Thoughts after the massacre in Norway
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This is a far darker subject than what we normally get in this forum, but I felt like writing some words. The bomb near the goverment buildings and the horrible shootings on Utøya was a terrible shock to all Norwegians. This act of terrorism can be compared to the Oklahoma bombings, but the shock was probably even bigger. We were/are in a sense "inocents". A comedian asked his friends what they liked best about living in Norway. Here are some of the answers:
Politicians only pretend to disagree to make debates less boring.
De-frosted pizza is the most popular dinner
The vice-speaker of Parliament is born in Pakistan and drives a bus on his off hours
The police normally don't carry firearms
We smile when the sun comes out
A single murder is national news
You can meet ministers of the government in the COOP cue completely unguarded
The Crown Prince was the DJ at the Ministry of Foreign affairs' Christmast party
Everyone is middle class
The Prime Minister once presented himself at a party like this: "My name is Jens. I'm Camilla's brother."
How much of this strange country have we lost now?
"We are so few in this country, every fallen is a brother or a friend"
(from the poem "17th of May 1940" written by the poet Nordahl Grieg after the German attack on Norway that year
Politicians only pretend to disagree to make debates less boring.
De-frosted pizza is the most popular dinner
The vice-speaker of Parliament is born in Pakistan and drives a bus on his off hours
The police normally don't carry firearms
We smile when the sun comes out
A single murder is national news
You can meet ministers of the government in the COOP cue completely unguarded
The Crown Prince was the DJ at the Ministry of Foreign affairs' Christmast party
Everyone is middle class
The Prime Minister once presented himself at a party like this: "My name is Jens. I'm Camilla's brother."
How much of this strange country have we lost now?
"We are so few in this country, every fallen is a brother or a friend"
(from the poem "17th of May 1940" written by the poet Nordahl Grieg after the German attack on Norway that year
Comments
Like most I can't believe someone could do that, especially to such soft targets. I understand terrorism and what motivates them into what they see as a war, but this is very different. This was an inferior, bitter, shameful, inadequate individual who shows no regret, killed unarmed people yet lacked the guts to make a fight with the armed and well-trained security forces or take his own life.
However, he will be alive to see how little overall damage his actions have done. He won't have changed a single policy, beaten people into thinking differently, allowed his actions to leave people in fear. All he will see is how he has united people, strengthened their resolve and acheived nothing. And he'll have a longtime locked away to think about this.
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I'm sorry for what happened.
TSA said it right.
-Mr Arlington Beech
At first it was thought to be Muslim extremism, then others are saying, why is this guy described as a lone nutter and not a terrorist, whereas Muslim radicals who kill are 'terrorists'? But to be fair, it's because despite whatever this guy claimed, his aim doesn't seem part of a wider active movement. It's not racism, rather this seems more like Columbine, which you wouldn't call terrorism either. Now, the Red Army Brigade in West Germany were terrorists and described as such, and were of course white, but that was a political style movement of sorts. Now you do get Al Quaida types just acting alone, but it is also part of a wider movement of sorts.
That said, I do wonder about this bloke hiring a Labour party guy as his defence lawyer, seems like he wants to enjoy this guy's discomfort really, the irony that he had to make a case for this guy.
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Yeah, it should have been a separate thread, I suppose. 8-)
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