One of them was: “Trust no one.”
As I remember it, the slogan referred to the shadowy conflicts, conspiracies and unsolved mysteries that were the stock in trade of the series. But it can have a much more mundane real-world application as well.
Such as when you get behind the wheel of your car.
The other morning, I parked in front of our house after running an errand, because I knew I’d be going out again. When I started up the car two hours later, I saw a lone sedan in my rear-view mirror, headed my way. So I figured it would be safe to pull into traffic as soon as that car passed me.
As the car drove by, I turned the steering wheel to the left, to ease into the street. Just then, the other car, which by now was about 10 feet in front of me, suddenly stopped dead in the middle of the road for no obvious reason, forcing me to slam the brakes. The car had not stalled. It displayed no emergency lights. It did not have a flat tire. There was no smoke pouring from the hood.
The mystery motorist remained stock still for a good 20 seconds, and then, having snapped out of his trance, continued down the street as if nothing had happened.
Was the driver accepting a transmission from the mother ship? Ordering noisy poltergeists in the back seat to pipe down? Getting telepathic marching orders from sinister forces?
The truth is out there. Where’s Mulder when you need him?
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