them taking reason with us as a defensive armor, and let us not fill ourselves with food beyond all moderation like cormorants, nor let us satiate ourselves with immoderate draughts of strong wine, and so give way to intoxication which compels men to act like fools. For reason will bridle and curb the violence and impetuosity of such a passion.”
  • (Philo Judaeus, Allegorical Interpretation, Book III, Chapter LIII).





Other Gods

Who are the "other gods" of the Bible? While we know they are "no gods," this does not mean necessarily that they are non-entities altogether. The pagans acclaim the sun, the moon, and the stars; deny that any of these 'gods' exist, and you've taken leave of your senses. The sun, moon, and stars do exist, though they are "no gods." Euhemerus in antiquity proposed the theory that the gods were men. Certainly, some of the things they are reported as having done could have been done by men. Saturn is more than a planet in the sky, there was an Italian king by that name. The possibility exists that some of the things done by Dionysus were done by a real Timothy O'Leary type of pied piper, and that this person made a triumphal procession across from India. That he was produced from Zeus' thigh is a bit sketchy.

There are people nowadays who allege that Jesus never existed. As evidence, they adduce, for instance, the miracle at the marriage of Cana, where Jesus changed water into wine:




  • “And there were set there six waterpots of stone, after the manner of the purifying of the Jews, containing two or three firkins apiece.    Jesus saith unto them, Fill the waterpots with water. And they filled them up to the brim.  And he saith unto them, Draw out now, and bear unto the governor of the feast.”
  • (John 2:6-8).





The argument goes, this miracle is the kind of thing the pagans would have ascribed to Dionysus. True enough, because he was the god of wine. But Dionysus is not real. Therefore, Jesus is not real. But this seems a bit reductive. Poseidon was the god of the sea, but not everybody who goes on a sea voyage is non-existent, just because Poseidon was. And the idea that Dionysus is really very much like Jesus disappears upon first contact with the Dionysiac literature. A student of comparative religions might legitimately poinnt out that there are parallels between Jesus and Dionysus; for instance, Jesus says that He is the vine: "I am the vine, ye are the branches. . ." (John 15:5).

If a Jesus mythicist wants to make the claim, however, that Jesus of Nazareth never existed, the evidence offered being that He was, rather, patterned after the pagan god Dionysus, the reader can fairly expect a high degree of correspondence. If Jesus is actually patterned after Dionysus, would the divergences between the two figures be expected to be significant, or minor and inconsequential? If one figure is actually patterened after the other, why should there be any difference at all? Examine, for instance, their moral character; inspect how Dionysus treats Agave, his loyal servant. Like the song says "He forgets not His own;" at least, He doesn't torment them. I challenge anyone, believer or atheist, to read the Dionysus literature and come back saying, 'that's Jesus,' because it just isn't. The difference between the two figures is the difference between heaven and hell. So the mythicists' claim fails.

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Mother Nature

During the Renaissance, people revived the old pagan gods, though not really as serious threats to the sovereignty of the living God. Rather, they were seen as poetic personifications of various forces of nature, various agricultural crops, astronomical actors, and natural phenomena generally. What are people nowadays saying when they talk about 'Mother Nature'? They probably do not seriously believe there is any such personality; rather, they are giving a nod to the generally benign character of the natural world. The Renaissance poets believed it was a convenient shorthand, if you wanted to talk about 'love' and 'war,' to talk about Venus and Mars instead, in the belief that this was approximately the same thing. It is undeniable that, in a sense, Demeter is the wheat crop, and Dionysus is the vintage. And make no mistake, the corn crop is a real thing, as is the annual wine production. By this way of thinking, Euripides' Dionysus might be a shorthand way of referring to the delusive promise of alcohol, which is looked to to bring bliss, but brings misery instead.

The problem with this way of looking at things is inauthenticity, because the pagans did not think their gods were poetic personifications. This doesn't mean that modern readers can't appreciate Euripides' great drama 'The Bacchae.' We don't think Dionysus is a god, but he still destroys lives.

We can agree with the ancients that alcohol is a powerful force. It can take over people's lives, and once it has made you its slave, it is not a merciful master. We cannot agree that that force acts with awareness or intentionality, much less with justice, as if when Bacchus makes of one a Bowery bum collapsed in the gutter, and another abstemious, modest, and hard-working, he is punishing the first and rewarding the second. In any event, looking at Agave, we can see how Dionysus rewards the faithful. Finding oneself on his bad side is bad, being a loyal favorite is worse. If these are the gods, one should flee from such gods and hide in a cave in hopes of escaping their detection.

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  • “'Maidens, I bring the man who tried to mock you and me and my mystic rites; take vengeance on him.' And as he spoke he raised betwixt heaven and earth a dazzling column of awful flame. Hushed grew the sky, and still hung each leaf throughout the grassy glen, nor could you have heard one creature cry. But they, not sure of the voice they heard, sprang up and peered all round; then once again his bidding came; and when the daughters of Cadmus knew it was the Bacchic god in very truth that called, swift as doves they darted off in eager haste, his mother Agave and her sisters dear and all the Bacchanals; through torrent glen, over boulders huge they bounded on, inspired with madness by the god.


  • “Soon as they saw my master perched upon the fir, they set to hurling stones at him with all their might, mounting a commanding eminence, and with pine-branches he was pelted as with darts; and others shot their wands through the air at Pentheus, their hapless target, but all to no purpose. For there he sat beyond the reach of their hot endeavors, a helpless, hopeless victim. At last they rent off limbs from oaks and were for prising up the roots with levers not of iron. But when they still could make no end to all their toil, Agave cried: 'Come stand around, and grip the sapling trunk, my Bacchanals! that we may catch the beast that sits thereon, lest he divulge the secrets of our god's religion.'

  • “Then were a thousand hands laid on the fir, and from the ground they tore it up, while he from his seat aloft came tumbling to the ground with lamentations long and loud, even Pentheus; for well he knew his hour was come. His mother first, a priestess for the nonce, began the bloody deed and fell upon him; whereon he tore the snood from off his hair, that hapless Agave might recognize and spare him, crying as he touched her cheek, 'O mother! it is I, your own son Pentheus, the child you did bear in Echion's halls; have pity on me, mother dear! oh! do not for any sin of mine slay your own son.'

  • “But she, the while, with foaming mouth and wildly rolling eyes, bereft of reason as she was, heeded him not; for the god possessed her. And she caught his left hand in her grip, and planting her foot upon her victim's trunk she tore the shoulder from its socket, not of her own strength, but the god made it an easy task to her hands; and Ino set to work upon the other side, rending the flesh with Autonoe and all the eager host of Bacchanals; and one united cry arose, the victim's groans while yet he breathed, and their triumphant shouts. One would make an arm her prey, another a foot with the sandal on it; and his ribs were stripped of flesh by their rending nails; and each one with blood-dabbled hands was tossing Pentheus' limbs about.”
  • (Euripides, Bacchae).




Greek Red Figure Vase, Pentheus torn by his Mother Agave


Religious Liberty

It is an article of faith with atheistic detractors of Christianity that paganism was wondrously tolerant, and that religious intolerance was introduced by the Christians. "The [Roman] religions on the whole were massively inclusive and highly tolerant." (Bart D. Ehrman, The Triumph of Christianity, p. 94). They go so far as to claim it was Christianity that invented intolerance: "Because of the enormous significance of 'right belief' for eternal life, the intolerant potential of this exclusivist religion came to be fanned into white-hot passion early on, leading to widespread though certainly not universal intolerance." (Bart D. Ehrman, The Triumph of Christianity, p. 266).




But if this is so, how to explain the conflict between Dionysus and the civic politicians of the ancient world? The conflict between Dionysus the god and the civic authorities ran both ways. On the one hand, the government was a terror to his disciples; but if you ran into him and you failed to recognize and acknowledge his godhead, you were in big trouble. It is foolish to pick a fight with a god. They thought his deity spurious. they mistook him for an imposter, and paid the price. This encounter with pirates illustrates the problem:



"I will tell of Dionysus, the son of glorious Semele, how he appeared on a jutting headland by the shore of the fruitless sea, seeming like a stripling in the first flush of manhood: his rich, dark hair was waving about him, and on his strong shoulders he wore a purple robe. Presently there came swiftly over the sparkling sea Tyrsenian pirates on a well-decked ship -- a miserable doom led them on. When they saw him they made signs to one another and sprang out quickly, and seizing him straightway, put him on board their ship exultingly; for they thought him the son of heaven-nurtured kings. They sought to bind him with rude bonds, but the bonds would not hold him, and the withes fell far away from his hands and feet: and he sat with a smile in his dark eyes. Then the helmsman understood all and cried out at once to his fellows and said:
"'Madmen! What god is this whom you have taken and bind, strong that he is? Not even the well-built ship can carry him. Surely this is either Zeus or Apollo who has the silver bow, or Poseidon, for he looks not like mortal men but like the gods who dwell on Olympus. Come, then, let us set him free upon the dark shore at once: do not lay hands on him, lest he grow angry and stir up dangerous winds and heavy squalls.'
"So said he: but the master chid him with taunting words: 'Madman, mark the wind and help hoist sail on the ship: catch all the sheets. As for this fellow we men will see to him...'
"When he had said this, he had mast and sail hoisted on the ship, and the wind filled the sail and the crew hauled taut the sheets on either side. But soon strange things were seen among them. First of all sweet, fragrant wine ran streaming throughout all the black ship and a heavenly smell arose, so that all the seamen were seized with amazement when they saw it...But the god changed into a dreadful lion there on the ship, in the bows, and roared loudly...And so the sailors fled into the stern and crowded bemused about the right-minded helmsman, until suddenly the lion sprang upon the master and seized him; and when the sailors saw it they leapt out overboard one and all into the bright sea, escaping from a miserable fate, and were changed into dolphins. But on the helmsman Dionysus had mercy and held him back and made him altogether happy, saying to him:
"'Take courage, good...; you have found favor with my heart. I am loud-crying Dionysus whom Cadmus' daughter Semele bare of union with Zeus.'"
(Homeric Hymns, VII. To Dionysus, II. 1-57)



It would appear that Dionysus won the contest with the civic authorities in those places where it was joined, because we find him an accepted and non-controversial god, a familiar fixture in the pantheon, in later centuries. The saga of Dionysus' triumphal march across the Mediterranean world is a good check on the fable of the ancient world as a paradise of religious toleration. Admittedly the case of the Bacchantes is a very difficult one. All of a sudden women are running wild in the woods tearing animals to pieces. Is this conducive to good civic order? In more than a few cases, the city fathers thought not. A wine-god was by no means new to the Romans when Bacchante-o-mania hit town; they had always worshipped Father Liber. But this business of gathering in the woods, secretly, by night, scared the pants off the city fathers.




The super-tolerant Romans thereupon banned the religion, concerned, it would seem, about the potential for conspiracy:

"Great panic seized the Fathers, both on the public account, lest these conspiracies and gatherings by night might produce something of hidden treachery or danger, and privately, each for himself, lest anyone might be involved in the mischief. . .that it should be proclaimed in addition in the city of Rome and that edicts should be sent through all Italy, that no one who had been initiated in the Bacchic rites should presume to assemble or come together for the purpose of celebrating those rites or to perform any such ritual. Before all, it [p. 259]was decreed that an inquiry should be conducted regarding those persons who had come together or conspired for the commission of any immorality or crime. Such was the decree of the senate. (Livy, The History of Rome, Book 39, Chapter 14, 4-8).

This wasn't right; you don't deal with criminal activity by banning the religion which might have instigated it. It's not like there weren't real problems, though:



"Paculla Annia, a Campanian, she said, when priestess, had changed all this as if by the advice of the gods; for she had been the first to initiate men, her sons, Minius and Herennius Cerrinius; she had held the rites by night and not by day, and instead of a mere three days a year she had established five days of initiation in every month. From the time that the rites were performed in common, men mingling with women and the freedom of darkness added, no form of crime, no sort of wrongdoing, was left untried. There were more lustful practices among men with one another than among women. If any of them were disinclined to endure abuse or reluctant to commit crime, they were sacrificed as victims. To consider nothing wrong, she continued, was the highest form of religious devotion among them. Men, as if insane, with fanatical tossings of their bodies, would utter prophecies.  Matrons in the dress of Bacchantes, with dishevelled hair and carrying blazing torches, would run down to the Tiber, and plunging their torches in the water (because they contained live sulphur mixed with calcium) would bring them out still burning. Men were alleged to have been carried off by the gods who had been bound to a machine and borne away out of sight to hidden caves: they were those who had refused either to conspire or to join in the crimes or to suffer abuse. Their number, she said, was very great, almost constituting a second state; among them were certain men and women of high rank."

(Livy, History of Rome, Book 39, Chapter 13, 9-14)


This is a tough case and they say tough cases make bad laws. Still, it's not the case that the Romans never banned outright a particular religion; they did in this case, and they would subsequently do so with the religion of Isis. Remarkably tolerant? Not so much. Nor were the Christians intolerant at first; Constantine enacted the wonderfully tolerant Edict of Milan. Would that they had continued that policy.

I would like to draw attention, in Livy's account, to the recruitment which is evidently going on. All in all, the atheists' case that there was no missionary religion until Christianity cam e on the scene does not seem to be accurate: "In fact, we don't know of any missionary religions in the pagan world." (Bart D. Ehrman, The Triumph of Christianity, p. 116). The Dionysiac cult is growing; they are bringing people in. This is scarcely surprising; it is what cults do, but believe it or not, Bart Ehrman claims the Christians invented proselytizing, no one previously ever having thought of it. I would imagine some Christians find this flattering; but I would suggest it's just counter-factual. The political authorities are becoming alarmed by the rapid growth of this movement, which could not be occurring with no one making the effort to spread it.

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Fresco of Theseus being Ripped Limb from Limb by his Mother, Pompeii


Another 'new god,' or so he claimed, was Apollonius of Tyana. Apollonius is held up not so much to put Christianity to shame as to provide a precise parallel. Or so it is alleged. In the end, Apollonius is not much of an improvement over the others, and certainly no peer of Jesus:

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Mixing Bowl

The ancient Greeks used to mix wine with water. Unmixed wine was associated by them with intoxication, even madness:

"For the wand of Dionysus suffices to punish the drunkard, unless hot temper is added and makes the undiluted drink a cause of savagery and madness instead of a dispeller of care and an inspirer or the dance. (Plutarch.  Moralia, On the Control of Anger, Kindle 45428, Delphi Complete Works).

This would seem to be a custom the Jews picked up from the Greeks:



  • “For as it is hurtful to drink wine or water alone; and as wine mingled with water is pleasant, and delighteth the taste: even so speech finely framed delighteth the ears of them that read the story. And here shall be an end. ”
  • (2 Maccabees 15:39).




Which is an improvement over the habits of the Centaurs, even if only an incremental one. I would suppose that, without that saving grace, Dionysus might have got them all, and not only one of their best and boldest, Alexander the Great. Athenaeus, in his Deipnosophists, offers a twist on the familiar tale when he attributes to Dionysus the invention of mixing wine with water, as was the Greek custom:

"And Philochorus relates that Amphictyon, the king of the Athenians, having learnt of Bacchus the art of mixing wine, [63]was the first man who ever did mix it: and that it is owing to him that men who have been drinking on his system can walk straight afterwards, when before they used to blunder about after drinking sheer wine: and on this account he erected an altar to the Straight Bacchus in the temple of the Seasons; for they are the Nymphs who cherish the fruit of the vine." (Athenĉus. The Deipnosophists, or Banquet of the Learned of Athenĉus, Book II, Chapter 7).

The part of that story which is true is that the Greeks did commonly use wine mixed with water.

Sometimes you hear that Christmas Day is the birthday of a crowd of characters: “By the way, December 25 is also the birthday of Osiris, Adonis, and Dionysus.” (Chapter 55, The Da Vinci Code, Dan Brown). By the way, is that true?

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Dancing Manias

A strange phenomenon swept across Europe during the Middle Ages, which had not been seen before nor was ever seen afterwards, the dancing manias:

"Scarcely had the panic of the black death subsided when a delusion arose in Germany, a demoniacal epidemic, called the dance of St. John or St. Vitus, which seized upon people, convulsing body and soul, and leading them to perform a wild dance, screaming and foaming with fury. Assemblages of these fanatics became prominent in 1374, and continued more or less to exhibit the same fascination for about two centuries. They first broke out at Aix-la-Chapelle among crowds who were said to come from Germany, who formed circles hand in hand, whirling about for hours together in wild delirium, shrieking, and insensible to the wonder, horror, and jeers of the bystanders. After the fit they fell down and groaned, as if in the agonies of death, when their companions swathed them in cloths tightly drawn round the wrists, and then thumped or trampled on the parts affected." (Curiosities of Christian History Prior to the Reformation, Croake James, 1892, Chapter IV, 91, Dancing Manias).


  • “So early as the year 1374, assemblages of men and women were seen at Aix-la-Chapelle, who had come out of Germany, and who, united by one common delusion, exhibited to the public both in the streets and in the churches the following strange spectacle.  They formed circles hand in hand, and appearing to have lost all control over their senses, continued dancing, regardless of the bystanders, for hours together, in wild delirium, until at length they fell to the ground in a state of exhaustion. . . Where the disease was completely developed, the attack commenced with epileptic convulsions.  Those affected fell to the ground senseless, panting and labouring for breath.  They foamed at the mouth, and suddenly springing up began their dance amidst strange contortions.”
  • (Justus Friedrich Carl Hecker, The Black Death and The Dancing Mania (pp. 55-56). Kindle Edition.).




What could possibly have caused such strange behavior, which spread across Europe like wildfire?— Because it was 'contagious,' if you will. Some have looked for neurological causes, perceiving these dancing manias as one of the sequelae of epidemic disease; others have suggested ergot poisoning. There is another possibility.

There are two points to call attention to here. One is that contemporaries viewed the phenomenon in terms of demonic possession. This was not a predominant focus in that era's medical thought. The medical theories which had held on since antiquity were often materialist, looking for the cause of illness in 'humors,' the moist and the dry, cold and hot, the four elements, etc. Yet in this phenomenon, they looked for the demon. Strange or foreign gods, they would have perceived as demons: "But I say, that the things which the Gentiles sacrifice, they sacrifice to devils, and not to God: and I would not that ye should have fellowship with devils." (1 Corinthians 10:20).

Another point worth mentioning is that Europe was imperfectly Christianized. All too often, tribes were mass-baptized upon military defeat. When an observer pointed out to the pope that these people were not Christians, he sagely observed, 'No, but their children will be.' Except the children were not so much made into Christians by the weight of institutions, as that Northern Europe entered into a long twilight period of being half-pagan, half-Christian.

What pagan god do we know whose votaries served him by dancing? Our old friend Dionysus. If there was a Dionysiac revival at that time, it would explain why the church felt it had to resort to exorcism to combat the dancing manias:

"In Liege the priests had recourse to exorcisms, and endeavoured by every means in their power to allay an evil which threatened so much danger to themselves; for the possessed assembling in multitudes, frequently poured forth imprecations against them, and menaced their destruction." (Justus Friedrich Carl Hecker, J. F. C. The Black Death and The Dancing Mania (p. 57). Kindle Edition.)

Pagan religion was in large measure about making the crops grow and protecting the people from pestilence. It tended to focus on the things of this world more than the next. Perhaps a populace disenchanted and disillusioned by the failure of the Catholic Church to protect them from plague and famine turned in desperation to earlier saviors, who themselves had not done such a great job in those departments either.

When a population is forcibly Christianized, as were the African slaves brought to the Caribbean, one strategy they can adopt, when forced to discontinue worshipping, as their fathers did, the old deities, is to re-name the old gods according to 'saints' or other figures prominent in the new religion which is being imposed upon them. The pagan gods are still there, but they have taken on assumed names and disguises. The result is a hybrid, like Santeria, a religion which combines Catholicism with indigenous African religion. The popular religion of Europe in the Middle Ages may have been a similar mashup, which is why Dionysus remained available to the people; the people had not entirely forgotten him. Rather, he had gotten amalgamated with John the Baptist. Now, at the opportune time, with the people at a loss, he pulled away the cloak and resumed the dance.

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