It’s been another crazy week, boys, with lockdowns, quarantines, and bullshit galore from our Supreme Government Overlords. Fortunately it appears that the growing discontent of ordinary people is finally reaching them through their tin ears; several countries in Europe are looking to lift the heaviest of their lockdown procedures, amid concrete signs that the worst of the Kung Flu has passed.

And of course, His Most Illustrious, Noble, August, Benevolent, and Legendary Celestial Majesty, the God-Emperor of Mankind, Donaldus Triumphus Magnus Astra, the First of His Name, may the Lord bless him and preserve him, is aggressively pushing to get the entire country back open for business – with some quite unintentionally hilarious consequences. You see, the Daemoncrats have suddenly rediscovered a love for federalism, which they comprehensively erased from their collective memory over the past fifty years, and now five of their governors are trying to find a way to unite against the God-Emperor to stop their states from opening up when the order comes down from the top.

There is a lot of legal debate about whether or not the God-Emperor has the right to order states to open their borders for commerce again, and to remove the states of emergency. Frankly all that legalistic wrangling is basically pointless nowadays; anyone who thinks that “rule of law” actually applies in the Western world these days is delusional. There is no such thing when “the law” is simply whatever a judge thinks it is.

But let’s put all of that to one side for a moment and get our minds in gear for the coming weekend – because there are now clear signs of hope and optimism.