Envisioning Assignment for Mike Gogulski

Today is finally the day. I pass the guard who stares me down, but allows me through with my valid American passport. I won't have to endure this tyranny much longer, I no longer want to be a part of this unequal system riddled with corruption and military might. The door of the embassy is a cold steel, chilled by Bratislava's winter. I approach the clerk, announcing, "I am no longer a citizen of the United States, I will be free!". The lighter is hard to start, and burns my fingers as I hold it under my passport. THey scream for security and all I can do is stand and wait to be pushed from the legal US borders and ignore them. I am finally free of government, free of its evil grasp and slow bureaucracy. I am nationless.