A satire on celebrity and genetic modification. The god Pan comes to Earth and because of his goats' legs is mistaken for a genetically modified organism. He becomes famous, appears on a couple of TV shows, and tries to remember that his original reason for coming to Earth is to thwart the intentions of his rival Joe Progress, a thoroughly modern deity. Unfortunately, a big genetics company has the patent on any mix of goat and human genes.
Buddha calls me an ecowarrior, but then he has a dark sense of humour. Warrior implies action. I'm more of an ecowhiner, sitting on my hairy backside complaining about injuries to my habitat but doing little about them. I make noises about the avocados with a walnut in their centre rather than a stone, though to be fair they taste very nice. And I grumble about the trout that jump from the river into any skillet...