Anarchists should leave my country:
I had this dream last night that featured most of my friends from Morgan Hill. We were trying to build a pier out of 2x4s ala Jason Christopher style. Everyone was their current age and in their current relationships (mostly). I remember swimming around a lot and treading water while Julie Sullivan was there hitting me on the sole of my foot with the nail end of her nail board. I asked Jason to make her stop after my pleas went unheeded.
The General is still in the fog, however, much more has been revealed. He no has a map of the area and a fighting chance for some of the company to survive if he can navigate his way out of this gauntlet of woe. If but only he could read the map.