I Dreamed Of Iraq Being Abandoned!

Many of you know I have been feeling the effects of a cold for the past week. They are never pleasant to contend with, and the single best cure seems to be plenty of rest, which doesn’t always come easily.
After the past weeks events, when the traiterous leftard congress critters sent a message that they were prepared to abandon the mission in Iraq, for their political advantage, and no other benefit, it was unsettling to many Americans. Many of you also know of my participation in the evacuation of Saigon, just before it fell to the communist, and the feeling of betrayal to the wonderful people of South Vietnam I, and many others, have felt for the past three decades.
So it shouldn’t be any surprise that I have strong reservations against what the Defeatocrats are attempting, based on historical events. Which brings me to a disturbing dream I had, during a feverish sleep on Sunday.
I dreamed I was standing in a sprawling neighborhood in Iraq, possibly in Baghdad, and the cut and run policies of the Defeatocrats had already been implemented. I was not a participant, just an observer, watching all that was taking place. The last of the troops had just left in their vehicles, and the Iraqi people were scrambling around, gathering up what belongings they could carry. The men weren’t present, just women and children, all screaming in fear and panic. Mothers with their children, young girls, pre and post adoldescents, in a cacophony of terror, which now included the sounds of the mufsidun, Sunni or Shiia, it didn’t matter, and the sound was that of a pack of wolves. I stood and watched, as the women ran from the street, down an embankment and attempted to flee. I watched with horror, a young Iraqi girl, perhaps twelve, attempt to join the fleeing women, when an enormous wolf pounced on her, turning his head sideways so as to wrap his giant muzzle around the young girls waist. As he did, she was screaming without sound, and the blood from her body was sprayed all over the people that ran by, as the wolf took his time devouring the girl. I only watched this for a moment, and looked around and saw wolves circling, attacking , and killing every person in sight, and when one person might appear to make it to the other embankment, another enormous wolf would appear and destroy them as well. This scene faded to black, and my horrific dream was over…thankfully.
I don’t often remember my dreams, as they mostly seem innocuous, or of a nature that I would not feel comfortable posting on my friends blog. This dream, however, was poignant, and is not the future I wish for the Iraqi people, or for any, not even the disgustingly immoral leftards in this country that refuse to see how important the fight in Iraq is, and how much the majority of Iraqis want us there, and want our help. The mufsidun are the wolf pack, and they are at their best when the weakest and most vulnerable are present, and when the hunters are gone.
Let me close with a brief email from my Kurdish bud. This is the last email I got from him, and this was 20 Jan. I would have heard if anything had happened to him, I think he is very busy, as he is a translator with the U.S. military, and is involved in the new Baghdad security plan.

Dear (n2l) Hi,
Thank you for understanding the whole picture, it is very danger if we free world people stop aiding Iraqi people in this battle, it will affect the whole world in a very near future, this battle between good and bad , there is to much hate in the heart of these fanatic against the western country all together, if they could they will destroy us all in a Minuit, I wish all American understand this,

I am not known as a clairvoyant, and I sincerely hope this was just a bad dream, induced by an elevated body temperature.

Addendum:Iraq War Attitudes.