Kamrads. The worker’s paradise already exists. It lives in Russia and China and of course in Cuba. And will embrace you with open arms. All ready to go and without all of the yelling and gnashing of teeth. And you don’t have to f*** up this country to get there. In fact, with making your desires known, there are probably a clot of bitter clingers who would take up a collection just to give your sorry carcass a free ride out of here.
Leave passport on your way out.