This Sunday, my church ended its services with the hymn "This Joyful Eastertide." The last stanza was:
"My flesh in hope shall rest, and for a season slumber, till trump from east to west shall wake the dead in number."
It's only a coincidence, but I would say a hopeful (if not prescient) omen.
The hymn dates from 1894, so I don't think there can be any Q or Trump connection. Just a coincidence. But maybe an omen of good tiding.