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Haxorsist

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  1. At first when I started reading ASOIAF I liked how no character was safe and that anyone could die. What's been bugging me lately however, is that GRRM seems to kill off too many of the important characters. It's almost as if he does it just for the hell of it. It gets a bit old, and at the end of ADWD I was like "yeah, figures".
  2. Happy birthday Dragonmount! I like DM because of all the awesome and funny people I've met here. Some are gone, but most are still here. Every once in a while I notice awesome people who have been around for years, but who I've only just noticed. It's a big community filled with wonderful people, and I'll probably hang around as long as you'll let me.
  3. Well, locking him up in a psychatric institution in no way guarantees that he will be locked up for life. The purpose of the involuntary commitment is to treat him. It's not intended to be a form of punishment. If the psychiatrists treating him are convinced he has been 'cured' and that he doesn't pose a risk to the society, he could get released. That might be highly unlikely, but it's also unlikely that he'll only serve 10 years. In any case, I hope the court approaches the question of his sanity with integrity and respect for the rule of law. If there's one thing I've heard a lot lately, it is that we won't let him change who we are and what we stand for.
  4. What I think Maj is getting at, is that if he is declared insane he will be found not guilty, which will most likely upset a lot of people.
  5. The prosecution face a bit of a dilemma when it comes to his charges. If he is sentenced to custody (forvaring), the court can sentence him to a maximum of 21 years. The court can set the minimum time served to no longer than 10 years. When the 10 years are up, the courts will have to assess whether he still poses a threat to society and they may lengthen the sentence at 5 year intervals. In theory he could serve life in prison. If he is sentenced to 30 years in prison, he will have the right to probation after doing 2/3 of his time if he has behaved well during his incarceration. So with the regular prison sentence he could be released in 2031 or he might face imprisonment until 2041. If the sentence is custody, he might be imprisoned for life, but he could also be released in 2021. Of course, this all depends on whether he is found insane. If that happens he will be locked up in jail or at a psychiatric institution for a long time.
  6. Glenn Beck really doesn't deserve the attention. He's scum. Here's a link to the audio for those who want to hear: http://mediamatters.org/mmtv/201107250006
  7. The police prosecutor has now said they are considering charging Breivik for crimes against humanity. The definition of crimes against humanity in the Norwegian Penal Code differs somewhat from the definition in the Rome Statues of the ICC. It's not necessary that the crimes were committed as part of government policy. The law applies to where, as part of a systematic attack, a civilian population's basic human rights are violated because of their political convictions. If convicted, Breivik may face 30 years inprisonment.
  8. The death toll from Utøya has been revised to 68 dead. This includes the person who died at the hospital. EDIT: The death toll from the bomb has been revised to 8 dead. Both numbers are subject to change as the police continue their investigation.
  9. I appreciate this is an important topic, but let's not turn this into a debate about the death penalty. A thread about the death penalty can be made in D&D.
  10. He pleaded not guilty, but did acknowledge that he had committed the acts mentioned in the charges.
  11. This is from a blog of a girl who was at Utøya and witnessed the shootings. http://prableen.origo.no/-/bulletin/show/672218_helvete-paa-utoeya I translated it with Google Translate and corrected some of the translation. Hell at Utøya. I woke up. I can not sleep more. I'm sitting in the living room. Feeling grief, anger, happiness, God, I do not know what. There are too many emotions. There are too many thoughts. I'm afraid. I react to the slightest sound. I will write about what happened on Utøya. What my eyes saw, what I felt, what I did. The words come straight from the gut, but I would also anonymize many names out of respect for my friends. We had a crisis meeting in the main building after the explosions in Oslo. After that there was a meeting for members of Akershus and Oslo. After the meetings there were many, many people around and in the main building. We consoled ourselves that we were safe on an island. No one knew that hell would break out with us too. I stood in the main hallway when panic broke out. I heard shots. I saw him shoot. All started to run. The first thought was: "Why is the police shooting at us? What the hell? "I ran into the little room. People ran. Screamed. I was scared. I managed to get into one of the rooms at the back of the building. We were many in there. We lay on the floor all together. We heard several shots. Were more afraid. I cried. I knew nothing. I saw my best friend through the window and wondered if I should go out and bring him to me. I did not. I saw fear in his eyes. We were lying on the floor inside the room for a few minutes. We agreed not to release more in case the killer came. We heard several shots and decided to jump out the window. Panic broke out among us. All in the room rushed to the window and tried to jump out. I was the last and thought: "I am the last to jump out the window. Now I'm dying. I'm sure, but it might be okay, then I know that 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 side of the body. A boy helped me up. We ran into the woods. I looked around. "Is he here? Is he shooting at me? Can he see me?" A girl had a broken ankle. Another was severely injured. I tried to help a little bit before I went down to the water. I sought cover behind a sort of brick wall. We were many. I prayed, prayed, prayed. I hoped that God saw me. I called Mom and said that I was not sure we ​​would meet again, but that I would do anything to survive. I said several times that I loved her. I heard fear in her voice. She cried. It hurt. I sent a text message to my dad, told him I loved him. I sent a text message to another person I hold very, very dear. We kept in touch. I sent a text message to my best friend. He did not answer. We heard several shots. Huddled together. Did everything we could to keep warm. There were so many thoughts. I was so scared. My dad called me. I cried, said I loved him. He said he was going with my brother to get me when I come across to the mainland, or they came to the island. There were so many emotions. So many thoughts. I told everything I could. It took some time. The others called their parents. Eventually everybody started texting of fear that the killer would hear us. I thought of my sister who's away. How I would tell her how it went? What happened to me. I updated on Twitter and Facebook that I was still alive and that I was "safe." I wrote that I was waiting for the police. People jumped into the water, started swimming. I was lying. I decided that if he did come, I would play dead. I would not run or swim. I can not describe the fear, all my thoughts, what I felt. A man came. "I'm from the police." I was lying. Some shouted back that he had to prove it. I do not remember exactly what he said, but the killer started shooting. He charged. Continued shooting. He shot those around me. I was lying. I think: "Now it's over. He's here. He takes me. Now I'm dying." People screamed. I heard that others were shot. Others jumped into the water. I was there. The mobile phone in hand. I lay on top of the legs of a girl. Two others laid on top of my legs. I was lying. I received text messages. The mobile phone rang several times. I was lying. I played dead. I lay there for at least an hour. It was completely quiet. I gently turned my head to see if I could see someone live. I saw dead bodies. I saw blood. Fear. I decided to get up. I had been lying on top of a dead body. There were two dead bodies on top of me. I had a guardian angel. I did not know if he would come back again. I did not have the courage to look at all those who had called and texted me. I hurried down to the water. I took off my sweater. It was great. I thought it would be difficult to swim with it. I considered whether I should bring my cell phone or leave it. I put it in my back pocket and jumped into the water. I saw several others in the water. They had swum far. I saw that someone had gathered around an inflatable boat or something like that. There were many who picked up those who swam out. I swam, swam, and swam towards the air thing. I screamed. Weeped. Was cold. I thought of when I would drown. It was heavier and heavier. I prayed. I continued. Had tired arms. Decided to turn my back and just use my legs to swim with. I sank. I started to swim normally again. A little while I thought the people who had gathered around the inflatable boat began to move away. I screamed. Begged them to wait for me. I must have seen visions. I swam at least a few hundred meters before I arrived. We talked a little together. Told them our names, where we came from. The boats passed those of us who were shouting for help, but they picked up the others who swam first. A man in a boat came to us. He threw out several life jackets. I got hold of one. Got it on me. I held on to the small air boat a long time until the same man came back to pick us up. All got into it. He began to run towards the shore. After a while his boat started to take in some water. I did everything I could to get the most water out. I used a bucket. I was exhausted. Another girl in the boat took over. We came to the shore. We got blankets. Tears pressed on. I cried more. A woman hugged me. It was so good. I wept aloud. I sobbed. A man lent me his phone. I called my dad, "I'm alive. I did it. Now I am safe." I hung up. Cried more. We had to walk a bit. Completely unknown people took us into 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 friend. I cried loudly. We hugged each other for a long time. It was good. I walked around, looking for friends. My heart pounded. I cried more. I signed up with the police, then went through all the lists. I did not know whether my best friend lived. I looked through all the lists. I could not find his name anywhere. I was scared. I got a duvet. I took off my wet socks. I was half naked. Got a jacket. I tried to dial a bit. Contacted my parents again. My dad and brother were on their way to fetch me. I drank some cocoa. I sat down. Thought. Wept. So many friends. Hugged them. Wept. I borrowed a computer. Updated the Facebook and Twitter again that I was safe. I was at the hotel for several hours before my family came. I looked for someone familiar. I talked to a priest. I told all I had seen. It was a good call. A man from the Red Cross saw all my wounds. Cleansed them. Time passed. I was with some of my friends. Everybody talked about the same. How we survived. What had happened. I asked several if they had seen my best friend. No one had seen him. I was scared. I thought that it was my fault because we had not managed to stay together. A friend got the key to a hotel room. We sat there, looked at the news. There was anger, sorrow, so many emotions. My dad called, they had come. I took the elevator down. Ran out to them. Hugged my brother and my dad a long time. I wept aloud. My brother was crying too. It was a good moment. I saw a boy who looked like my best friend. I shouted his name. He turned around. It was him. We hugged each other for long. Both crying, we asked each other how we had managed. After a while, I registered myself and we drove home. Someone else sat in with us. My best friend was with me. His brother had come to me with his best friend. There were several who had gathered at my home. They would not go home until they had seen that I was fine. We talked a little bit. I drank a glass of juice. Ate a yogurt. Talked some more with my mom and my family. I called my best friend. It was a good call. She said: "I was not sure if I would ever get this phone." Tears pressed on. We talked a little bit. After that I lay. It was three. Mom refused to let me sleep alone, so we slept together. Several hours have passed since all this happened. I'm still in shock. Everything has not sunken in. I have seen the corpses of my friends. Several of my friends are missing. I am glad that I can swim. I am glad that I live. For that God watched over me. There are so many emotions, so many thoughts. I think of all the relatives. In all I lost. In the hell that is and was on the island. This summer's most beautiful fairy tale is transformed into Norway's worst nightmare
  12. When I went to bed last night the death toll was "only" 10 at Utøya. When I woke up it was over 80. I'm speechless. There were kids as young as 14-15 years old at Utøya. I've heard multiple witness accounts and it sounds like a true nightmare. I'm proud of our PM Jens Stoltenberg, who said we will respond with more openness and more democracy.
  13. The ex-PM (Gro Harlem Brundtland) was there a few days ago. The current PM was reportedly scheduled to give a speech there later today. Edit: Apparently Brundtland left there an hour before the shooting. Reports are also saying that the gunman has been killed or apprehended by the police.
  14. There are now reports of shooting at Utøya which is where the summer camp of the Woker's Youh League (The Labour Party's youth organisation) is being held.
  15. The police has now confirmed that it was a bomb. Aftenposten is reporting that the police are looking for two more bombs.
  16. I just watched a report saying that there was road construction being done in the area, so they wouldn't rule out a gas explosion. Let's hope it's a gas explosion. I don't know how powerful blast that would create. The blast blew out windows 1 km away.
  17. Earlier today an explosion went off in Oslo near most of the government buildings in the capital. Reports say it's a bomb, though this hasn't been confirmed by any official sources. I'm watching the live coverage now, and it looks like a war zone. Norwegians check in to let us know you're okay!
  18. If I link my facebook account to my forum account will everybody be able to see my facebook account?
  19. You got that right! It can lead to some pretty bizarre results.
  20. Sorry to barge in here and stuff, but what the hell kind of heathen place did you grow up Danya? You don't put the pants on before the last day of school before May 1st! Sacrilege!
  21. Is there anything (apart from our honest souls) preventing us from voting multiple times?
  22. Wait, is it possible to pronounce it in a different way?
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