the mohel yells to the crowd, blood spilling down his grinning lips, as he surveys his community, spending extra time in eye contact, lavishing in the recognition from every man, woman, boy, and girl, as they squirm in the recognition that they are owned, wholly, by their pact with the war god, the god of sand and ash.
Edit: so there is no confusion, this is the Christian, Jewish, and Muslim god. I am not singling out those of Jewish faith. yhwh's gift of suffering, though experienced by us all thanks to his followers, is experienced by none more than those in the three branches of his death cult.