The jolt of landing in the Zortixian spacecraft woke the napping of Montenez. Back home to the island of Samos in Greece. Back home to humanity as squalid as it may be. The month of May saw a light crowd of tourists but Montenez knew that would change as the Northern “Palefaces” as his North American aboriginals referred to them as would soon be flooding the island and tranquility would be replaced by mayhem as the cheap Greek wine and beer would fuel latent hostilities of the members of highly technology-based countries and the baseness of legless lager louts where drunkenness, Irish pubs and public urination was a way of life.
Montenez walked back into his bar and warmly embraced his manager Kosta. After their chat on the state of the union Montenez crashed for 27 hours of sleep. He was delighted to see his friend Dr. Zodiac waiting for him with an ice-cold Fix beer and Montenez recounted to him his adventures on Zortixia.
Dr, Zodiac, physician of the Greek Gods, explained matters could have been better on Zlano the dimension the Greek Gods were residing. Dr. Zodiac said, “There is growing discontent on Zlano. A child named Bertie Foonbean was born to Aphrodite and Zeus and he is deformed lacking one leg and his face is that of a wrinkled old man. The Gods have refused to entertain visitors no matter how distinguished they are. They are ashamed of Bertie but I sense many of them are ashamed of themselves being Gods as it isn’t easy to deal with imperfection. They try to conceal him. It is rather disgusting for me to watch their lack of compassion and obsession with imperfection that mutant Foonbean has saturated them with. I just had to leave and come here for a break. As Squid himself is a mutant as he has the ability to transform himself into a giant squid the Gods thought he may be the best to deal with the situation so their messengers are looking for him.
Montenez responded, “You are telling me Doctor that the Greek Gods wish to have nothing to do with Bertie. It is heartless but understandable. I never wanted to tell you this Zodiac but I always thought the Greek Gods were annoyed with human imperfections so why not with their own? Confidentially they are a superficial lot more concerned with their pleasure than dealing with the pressing problems facing humanity. And they were blind how much harm their intervention has hurt humanity. Humanity was simple and primitive and Greek God rule was simple and all they had to do was shake a stick or send a bolt of lightning down and the humans were like dough and easily manipulated. Pan soon found out the more “advanced“ humans became it was more difficult to soften them with jugs of wine and a few soothing tunes. It was after the French Revolution the Greek Gods had great difficulty in being witnesses to human history rather than shaping it. They were in fact losing control of humanity. The Greek Gods in a sense were defeated by industrialization and the growth of liberal democracy. In a sense they were like the British aristocracy finding the authoritarianism of Fascism attractive as a measure of controlling the masses. You know if Hitler had refrained from implementing the Final Solution the Gods just might have taken his side along that of Mussolini but instead they remained neutral. Remember how Zeus had almost developed ulcers over the uprising of 1848. Why were those humans acting so irresponsible over ideologies that threatened the collective good?