I will be putting several pieces under this general title. Note: they won't all be in SOC format. Some will be original poetry, musings, traditional essays, etc. But I couldn't resist the title's play on words for the whole series; it was just too delicious. 😉 The pieces will be unrelated to each other. In this, part one, the son represents the citizenry. Loosely structured. (Hint: it is not Mother America who is exiting in this.😉) Note to other Americans: Please don't be offended. I criticize not because I hate the country, but because I want the country to not be this inept, this corrupt, and full of greed-filled leaders.