Staking his claim 1/1
Well it’s just fluff really. I make no excuses and was born from that dress Gillian Anderson wore to the Halloween benefit ball. It’s NOT RPF though. Strictly Mulder & Scully set during revival between Babylon and My Struggle II
I honestly meant to check the dress in the costume shop when I picked it up; in fact, I meant to pick the damn thing up three days ago. But the unscheduled side trip to Texas put paid to any hope I may have had regarding trying it on before the actual of night of the FBI’s annual Halloween benefit ball was upon me.
An FBI ball for God’s sake; this would never have happened in the old days but it seems that even the Federal Government is no longer immune to the expectation that they should do their bit in the name of philanthropy. The fact that the birth of social media means that not only does the Bureau have a twitter account, but you can also log onto Facebook and scroll through innumerable publicity shots of smiling Agents engaged in their pursuit of protecting the country; of ensuring they are spending those tax dollars wisely and even more crucially, that they actually care what the general populace thinks of them. I had been labouring under the delusion that the photos were posed by models but in fact, they are real live Agents with real live badges and real live guns. Every department is represented – from A-Z there is at least a paragraph or two of blurb that a Joe public hungry for information can log on to with just the click of a button or a touch of a screen.
So far, we have managed to fly under the radar with regards to this particular public relations nightmare and one of the few letters not currently indexed on the handy drop-down menu is X but we both know it’s only a matter of time before Mulder and I are called upon to pose enigmatically with a paper mache model of a horny-toed lizard man or some other such nonsense. Mulder thinks it’s hilarious; but then again, Mulder would.