A Very Strange Dream
What does this have to do with Afghanistan?

 
I woke this morning following what has to be one of the strangest dreams ever.

 

I was some kind of a guard in a secure area that few civilians were permitted to be in. As usual, I took my work less than serious; often making friendly conversation with the prisoners I had to escort within the facility.

 

I had a young man that had just been brought into the system. I tapped him down for weapons and found a sock filled with ball bearings in a front pocket. This called for a full body search, a job that I did not particularly enjoy. I directed the prisoner down a hallway to a special search room.

 

Before having him strip naked, I tapped him down again, this time a bit more vigorously. My hand hit a hard object and the pistol that he had shoved up his ass went off.

Ouch!

What does this all mean?