Explosion in Oslo.

Does he realise that almost every country in Europe and North America face that issue? Especially with EU immigration it's just very easy to move from one country to the next nowadays. Was he killing immigrant youths or Norwegians, I mean did he have an agenda? Was he part of a group? Very confusing affair.

Strange article about the suspect on Kotaku, apparently he, while playing online game like World of Warcraft, was a down to earth a nice guy. Surprising what he did then:
http://kotaku.com/5824082/online-gaming-friends-of-oslo-suspect-say-he-couldnt-harm-a-fly

 

I think the background might be that because Sweden, Denmark and Finland have nearly closed their borders for immigration, the immigration in Norway rises. Because of this, Anders snapped and did this.

His target was a political youth group. They are the youth group of one of the current sitting governmental parties (we have a multiparty system, and there are more than one party in government). Norway is also not in the EU, we're only in the EEC (Economic part of it)

As far as agenda go, we don't know. He was spotted at the place of the bomb. They assumed he's in an extremist environment, but as far as they know, he acted alone. Another person was apprehended, but we have received very little information about him.

It is indeed a confusing case, but from what I gather, it's political.

 

BBC is saying 92 dead (85 of them from Utoeya), with at least four still missing.

I hate to draw conclusions before the full facts are given out, but from what I've read, I also think it was a political attack. The man is Norwegian, a conservative Christian, and he looks about as Scandinavian as you can... It's so horrible that the majority of his targets and victims are just teenagers, and they were killed for their political views, it just sickens me.

 

I found a blog where one of the people from the shooting has written their experience. If you are interested, let me know and I will translate it.

Nvm, I'll do it anyway.

I translated a blogpost of someone who was on the island that got attacked. I must warn you that it's not an easy read. It's heavy stuff and emotional.

Original (Norwegian post) here: http://prableen.origo.no/-/bulletin/show/672218_helvete-paa-utoeya

Hell on Utøya.

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I have woken up. I can’t sleep anymore. I’m sitting in the living room. Feeling sorrow, anger, luck, God, I don’t know what. There are too many emotions. There are too many thoughts. I’m scared. I react to every single sound. I will now write about what happened at Utøya. What my eyes saw, what I felt, and what I did. The words are coming straight from my heart, but I will at the same time keep many names anonymous, in respect of my friends.

We had had an emergency meeting in the main building after the explosions in Oslo. After that, there was a meeting for the members of Akershus and Oslo. After the meetings many, many were located in and around the main building. We comforted ourselves that we were safe on an island. No one knew hell would break loose here with us as well.

I stood in the main hallway when the panic broke out. I heard gunshots. I saw him shoot. Everyone started to run. The first thought was: “Why is the police shooting at us? What the fuck?!†I ran into the small hall. People ran. Screamed. I was afraid. I managed to get into one of the rooms in the back of the building. We were many in there. Everyone laid on the floor. We heard more gunshots. We got more scared. I cried. I didn’t understand anything. I saw my best friend through the window and was wondering if I should go out to get him inside to me. I didn’t make it. I saw the fear in his eyes. We laid on the floor in the room in a couple of minutes. We agreed not to let more in, in case the murderer came. We heard more shots and decided to jump out the window. The panic spread within us.

Everyone inside the room hurried to the window and tried to jump out. I was the last one and thought: “I’m the last one to jump out the window. Now I’ll die. I’m certain, but maybe it’s alright, then I know the others are safe.†I threw my purse out the window. Tried to climb down, but lost my grip. I landed hard on the left part of my body. A boy helped me up. We ran into the forest. I looked around. “Is he here? Is he shooting at me? Can he see me?†A girl had broken her ankle. Another was severely hurt. I tried to help before I continued down towards the water. I seeked cover behind some sort of brick wall. We were many. I prayed, prayed, prayed. I hoped God saw me. I called mom and said it wasn’t certain we would meet again, but I would do anything to make it. I repeatedly said I loved her. I heard the fear in her voice. She cried. It hurt. I sent a text to dad, told him I loved him. I sent a text to another person whom I love very, very much. We kept a little bit in contact. I sent a text to my best friend. He didn’t reply. We heard more shots. Crawled together. Did everything we could to keep warm. There were so many thoughts. I was scared. Dad called me. I cried, told him I loved him. He said he was on his way with my brother to meet me when I came over to solid ground or when they got to the island. There were so many emotions. So many thoughts. I prayed all I could. Time passed. The others called their parents and eventually they all started texting, in fear of the murderer might hear us. I thought of my sister who is out of town. How can I tell her how it went? What happened to me. I updated Twitter and Facebook with I was as of now alive and “safe.†I wrote I was waiting for the police. People jumped into the water, started to swim. I stayed on the ground, laying. I decided if he came, I would play dead. I wasn’t going to run or swim. I can’t explain the fear, all the thought, what I felt.

A man came. “I’m from the police.†I stayed down. Someone screamed at him to prove it. I can’t quite remember what he said, but the murderer started shooting. He reloaded. Shot more. He shot the people around me. I stayed down. I thought: “Now it’s over. He’s here. He’s going to get me. Now I die.†People screamed. I heard others being shot. Others jumped into the water. I laid there. Cellphone in my hand. I laid on top of one girls’ legs. Two others laid on top of my legs. I stayed down. Texts were ticking in. The phone rang several times. I stayed down. I played dead. I laid there for at least an hour. There was complete silence. I slowly turned my head to see if I could find anyone alive. I saw a body. I saw blood. Fear. I decided to get up. I had been laying on top of a body. Two bodies were on top of me. I had a guardian angel.

I didn’t know if he would come back. I didn’t have the courage to see all who had called and texted me. I hurried down towards the water. Took my sweater off. It was big. I thought it would be difficult to swim with it. I argued whether I should bring my phone, or leave it. I put it in my back pocket and jumped in. I saw several others in the water. They had swam far. I saw someone had gathered around some sort of floating airboat or something. There were many who picked up the ones who swam. I swam, swam and swam towards the air thing. I screamed. Cried. Got Cold. Wondered when I would drown. It got heavier and heavier. I prayed. I continued. My arms got tired. Decided to turn around on my back and only use my legs to swim. I sank. I started swimming normally again. For a while, I thought the ones who had gathered around the airboat started moving away. I screamed. Begged them to wait for me. I must have been imagining things. I swam at least a couple hundred meters before I reached them. We talked a bit together. Told them our names, where we were from. When the boats drove past, we yelled for help, but they were picking up the others who were swimming first. A man in a boat came to us. He threw out several life-vests. I got one. Got it on me. I held on to the tiny airboat for a long time until the same man came back to pick us up. Everyone got in. He started driving towards land. After a while, the tiny boat took in a little water. I did what I could to get the most possible water out. I used a bucked. I got tired. Another girl in the boat took over. We got to shore. We received blankets. The tears were pressing on. I cried more. A woman hugged me. It felt so good. I cried loudly. I sobbed. A man borrowed me his phone. I called dad: “I’m alive. I made it. Now I’m safe.†I hung up. Cried some more. We had to walk a short distance. Total strangers took us in their cars and drove us to Sundvollen Hotel. I ran in to see if I could see my best friend. I didn’t see him anywhere. I saw a girlfriend of mine. I cried loudly. We hugged each other for a long period of time. It felt good. I walked around, looking for friends. My heart was beating. I cried more. I registered myself at the police, saw through the lists. I didn’t know if my best friend was alive. I was scared. I saw through all of the lists. I couldn’t find his name anywhere. I was scared. I got a comforter. Took off my wet socks. I was half-naked. Received a jacket. I tried to collect myself. Contacted my parents again. My dad and big brother were on their way to pick me up. I drank some hot cocoa. Sat down. Thought. Cried. Saw more friends. Hugged them. Cried. I got to borrow a computer. Updated Facebook and Twitter again that I was now safe. I was on the hotel for several hours before my family came. I looked for people I recognized. Talked to a minister. I explained all I had seen. It was a good conversation. A man from the Red Cross looked at my wounds. Cleaned them. Time passed. I was with some of my friends. Everyone talked about the same. How we had survived. What had happened. I asked several if they had seen my best friend. No one had seen him. I got scared. Thught it was my fault because we hadn’t managed to stick together. A girlfriend got a keycard to a hotel room. We sat down there, watched the news. There was anger, sorrow, so many feelings. Dad called, they had arrived. I took the elevator downstairs. Ran out to them. Hugged my older brother and my dad for a long time. I cried loudly. My brother cried as well. It was a good moment. I saw a boy who looked like my best friend. I called out his name. He turned around. It was him. we hugged each other for a long time. We both cried, we asked each other how we had survived. After a while, I checked out and we drove home. Someone else were driving with us. My best friend came with me home. His brother had come to me together with his best friend. There were several people who had gathered in my house. They wouldn’t leave until they saw I was alright. talked We talked a bit. I drank a glass of juice. Ate a yoghurt. Talked some more with my mom and my family. I called my best girlfriend. It was a good conversation. She said: “I wasn’t sure if I would ever receive this call.†The tears pushed on. We talked a bit. After that, I went to bed. It was 3A.M. My mom refused to let me sleep alone, so we slept together.

Some hours have passed since this all happened. I’m still in shock. Everything has not sunk in quite yet. I have seen the dead bodies of my friends. Several of my friends are still missing. I am happy I can swim. I am happy to be alive. For God watched me. There are so many emotions, so many thoughts. I think of all the kin. Of everyone I’ve lost. On the hell that is and was on the island. The most beautiful adventure of the summer has turned into Norway’s worst nightmare.

 

As for the tragedies that happened in Utøya and Oslo, my heart goes to all of the Norwegian people. And thank you for translating that blog post Noroz, it's a very interesting read.

 

Let's keep it calm ladies. No need to escalate this any further, we don't want this thread to be about arguing over what someone posted.

Anyway I've not heard much about what happened, I don't watch the news or anything but from what I've read here it is quite a tragedy. Any death and casualty in this manner would be.

 

My heart goes out to the victims and victims family who died in Utøya or Oslo and to all Norwegian people. Some of the pictures I saw left me shaking, that blog entry did too. It's a very upsetting thing to read. Thank you for the translation though Noroz it is was an interesting and emotional read. RIP those killed.

 

Spoiler

 

I'm so horrified about this, it saddens me and my prayers go to those who lost someone. I really hope that it doesn't happen again, there has been too much loss recently.

The 84 dead at the youth camp sounds horrific, I have no questions but I will be praying for them.

 

Published in "Le Figaro", a French newspaper :

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La passion du jeu en ligne comme couverture de ses activités

Anders Behring Breivik explique ainsi comment s'être servi du jeu en ligne World of Warcraft (WoW) comme couverture. «Savoir se servir des tabous sociaux est un excellent moyen d'empêcher vos proches de fouiner un peu trop dans vos affaires», explique-t-il. Il s'est ainsi servi du tabou de l'addiction au jeu. «Par exemple, dites à vos proches que vous avez commencé à jouer à WoW, ou à tout autre type de jeu en ligne, et que ce jeu va vous demander beaucoup de temps et d'effort dans les prochains mois ou années. Ce 'projet' va pouvoir justifier le fait que vous vous isoliez, ou que vous ne répondiez plus beaucoup au téléphone. C'est simple, il suffit de dire que vous êtes totalement absorbé par le jeu», écrit-il.

«Vous seriez étonnés de savoir tout ce que vous pouvez faire sans que personne ne vous soupçonne en invoquant votre passion de ce jeu. Par exemple, si vous avez besoin de vous rendre à l'étranger pour mener à bien votre plan, dites simplement à vos proches que vous allez voir un de vos amis joueurs de WoW, ou mieux encore, que vous allez rencontrer une fille de votre guilde (équipe de jeu NDLR). Vous verrez, personne ne vous en demandera plus.»

http://www.lefigaro.fr/internationa...ttaques-preparees-depuis-plusieurs-annees.php

Loose translation :
Anders Behring Breivik explains that he used the on-line game World of Warcraft as a cover.
«Knowing how to use social taboos is an excellent way to ensure that your loved ones mind their own business.»
Therefore he used the video game addiction taboo.
«For instance tell your friends that you' ve started playing WoW, or any other on-line game, and that you intend to spend a considerable amount of time and effort into it for several months or years. This "project" will be a perfect explanation as to why you isolate yourself or don' t answer your phone much. It's simple, just say you're totally absorbed in the game.»

«You' d be surprised to find out the amount of things you can do without anyone ever suspecting anything by invoking your passion for this game. For example, if you need to go abroad to carry out your plan, simply tell your loved ones you'll see one of your WoW friends, or better yet, that you'll meet a girl who' s in your guild. No one will ask for more.»

 

They adjusted the amount of dead on Utøya (The shooting) to 76. They had a too high number, because of a pressured situation where they prioritized the survivors. The number might rise though.
Also, there was a minute of silence in Norway, Sweden, Denmark and Finland today at Noon, it was indeed a beautiful sound of silence.

Also, the youngest killed was 14 years old.

 

I stumbled upon a French website news :
http://www.gameblog.fr/blogs/yohann2...CtAUtg4U.tweet
51 video games have been banned in Norway (WOW, and probably every other FPS).

I also found this :
http://feedthegamer.info/2011-07-29/...norway-killer/

Riiight, let' s ban a bunch of inoffensive games rather than real guns ...
I propose to also ban water guns, you have no idea just how much one can gather about real guns handling from them nor how much of a madman it can turn your kids into. Ater all, a law hastily thrown as an emotional reaction to the latest saddening news has to be a good law, how could it not be ?

 

About the banned video games, that is completely incorrect. We are the nation with the most freedom.
All I know of that is banned in Norway, is currently three movies. Kite due to child pornography, Ichi The Killer, violence/cruelty and A Serbian Film, due to sexual representation of children.

Whoever wrote that are extremely off, and I'd recommend checking more than one source next time.
And really? A blog? Blogs are never reliable.

Also, there are always groups like that, and they get blown out of proportion. I fail to see there being more than 100 members of that group.

 

Yeah, I tried to find some more reliable source, apparently it' s just one chain which temporarily took those games off the shelves and it's not just games, it's also toy guns and stuff like that, they are saying they are doing it in sympathy for the victims and their families. Sorry for the misleading "news". I don' t speak Norwegian myself, maybe you could tell me if I' ve got my facts right this time ?
http://www.vg.no/nyheter/innenriks/oslobomben/artikkel.php?artid=10081059

 

It is all temporarily, and I do believe you can most likely get them if you ask for them. Also, it's one chain that is a general store.
Also, it's about the dumbest thing I've heard of.

 

Yeah, those games are definitely not banned in most stores considering how I went to GAME the day that article was posted and all the games were there, I bought a couple and they even had WoW which he "played". It's the store itself that decided they didn't want to sell those games, our government would never ban any violent games or something silly like that, IIRC we had Manhunt 2 uncesored, or at the very least we wanted it as such, unlike basically all the rest of the world lol.

 

you've got that right. a whole quarter of my family is Norweigan, so this shook us up pretty badly. Luckily, none of my relatives were injured.