Chapter 12;” Squid ends up in the Green Mountain State”
Squid roamed the earth and the oceans in search of something or anything. He hitched up with a school of dudongs in the Indian Ocean but their perverse sexual activities disgusted him and he parted company. Everywhere he travelled it seemed to be the same full of savage brutes with menacing weapons. It was becoming increasingly important to Squid that he required some intelligent human contact. Every time he tried to intervene with the local human culture it met with disaster leading to frustration and hostility. It was time to recognize their culture was backward leaning and interfering with it brought little success. It was best to leave them alone.
So where could Squid settle down? Anywhere it suited him. He did swim along in a beautiful lake engulfed by a rugged but beautiful land. Spotting a group of humanoids he crawled out of the lake. Their initial curiosity turned to terror at this gigantic squid. Squid remember how converting into a humanoid calmed down the Cro-Magnons so he transformed into a humanoid but this increased the terror and a good many prostrated themselves and begged for mercy. This caused Squid to laugh in a hearty fashion which had the effect of relaxing the natives.
He was taken to a council meeting of the elders. Upon hearing the story of a huge creature crawling out of the water then transforming into a humanoid the chief proclaimed him a god. Only a true god could live in both water and on land. The old water god was quickly jettisoned and Squid became that new god.
Squid quickly picked up their language and spoke with them and they revered him as the first god they had seen. Squid had felt it was tempting to advise them the gods of the tribe were rubbish and the only true gods were the Greek Gods but he remembered his promise of not interfering with local culture. With this in mind Squid concluded it was better to leave them with beliefs in their gods and not to fraternize with them. If he was to live amongst them he could throw a wrench into the finely tuned mechanics of their cultural system so he isolated himself becoming more god-like and restricting his appearances to public feasts, thunderstorms and funerals.
So he departed the encampment and dug himself a very fine cave making a comfortable and secluded home. Food was no problem as the natives regularly brought food offerings He spent a good deal of time discovering the area. He did love the lake and he spent hours swimming in it sometimes disappearing into the hinterland meeting exciting people and often living with them for weeks. Many natives had seen a huge sea monster cruising on top of the lake and years later this monster was referred to as the ‘ghost of Lake Champlain” . In Scotland he was referred to as the Loch Ness Monster.