State officials in an orgy of effervescence

When ravers find themselves in a state of effervescence born in a Dionysian spirit, they produce things they cannot explain: thoughts with neither end nor beginning, bodies bending in eccentric lucidity, an orgy of feelings and emotions with no reason, ground, or precedence …
When State officials find themselves in an orgy of effervescence born of the politics of death, they produce things that must not be explained: terrorism.