"Are You an Alien?"

"Your Mama!"

Mother’s Day is as good a day as any to refine our conception of aliens from outer space.

What being can be so alien as not to have had a mother? Surely the idea of motherhood would be something to break the ice with, with an alien. “Did you land here on Mother’s Day to make a point — gesture of solidarity sort of thing? Or…”

On second thought, we just don’t know. A given alien may have been born of two uncles, and be unable to see anything odd, much less wrong, about that. An alien may not have any sense of odd. Or even worse, of wrong.

Another possibility is that when aliens arrive, they lack the concept of motherhood and, then, when introduced to it (perhaps via old country-music songs, like the anti-drinking-and-gambling one, “Mother, the Queen of My Heart”), they resent that we do have such a concept and they don’t. There would be plenty of sore subjects between aliens and us, without our creating one.

At any rate, the government is releasing heretofore classified intelligence on UFO’s (or UAP, as I believe they are called today so as to keep us off-balance). I’ll bet none of it gets at the main question:

Will aliens be even stranger than our “Groypers”?