“When I was 17, I lost my virginity to a female extraterrestrial. That’s all I can say about it.”
The “doing it” with the ET in question went down in ’61, when Huggins was a teenager living with his parents’ on a farm in rural Georgia. As he was walking through woods near his house, an alien woman appeared and seduced him.
“I thought, if anything, I’d be losing it in the backseat of a Ford—something like that. But it didn’t work out that way.”
These visits from extraterrestrials, and his sexual relationship with them, continued into adulthood.
“I was sitting down in a chair, and the woman, Crescent, was behind me, and she put her arms around me. And that’s about it. I don’t know anything else outside of that.”
When strange beings that no one else could see started appearing to him around the farm, he thought he was losing his mind.
“I am sitting under a tree, and I hear this voice say, ‘David, behind you.’ And I turned around and there is this little hairy guy with large glowing eyes coming straight towards me. I thought it was the bogeyman. I didn’t know what to think of it.”
Vice says, at its core,
“Love and Saucers is a film about belief. The first half is Huggins telling his own story, but the second half is interviews with his friends and neighbors. Some of them weren’t aware of Huggins’s encounters beforehand. But they all believe him.”
“I have a feeling that tens of millions of people, perhaps hundreds of millions, have had [similar] experiences. Mainly as children. That’s all I can really say, but I think as children we are so open to things, that these beings can appear to us. I know I never closed up on it, because it has continued through my whole life.”
Honestly, the only thing that gives me pause here, is that Huggins belief system too, seems to be challenged when he insists he had sex with a female extraterrestrial. If we are to believe there are aliens, would they be so binary? But, hey, to each his own.
As I write this, I swear, Sly and the Family Stone are singing Everyday People in the background,
“There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one that won’t accept the white one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo
I am everyday people.”
(Photos, courtesy Brad Abrahams; via Vice)