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Monday 25 July 2011

Opna Landskap

Having lived for so long in a part of Spain where terrorism is a reality, I seem to have lost that idea/conviction that so many have had that these things cannot happen in Norway. It can happen. It has.

Media is gorging itself, both on the collective grief and the emerging information about the person who did it: Photos of dead and missing young people on the front page, interviews with friends from secondary school, a father he has not seen in 15 years, heroic deeds and rescues. And soon they will begin to ask why it was not prevented. As if somehow the police should investigate every person out there who owns a farm and buys fertilizer. If a person wants to do damage, that person will find a way, and more quietly if alone.

But this is all gleamed from finding the cartoons in the newspapers. I have an empty head, that function enough for work but there is little left when home. I try to write letters and nothing comes out, the cards remain empty, my diary have only one entry since I came here, just numbness, maybe a mental holiday after so much thinking and processing during these last 7 months?

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