Horrors of the Road by Fay Weldon
Marriage can bring about paralysis
A stupid husband can get his wife paralyzed.
Or induce her in a state of hysterical paralysis.
Piers is the name of the husband who wants his wife to see a psychotherapist.
And the wife talks to Miss Jacobs, the analyst:
- I’m a great mystery to doctors. Piers has taken me everywhere but the verdict is the same-
- It’s all in my brain
Then we gradually get to understand or least come up with a best guess – what happened?
Piers seems to be a nice guy, at least as we come to learn the first things about him:
- He is handsome, has an amazing brain- and that helps to keep people young…
The wife has a degree in Economics, but she had decided to dedicate herself to piers and the children, becoming an unusual housewife.
So we are beginning to get glimpses of possible reasons for a serious breakdown- the wife sacrifices herself for the family and falls to ground as a result
- Piers is a Nobel Prize winner
From here on, there would be two ways to look at the collapse of his wife:
1. No matter what the husband is worth to mankind, his wife’s life is just as precious
2. In order to have a scientist who can help the world, we can accept a less happy existence for his spouse
I understand that another title for this story was The Delights of France.
The reader has a chance to learn more about the beauty of France, the peculiarities of some of its people, the roads, the wines and food.
Piers is a tough customer. In restaurants he keeps asking about every item on the menu, and when the waiter does not know all there is to know- how it is made, where the fish was caught, etc- the chef is called.
The same thing happens when there is a wine tasting. Pierce is asking the French owner to take this bottle, then another, after which the one on the far left, there is another at the bottom…
All the way through, his wife, who is a keen observer, notices how the French man is first intrigued, then upset, annoyed, infuriated, and exhausted and so on.
Piers claims they love it.
The French appreciate someone who knows and enjoys food and wine.
He can be annoying and downright dangerous on the roads of France, even if his wife has a determined argument in favor of Piers ‘skills as a driver:
- We are all alive
But she takes valium, for Piers seems to be the same pompous ass everywhere- even when picking up melons in the market, he takes each and every one (I may exaggerate a bit) and only when he is satisfied takes a melon to the car
No wonder that after having enough of all these tense encounters with the locals embarrassed beyond reason, the wife collapses and can no longer use her legs.
In a way, she blames herself, since it is called “hysterical” but I think the man brought her beyond the breaking point.
My wife holds me responsible for all the bad things that happen…
Am I another Piers?
Maybe I am, albeit I hate the man.