Suburban Senshi was born out of the feeling of frustration and helplessness post 9/11 as the world seemed to slide into a new war-like security state, and it became necessary to open a new window onto the Senshi’s world post Galaxia so that one could lose oneself in a happy “safe space” where the ugliness of the outside could be mocked, if not outrightly ignored.
Over time, things got better, and this space wasn’t so needed any longer.
Then, The Trumpening. I need say no more.
As the world threatens to slide back into a morass of antediluvian insanity, every instinct says “it’s time to open the door once more.”
And so here we are.
We are returning.