In the midst of packing up in Naples to go to some undetermined destination I received a telephone call from Squid in Montreal. As you may recall Squid was the top man with the United Mutations and I had worked for the United Mutations in New York drafting the Charter of Mutant Rights. You may also further recall it was in New York I had met Ginevra.
I don’t really understand the United Mutations. I know they stand for all oppressed mutants in the world. There are body mutants that are missing limbs or are deformed in some way and there are mind mutants categorised as having some form of mental illness. There are also political mutants oppressed by undemocratic forces. Well the body and mind mutants at the Mugless Mental Institute and the Queen Fairy Veterans Hospital had apparently gone on some sort of rampage and Squid needed my legal expertise to deal with the problem. Many of the Montreal Mutants had been arrested and Squid asked if I could bail them out. Not exactly up my alley.
My flight from Naples to Montreal was far from uneventful. Over the Atlantic 5 men in kilts hijacked the airplane. They called themselves the “Sons of Westmount”. They were tanked up, fittingly, on Johnny Walker Scotch Whisky and were passing huge quantities of gastric gas caused by too much haggis.
The Sons of Westmount were hijacking to draw attention to their cause which was freedom from damn Quebec nationalists who wanted to tear the Province of Quebec away from the loving grip of the British monarchy. I certainly supported their cause but not their methods. Holding innocent passengers hostage is a cowardly way to make a political point. Their idol and rallying call was the memory of James Dentalfloss kidnaped and later executed by Freedom Quebec a rowdy and dangerous group of thugs seeking the independence of Quebec from Canada. They had no demands at hand other a few placards stating, “Long Live the Queen” and “Anglophone Power”.
Come to think of it this was a publicity stunt more than a hijacking. They simply shouted out slogans and downed so much scotch from the duty free cart they were all passed out when the plane landed in Montreal. The police carted them away and all passengers received a coupon for a free pizza next time they were in Naples. Alitalia hospitality.
Squid was at Dorval Airport in his silver Studebaker. What was going on with the patients at the Mugless Mental Institute and the veterans at the Queen Fairy Veterans Hospital?
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