An educational institution whose mission is threefold: 1) to supply the Amercadian Space Brigade with well-trained recruits (see: fodder, cannon), 2) to relieve the planet Amercadia of its surplus population, thus freeing up arable land, and 3) to provide exhausted parents from all corners of the known galaxy with a safe(ish) place to send their more “active” offspring.
“Dame Destiny has beckoned us
Into the starry blue
And all true hearts will reckon thus
To thine own class be true!
Your spinning, G-less halls!
Good Amercadian girls and lads
Will ever heed your call!”
– from the Amercadian Space Academy School Song