Opinion: Lydia

POSTED: 11/22/11 8:26 AM

Last Saturday I ran into Lydia Henderson when I went with my wife for my weekly shopping to Le Grand Marché. Lydia was selling her book with the promising title From Heterosexual to Bisexual to Lesbian to God. Like Mike Ferrier, I always want to help the people, and I certainly want to support local authors, so I happily forked over 25 bucks for a copy.
Lydia wrote something in the book that makes me blush even now. “To tall and handsome Hilbert, with love from Lydia G. Henderson. Thank you for your support.”
She even added her cell phone number. I didn’t think much about that at the time but after reading the first 85 pages of her 204 pages-long journey towards her destiny, I am not so sure anymore whether she gave it to me so that I could give her a call about the book after reading it or if there are other motives in play.
Much has already been written and said about Lydia’s book, but not a lot has been revealed. That’s because her narrative is sexually explicit. This is how I learned, to mention just one example, what women are able to do to each other with a straw.
In itself that does not disturb me, but I drink my Greek frappé every morning with a straw, and now I am unable to shake the image Lydia described at my breakfast table anymore.
After romping through those first 85 pages stuffed with both sexual pleasure and abuse, I started wondering why on earth somebody would write a book like this. I mean, the lady puts herself at public display in a way that most of us would not dare.
In effect, she was a prostitute in her younger years (there is no other word for people who perform sex in exchange for money), and she seemed to enjoy it. Lydia describes how she frequented strip joints and brothels, how she paid hookers to visit her and pay them for entertainment and that she and one of her lesbian friends (identified as Jolene) “became a hot with everyone.”
That’s where I started having my doubts. “We even became the envy of some of our friends. We were admired by couples who were fascinated by us.”
Self-deception is a term that came to mind after reading these two sentences, and we were only on page 40. The next 45 pages went by in a blur – and content-wise it was more of the same.
I fast-forwarded to the god-art of the book, because I can only take that much sexually explicit stuff. (Just kidding). I still have to wade through it in detail, but one sentence I picked up immediately. Lydia writes: “In our hearts we plan our course, but it is God who determines our steps.”
Everybody is of course free to believe whatever, but the philosophy behind this sentence seems all wrong. After all, if God determines people’s steps, the people who actually take those steps are not responsible for the results.
That is as wrong concept, because it goes against the concept of responsibility people have for their lives. Everything that happens to one particular individual is due to her or his decisions. One does not become a sexual predator because God has determined that one has to take these steps. One does not become unemployed because God has determined that one has to screw up at work. One does not become wealthy, poor, happy, unhappy, depressed, or whatever else there is out there because God has determined that this is the way it is going to be.
Alas, there are plenty of people who think that exactly the opposite is true. In the Mormon state of Utah for instance, people take the in God we trust principle to the next level. The result is that the state has the highest number of bankruptcies in the United States and also the highest divorce rate.
So there are some serious doubts about the validity of the assumption that it is God who determines people’s steps. But hey, Lydia feels good about all this and I certainly do not want to take that away from her.
Hilbert Haar

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