"'...Calforni threw out the Mong long ago...'" (p. 148)
- so a single sentence tells us that a lot of history has passed.
Assessing the competing pantheons, the mayor of Hope, the new settlement with the mysterious windmills, says that:
Oktai and his fellow gods are Asians so they should have left with the Mong;
Sanacruceans attend the church of Tanaroa and Lesu Haristi because the Maurai do;
the Meycans worship Esu Carito;
but he himself trusts in science and arms.
In Preston, near here, there is a dog leg street with a Hindu Temple at one end and a riverside pub at the other. For a while, a Pagan moot met in the pub so I like to imagine Indian gods at one end of the street and British gods, including the river god, at the other. The gods enrich our lives but we imagine them, not vice versa. If we lived nearer, I would visit that Temple now and again.
