Happy Easter, o ye faithful

I guess, and really, it’s a guess, that the Gospel of Judas was the talk of after-Easter meals this year. I don’t think it changes anything – if you’re unwilling to accept its bizarro-world revelations, such as the existance of the realm of Barbelo, home to the dream team of Jesus, the celestial mother, and The Self-Generated One, then you need not accept Judas as taking orders from Dr. J.