Squid had spent many years wandering the globe recently encountering the phenomena of foreign economic penetration and domination. Perhaps it was the Frenchman he had first encountered then the slavers but there was an increasing band of greed-stricken characters. If it wasn’t Cartaway then it was Cortez, Columbus, Livingstone, IT&T or Bestinghouse Electric. Unfortunately few lands escaped the ravaging greed of such personalities and corporations. For example Squid had been living with his friends on the banks of the Amazon River until a consortium of Korean industrialists bought the land from the Brazilian government to build a huge hydro-electric plant. Squid had no desire to be “resettled” to some squalid drug and crime infested settlement so he transformed himself into a Squid and swam downstream.
It was if all the frontiers of a once virgin world were broken. The business slickies were unavoidable like a bunch of Willie Loman and Dale Carnegie piranhas. He tried to talk with these fast talkers but whenever he disagreed with them he was labelled as an eccentric or a communist subverter of healthy free enterprise. They admitted they witnessed poverty but the answer was free enterprise. Sure it had made a few very wealthy but in time that would change and in time all people would benefit from the system. These modern investors were similar to the early explorers; profits were more important than Christianity but often the two worked symbiotically. The evangelists saved the souls the free enterprise investors had destroyed.
Squid decided to settle down in Columbia but once again the locals in the area were in trouble! They were subject to the usual brutality sanctioned and performed by the ruling military who spent more time saluting the GNP and that which went into their pockets than saluting each other. If the local populace resisted troops were sent in to quell the revolutionaries. Their envoys also discussed foreign investment with local village councils the progressive nature of foreign investment. Most of the high-ranking junta members had received their education in the industrialized world so shared their moral, philosophical and economic ways. It was so tempting for Squid to jump ship but perhaps this is where he should take a stand. How could he leave these locals to be so maltreated if not murdered? Squid was aware of a rather fat and jolly mutant named Santa Claus. I mean he was well known in Montreal for leading the Santa Claus gang into a slew of spectacular bank robberies raising money for anti-colonial fighters. Santa Claus was receptive to the idea of meeting Squid but for the time being his elves were finishing off a large shipment of automatic weapons for the Shining Path guerrilla fighters in Peru. Squid had hoped to recruit Machine Gun Molly from Montreal who was the brazen leader of a gang of bank robbers but word has trickled out she had been shot down by the police.