...AR rifle at the ready, BOAZ children suitably armed, all awaiting at the end of their driveway at the end of a typical, North Carolina middle-class neighborhood cul-de-sac, a place we call the BOAZ Cul-de-Sac.
After the fall of America, BOAZ' fantasy, natch, BOAZ is ready, willing and able to serve in the BOAZ Cul-de-Sac Militia.
His six figure "investment" in America's (and Israel's and China's and Russia's) "arms" is about to pay off, bigly, and the BOAZ family had their war face on!
BOAZ and his family were awaiting orders from their commanding officer, their next-door neighbor of many years:
He was a retired veteran, a "conservative," and most certainly a "Republican." Oh, and did I mention, he's white? But, he watched BOAZ' children grow up. When he said he had "Negro friends," he was thinking exactly of BOAZ.
But, after the fall of America in BOAZ' wet-dream of a fantasy (where he bagged his fair share of "enemies of the state"), the BOAZ family was ready for ACTION ...
Then ...
In comes General Bethlehem, astride his horse, riding into his latest civil war conquest, North Carolina and, today, the BOAZ Cul-de-Sac in North Carolina.
As he rides up, General Bethlehem turns to the commanding officer, sternly inquiring why there are still "enemies of the state" still standing.
For a quick moment, BOAZ' next-door neighbor of many years, the very neighbor who watched the BOAZ children grow up, who laughed at the silly liberals with BOAZ at their favorite watering hole and the VFW ...
... this next-door neighbor of many years, BOAZ' dear friend ...
... turned around and ordered the rest of the BOAZ Cul-de-Sac Militia to open fire on the hapless BOAZ family.
Condemned and summarily executed (along with his family) for being the wrong color in the 
She can go back to poisoning people with her restaurant.