Bramble.
The summer sleep away camp for youths is held on the island of Utoa every single year
for the past 61 years without fail.
Kids typically around the ages of 14 and 20 years old, they're going to gather for this
multiple nights day on this heart-shaped island.
And I say island, but don't picture like a tropical getaway destination.
It feels more like camping.
It's got that stereotypical summer camp setting in the middle of the woods, tall green
pine trees, bonfires, the dirt pathways that connect the campgrounds to the very few buildings
that are on this island.
You don't really even have many bathrooms.
You just have what they call the sanitation building, which is like this giant communal
bathroom where every single morning you see all these little teenagers come out of their
campgrounds.
So whether it's a little camping house or a little tent, they have their toothbrush in
hand ready to go to the bathrooms and brush their teeth.
During the summers, it's always raining or it's like drizzling.
So you hear that t-t-t-t on the tents.
And you likely need three bottles of mosquito spray on you at all times.
It's not bright and sunny all the time.
Now the island itself is relatively small.
It's about 26 acres, which to give you a comparison, a visual comparison, that's about
two massive stadiums combined.
The Yankee Stadium, for example, is a good comparison.
Two of those combined, or 15 football fields connected to each other.
I mean, okay, it's not small, but it's not large, especially during the camp session
when almost 600 teenagers are on the island.
The teenagers are there, the adults organizing the whole camp, the camp counselors, guest
speakers that come and talk to the teenagers are there.
And there's a lot of action going on.
With these teenagers, they've got energy.
Even after a full day, jam packed itinerary, they're like, we got to play some games at night.
They would have these little dance parties.
This is a time where Justin Bieber's baby was the hit song.
You could walk by a row of tents, and more often than not, that song is playing on repeat
in at least half of the tents.
Or if you sneak out of your tent after a lights out time, you might stumble upon two teenagers,
just groping each other on what they call the lover's path.
That's what they call it.
It's literally this grassy path where at some parts, the grass is really tall.
So if you were to lay down on the grass, it would cover your body.
I mean, I guess for that reason, teenagers are like, this is a great idea to just make
out in the grass and not be seen.
But like, not really, because it's called the lover's path.
So the odds of running into another couple that has the same exact idea as you is probably
high.
And they're not trying to make out, the camp goers would come up with very unique ways
to stay excited.
They made Wednesday a speed dating night.
Thursday's were for karaoke, and they would constantly play games with just a big group
of students, charades, tag, hide and seek, just with each other up and down this hilly island.
Oh, wait, be careful.
That leads to the edge of the island.
So most of the island would have cliff-like drops into the water.
But like I said, it's not really a beach where you have all that sand that gently goes into
the water.
It's like a drop.
And there's jagged rocks.
So yes, summer camp is about the games that you play.
And right now, there's a group of 11 teenagers laying down on the grass on the lover's path.
Here, right here.
Just lie down and pretend like we're dead.
Lie down kind of in like a strange position so it looks like we're dead.
Hurry.
They all start throwing their bodies awkwardly on the ground.
I mean, they're almost kind of piled up on each other with their limbs just tangled.
I mean, it's very uncomfortable.
It's the type of position to at least give you one of those aching leg cramps that makes
you want to cry.
It's very weird.
Now, if a single one of them moves, sneezes, coughs, or maybe they forgot to silence
their phone and it goes off, their cover would be blown.
It's a tense situation because at that point, it's not even about you.
It's about you blowing the cover for 10 of your friends.
I mean, the stakes are really high.
One of the 11 whispers, it'll be fine.
Okay?
Just stay like this.
They can all feel the rain drops hitting their face.
Just big droplets of water, but they're not even flinching in the slightest.
They're using all their energy to breathe in as little air as possible.
Because if we're both laying in the grass, your arm is on top of my waist and someone
else's leg is on top of you.
Every single time I breathe, your arm, that person's leg is going to go up and then it's
going to go down.
None of them really know how long they're supposed to be hiding like that.
I mean, I guess when the whole thing is over, right?
But when is that?
They're starting to get angsty.
They hear footsteps.
The footsteps are heavy, but not fast.
It's almost like a marching noise.
Heavy boots on the ground, one step at a time, not rushing.
Whoever this is, it's interesting.
They're not hiding and they're not playing dead.
The group of 11, they're holding their breaths while they hear the footsteps snapping
the branches and twigs on the moist mud ground and it sounds like it's getting closer.
I mean, they could have sworn that that snap sounded like it was right next to them.
One of the 11 lifts their head and looks up.
They see a guy, maybe early 30s, blonde hair, blue eyes, staring straight at them.
His face is empty.
He doesn't even look confused like why are there 11 teenagers just laying in the grass
like that?
He just looks like he's analyzing the situation.
He slowly raises his hand and in his hand, there is the gun.
And he shoots.
He fires over and over into the human pile on the grass.
If one wasn't shot yet, they were underneath friends who had been shot and their blood
was soaking into them now.
One boy kept begging the rest of the group, I'm dying, please help me, I think I'm dying.
Nobody could help him.
They're all dying too.
Out of the 11, only one would survive.
10 from that group would die.
But another 59 from the island, mainly teenagers, will also be killed in the next hour.
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There is a documentary out on this case that was quite insightful.
There is a town of articles and written deep drives, but probably the most invaluable
source for today's episode is a book on this case titled One of Us, The Story of Anders
Breivick, written by Asni Sairstad.
She is this incredibly talented investigative journalist that has won numerous awards
for her focus on young woman stories, typically and war torn countries.
She poured through the court documents work directly with the survivor's victims'
families and she was dedicated to unpacking every single layer of this really twisted,
really sick story.
The book is incredibly well written and by well written, I mean, just like got wrenchingly
painful to get through because of how emotional it gets and how raw it is.
Additionally, we did most of our research with Norwegian or Swedish articles, so as always
with international cases, please let us know in the comments if there was anything lost
in translation, miscommunicated or any additional information that you might have.
Now one big disclaimer.
Today's case involves a lot of heavy subjects that I think can inevitably turn very political
very quickly.
There are references to domestic terrorism, racism, Islamophobia, political opinions between
who the perpetrator views as a conservative or a liberal.
I know it's a lot.
Please view this at your own discretion and prioritize your health and your peace.
So with that being said, let's get into it.
Have you ever heard of the eye of providence?
I mean, maybe you haven't heard of the term, but the minute that I describe it, you're
going to be like, oh my god, why does that sound so familiar?
Where have I seen that?
I feel like I see that all the time.
It is a very realistic eye inside of a triangle and usually it has rays of light just beaming
out of this triangle.
It looks like this eye inside the triangle is glowing.
Like illuminati?
Yes, I mean illuminati, right?
But where do you see it all the time?
Like you don't go to hang out with illuminati people or illuminati clubs.
So where would you see this?
Because you see it all the time.
I don't think I see it all the time, do I?
It's on the back of a one dollar bill.
Oh, that's right, okay.
USD, of course.
Now, technically, to a lot of people, the eye is supposed to represent the all-seeing eye
of God.
It's a symbol of divine providence, meaning the creator is watching over man and all of
man's deeds.
A reminder for a man to be humble and that there is a higher being, like it's a reminder.
But others say, no, it's just creepy.
It's a conspiracy.
It's big brother.
They're watching us.
That's what that means.
Look, I don't know how deep you look into it, but it could be the illuminati.
It could be a design choice for the banknote or it could also represent one of the oldest
secret societies, the Freemasons.
They are one of the most mysterious secret societies out there.
They've been around for hundreds of years.
Some people argue since early 18th century.
I mean, technically, it's a fraternity, but for like non-college students, it's a male
fraternity, where men from qualifying industries with qualifying levels of skill and competitive
background.
They are interviewed because you can't just join, and they network and focus on charity.
But because not everyone can join, typically they run on a to be one, ask one system.
Meaning to be a Freemasons, you have to know a Freemasons and ask them to sponsor you.
Ask them to put your name in to be casted to even be considered to join the Freemasons.
Are they still around?
Oh yeah.
Now, if you pass that stage, the Freemasons will investigate you.
They will look into your background, interview you, make sure that you're a good fit, and
most of the time, you do have to be voted in.
And just because you get in, doesn't mean you've got the status and the power of a sudden.
Even in the Freemasons, there's a seemingly endless degree system.
Because Freemasons are all about growth and journeying to become a better man.
Allegedly, when a man joins the Freemasons, they have a series of oaths that they need
to take.
And one of them is protecting the secrets of the order.
Breaking the secret, breaking the trust of the Freemasons is seen as a grave offense.
There's rituals, ceremonies, allegedly, symbols with meanings, all of which, allegedly,
wanting to slightly conspiratorial online redditors are all kept a secret for reason.
I mean, why?
Like, if there's nothing to hide, why would you have all these secrets?
So naturally, there's a lot of conspiracy theories that come out of Freemasonry.
Some believe the connection between the symbols, like the eye of Providence and the secrecy
of the Freemasons, that they're performing rituals.
Bloody rituals.
They're sacrificing animals.
They're sacrificing humans.
What else would they be doing?
Because there's this running theory since the beginning of...
I don't even know how long, probably since the beginning of the Freemasons.
The Freemasons are a network of the most influential, powerful people that are pulling all the
strings on a global scale.
They're the people running this world.
You think it's the President's?
No, it's not.
Well, maybe it is.
Because there were 15 US presidents who were Freemasons.
Really?
Yeah.
So people are saying, think about it.
The eye of Providence is their symbol, or at least it's one of their symbols, and it's
on the $1 bill.
What did they got it on the bill to show everyone just how powerful they are?
That's the real influence, and just all the decisions are in their hands.
All Anders wanted was to get into the Freemasons.
And once he got in, he could carry out the rest of his plan.
Kill as many kids at the summer camp as possible.
That was his plan.
It was kind of a weird gift to get someone, you know, a vibrator.
Yeah.
Okay.
And then the woman who gets a vibrator as a gift.
Now conveniently, this is after she mentions to this guy in passing that she and her boyfriend
broke up.
I mean, what kind of message is he trying to send her by getting her a vibrator?
How is she even supposed to react to that?
And then to make matters worse, every time he saw her after he gifted her that, he kept
asking, did you use it yet?
It was just a lot.
I mean, what is she going to say?
She's starting to feel alarmed about the whole thing.
He'd always kind of been like that, she'd known him for a while.
Sometimes they would sleep in the same bed and he would just press his body up against
her, clinging onto her so tight that she felt like she couldn't breathe.
Like she was going to go claustrophobic.
Even if she tried to inch away from him, he would just inch closer and closer and closer
to her.
And it always felt like, any minute now, he's going to force himself on her.
Like he was trying to, you know, it's just a very uncomfortable situation.
Sometimes a son shouldn't do that to his mother, right?
What kind of son gives his mom a vibrator?
Like how old is this?
20s.
And they still sleep together?
Sometimes he would crawl in her bed.
Now if you want to people watch, the best place is at a red light.
I'm serious.
Okay, I think humans have yet to evolve to realize that sitting in your car does not make
you invisible.
Even if your windows are tinted, chances are that people can peer directly into your car
and see you knuckle deep into your nostril picking your nose.
Even just people watching and looking at the car next to you at a red light, you can
usually tell if that person is in a rush or not.
Are they tapping on the steering wheel, put it in this erratic way that you just know
that they're not tapping along to the beat of the music, but they're late for work
so they're anxious.
But also, if you're in Oslo, Norway, July 22nd, 2011, there would be a lot of time
for you to people watch because traffic is jam-packed.
The only thing you can do is listen to music or just glance around and see if you can
write everybody's backstory because the traffic is bad.
You're not going anywhere.
And that one was weird.
There was a fiat on the road.
A small little fiat and inside of it is a police officer who looks incredibly tense.
He's wearing a full-body armor, black armor, one of those police outfits.
He's wearing an all-black riot helmet and he's carrying a pistol in plain sight that's
just laying on his passenger seat.
I mean, normally that's not how he or any police officer would dress or handle themselves,
but July 22nd, 2011, was a very different kind of day.
Nothing was going according to plan.
Nothing was normal that day.
That morning in Oslo, Norway, a white windowless van had parked right in front of a government
building in the center of the capital city.
And that white car would explode.
There was a bomb inside.
The building, the government building, it looks like a pressure cooker that exploded.
There's footage from an angle of the bomb going off and the building is still standing
afterwards.
It does not collapse, but it's kind of like when you play Jenga, you take out a full
layer and the whole building goes up and then falls down.
It's still standing, but I highly doubt it's structurally sound.
The inside has been torpedoed.
Some floors have fallen into each other.
The glass on the windows have blown outward, completely shattered.
Even the metal, steel, and wood window frames, they've snapped.
They snap like when you snap wooden chopsticks.
There's jagged end pieces and they just go flying across the street.
They slam into the building across onto the cars, onto pedestrians.
The AC unit on this government roof is blown off and it just goes flying in the air.
No coming out from that government building and it looks like all the civilians had woken
up in the middle of the night came out and looted the entire city.
That's what it looks like.
There's just dust, there's chaos all over the streets.
When you look into that government building, the insides look completely charred.
And you could have heard that explosion from 50 miles away from the center.
But soon everyone in Norway and honestly globally would know about this bomb.
It was first of all a massive bomb.
The bomb itself weighed more than a ton.
It was about the weight of a small elephant or a hippopotamus.
And it was homemade.
To give you a better visual context, maybe you see this more often.
You know those bulldozers that you have a singular person on construction sites working?
Yeah.
That's about that size.
But a bomb.
Well, and wait, at least.
Now the fuse had a burn time of slightly over seven minutes, which means one, whoever
did this, they put a lot of thought into their plan to escape.
And two, they could be anywhere at this point.
The entire street is just littered with shrapnel.
Every construction piece of a building is on the ground.
They were going flying like bullets.
There was a woman found with a foot long wooden stake impaling her skull.
Part of a window frame from the 10th floor office building had broken off.
Flew high speed at her head.
She survived.
The first people at the scene, police officers, even journalists, they all said they kept
waiting for someone to scream and cut.
They said it looked like a movie scene.
They thought a director would come out and say, just kidding guys, I'm sorry I didn't
let the city know.
This is all fake because it looked like an apocalyptic scene.
But that call never came.
Later investigators would go up to the rooftops of the buildings and these are not short buildings
either.
They had 10 stories, multiple dozens of stories if not taller and they would find human remains
up on the roof.
The blast had been so strong some of the victims were blown to pieces and their body parts
went flying.
One victim who is walking into the government building, the only thing left of his body
was his hand that had landed on the ground and on his ring finger was his wedding ring.
The bomb killed 8 people but by the end of the day 69 people would be dead.
Most of them teenagers.
Officer Martin is now sitting in traffic in his full police uniform, his riot helmet
on his passenger seat and he's got a hurry before all hell breaks loose.
Once news of this explosion gets out, everyone's going to get in their cars and start driving.
They're going to drive out to family members that live on the countryside just to feel
safer.
They're going to drive to the airport which they just don't want to feel like a target.
They don't know what's going on, Norway feels like it's under attack right now.
Is this a terrorist attack?
Who is attacking them?
There's rumors that it's Alcada, it's a terrorist organization, they're rushing to go pick
up their loved ones and make sure they're not out and about.
It's about to be even crazier.
It's already stand still traffic.
I mean, the drive was supposed to be very quick, much quicker but it would take him a full
hour to get to the island.
Officer Martin is doing his best to weave through traffic to move faster and quicker but
time is of the essence.
And it's interesting that none of the other officers have set up those roadblocks.
Why not?
What is everybody doing?
At this rate, whoever set off the bomb is probably on their way out of Oslo and headed
to their next destination and who knows what their capable love when they get there.
Once the police officer gets to the docks, he demands that a ferry come get him and take
him to the island right now.
It was the police department hire ops orders.
They're going to station police officers everywhere around the city and the island needs
to be contained.
They're going to go into full lockdown mode.
There's going to be two other officers that are going to be assisting.
They're going to need to be picked up by the ferry.
We got to go stat.
The ferry comes to pick up the officer but the captain is a little agitated.
How come I wasn't made aware of this?
I mean, man, it's complete chaos in Oslo right now.
What do you mean?
The police man gets on the ferry with a briefcase and a rifle.
The captain of the ferry is stressed.
I mean, there are children on the island.
They're going to be very stressed out.
They're going to be panicking if they see a rifle.
I don't think any of them have even seen a weapon in real life.
It was agreed that he would keep it hidden.
But also, why are the police so adamant on securing the island?
I mean, it seems like the least likely place to be attacked next.
Because if you're thinking about a terrorist organization, wouldn't they go for metropolitan
areas, massive buildings with lots of people housed inside, would the building attack by
the bomb with the labor party building?
OK, it's a government building.
So think of it as, I guess, like the White House, right?
The prime minister, his office is in there.
The people in power right now in Norway is the labor party.
They're like the Democrats, if you will.
And right now on the island is a labor party youth gathering summer camp.
The island is owned by the labor party.
And every single summer, the labor party youth leak has a massive summer seminar.
The former prime minister had just been on that island like a few hours ago to speak with
the youth, the future labor party members.
And they were all almost 600 of them were trapped on an inescapable cliff like island.
So yeah, police are going to have people stationed there.
When he gets on the ferry, the captain asks him for his name.
Officer Martin Nelson, maybe the captain of the ferry felt safer, knowing that a police
officer was going to be on the island.
That way, they would know that the kids are actually going to be safe.
Maybe in the hectic chaos of things, there was almost a moment of relief, maybe.
But there shouldn't have been, because if they had all just looked a little bit closer,
they might have realized this man's police uniform was fake.
This was a fake police officer with a rifle and a briefcase filled with bullets.
He had set off the bomb in Oslo and he was now making his way to an island full of teenagers,
which just leaves one question.
What was this fake cops plan for the island?
The couple are staring at each other because the whole thing just feels illegal.
I mean, there's no way this is real life.
Is this some sort of test by the foster care system?
The dad talks for us.
Excuse me.
Anders' mom is just staring at them.
Deadpan.
Yes, like I was saying, could you please just let my son touch your private parts on
the weekends?
Wait, wait, wait.
Who, who, then my son touched your private part?
Yeah, these are potential foster parents.
And the biological mom is saying, hey, can you take my son with you on the weekends?
But also, please let him touch your wee wee.
What?
I mean, this cannot be real right now.
Anders is two years old when his mom applies for him to be assigned weekend parents.
So in Norway, they do things a little bit differently, but it's kind of like temporary foster care.
Just foster care on the weekends.
Anders' mom could prove that she did not have the capabilities to care for her children
on the weekends without the help of the public schools.
She doesn't have the resources nor the time.
So she's paired with this nice newlywed couple that could take her son Anders on the weekends
and just do normal childhood activities for them.
Take him to the zoo.
Go buy him some books, help him with his development.
At first, they needed to have a few meetings with Anders and his mom.
So the first time the couple meet Anders, the little boy and the mom.
They think the mom is weird.
The mom is strange.
You know, she's just kind of off.
She just didn't seem all the way there.
The second time they meet, though, they thought she had lost her marbles.
They thought she was absolutely bonkers.
That's when she asked if her son, Anders, could touch the foster's dad's, you know, her
argument was, well, he has no father figure in his life.
And he only sees girls crutches in the house and he doesn't know how the male body works.
The young couple was just speechless.
But she just argued again.
It's nothing weird.
I'm just worried that he's suffering from not having a father figure.
Therefore, you shall let him touch.
You're we we.
Yeah.
She was very anxious that Anders was going to grow up weird without her dad.
Because Anders' parents, they divorced when he was only six months old and his mom argued
he had no father figure his entire life and he's turning out weird.
Now to be more accurate, I don't think Anders really had any parental figures in his life.
Anders' dad was a diplomat who was divorced with three kids from a previous marriage.
And Anders' mom was this nurse, 11 years younger than the diplomat.
They actually met in the dark, not so romantic dingy laundry room of their apartment complex.
Quickly they get pregnant.
They do a lot of chemistry there and Anders is now in his mom's belly.
And from the get go, not a good plan.
This whole thing was just a giant red flag.
Even Anders' mom knows it's a red flag.
The dad, he's not a loving dad.
He already had three kids from a previous marriage and anytime the three kids come to visit him,
he would just shut them out of his head.
He was an abusive, but he was definitely neglectful at best in my personal opinion.
He's someone that does not seem to care for children at all.
This is mom, she went back and forth, back and forth about whether or not she wanted
to terminate the pregnancy.
Do I terminate?
Do I not?
Do I do this?
Do I do not?
I mean, there were so many glaring red flags, but at the end of the day, like this is
her baby, right?
By the time that she made up her mind, she wanted to terminate.
Termination was made illegal.
She could do nothing, but have this child and she hated this child for that very reason.
She's like this child in my stomach is a parasite.
She felt like this baby was absorbing all the nutrients growing, kicking her stomach
so hard to the point where it feels like it's on purpose, where it feels like it's personal.
While every day she grows weaker, more nauseous, less attractive.
She's aging every single day and the parasite just keeps getting stronger and stronger.
She said it's almost as if he kicks me on purpose to torment me.
And you know how some people are just like, no, just wait.
The baby's gonna come out and you're gonna fall in love head over heels for your child
just you wait.
Maybe that's what Anders' mom was told by her friends.
But the minute that Anders came out of her, she felt like something was wrong with him.
She thought all those pain meds that I was given during birth because I was in so much
pain, it messed him up somehow.
I don't know how to point it, but something's wrong with this boy.
Regardless, when Anders was about six months old, his parents get a divorce and he went
with his mom.
I mean, not that he had a choice and not that his dad fought for him.
And from then on, it would just be his mom, his older half sister Elizabeth, from his mom's
previous relationship and Anders.
And whichever boyfriend Anders' mom had at the time.
Now, maybe Anders was too young to know how many boyfriends his mom had at the moment,
but the neighbors weren't.
I mean, they probably had a blast keeping a tally of all the new ones that would show up
at her door while her kids were home.
Can you believe it?
You know she leaves her kids at night?
And then she goes out to do God knows what?
With God knows which man and then doesn't come back until the morning.
They're not even old enough to be left alone during the night.
And the saddest part is, their mom is so focused on her sex life that she doesn't even care
that the children are starving.
I know.
Most kids I talked to, they said they went over to hang out with Elizabeth, the half sister,
and they would come back home starving.
And they would report to their parents, they don't eat dinner at Elizabeth's.
Dinner's not a thing there.
Yeah.
But the sex life thing was very alarming.
I mean, if you're the family's neighbor and you happen to be trying to get into your
apartment at the exact same time that she, the mom is trying to get into the apartment,
you'd probably be freaking out because she will keep you in that hallway for hours, trying
to talk to you about anything that comes to her mind.
And apparently the only thing that comes to her mind is aggressive sex.
Yeah, it was described by many people as being incredibly aggressive conversations about
sex.
That's all she could talk about in front of her own children.
Elizabeth is maybe 10 at this point, Anders is four.
Elizabeth was like the mom of the family.
She would find an excuse for the neighbor to take just so that they could run away from
their mom.
She knew that her mom was a mess.
She'd be like, Mom, don't we have to go put these in the freezer before they defrost?
Come on, mom, we got to go inside.
A lot of the neighbors, the teachers, they all reported something on was going on in
that house.
Social services and the Center for Child and Adolescent Psychiatry ends up investigating
multiple times.
And Anders' mom is just, she's not doing really well.
I mean, she clearly suffers from intense, untreated mental illnesses, but it's also just progressively
getting worse.
Child services noted on numerous different occasions.
Mother seems severely depressed.
She states she is thinking of just walking out on the children to go live her own life.
She describes herself as being, quote, a nervous wreck.
But at the same time, she blames all of her problems on Anders.
She said that he was uncontrollable.
He would have these temper tantrums for the smallest thing.
He would, a small child, according to his mom, at least, would push around his older
half-sister and even his mom.
She said that he was so angry, his punches were painful, and if they ever tried to shake
some sense into him, literally they would shake him.
Like, what are you doing?
Stop it!
His mom claims that he would just smile.
And then shout in her face, it doesn't hurt.
It doesn't hurt.
Just to taunt her, just to drive her nuts.
She said clearly, something is very wrong with this boy.
He doesn't like to play with the other kids.
He never does any pretend to play, which is a big red flag in children's development.
So you know how kids pretend to be a princess, a butterfly.
If you don't do that, it is a little worrisome.
It's a huge part of how they develop their brains.
Yeah.
Now he never interacts with other kids.
He just likes to stand on the side and observe, even at playgrounds.
Even if he heard himself very badly physically, if he tripped on cement and got a crazy road
rash, he wouldn't cry.
He would just stare at it.
And that is bizarre.
Anders' own mom described him as clean, difficult, demands a lot of attention, and aggressive
and nasty.
Anders' mom would keep asking doctors if there was something anything at all that they
could diagnose Anders' with so that she could get him on meds to help you know, with
everything.
Okay, A, she wants to stomp out his personality with medication because she thinks that he's
too much.
So specialists decide that they're going to come in to observe and watch Anders to see
if he's got any of these traits that his mom is talking about.
And they get the exact opposite.
I mean, I think they even had to check their files to make sure that they're at the right
place with the right kid.
He's just seemed over life as a toddler.
He took no pleasure in choice.
He was not curious.
He does not care to do anything physical or uses imagination.
He just seemed emotionless, expressionless for the most part.
He also was incredibly clean and tidy.
He would actually have an outburst when he can't control how clean and tidy his environment
is.
But the good thing is, the doctors observed that once they changed his environment and
got him to adapt to a new setting that was a lot more kid-friendly, he started slowly
exhibiting more childish traits, which is like being curious, wanting to play, doing
pretend to play.
So they concluded that his psychological state and damage was done by the environment and
probably his mom, and as of right now, it could be reversed.
It could be.
So if we can get him into foster care, it's going to be a good time.
They noted that the mom was very, very abusive, in a sense, verbally abusive with her son.
One second, she would be so pleasant in kind with him and then the next second, she would
scream at the top of her lungs, I wish you were just dead.
They said that on one hand, the psychiatrist and the specialist believed that his mom had
a very complicated viewpoint of men and projected that onto her own son.
So it seems like even in her romantic relationships, on one hand, she absolutely needs a man in
her life at all times.
She needs her son in her life.
On the other hand, she's incredibly skeptical and grossed out by a man's aggressive sexual
tendencies, and she seems to think that Anders does that, at the right age of four.
I mean, it was just escalating very quickly.
But when they suggested that he be placed into the foster care system, his mom disagreed,
and technically there was nothing that they could legally do about it.
But that was when he was a kid.
Later, as a teenager, a few of the neighbors, they could see the red flags in Anders.
I mean, they could practically smell the red flags.
Really, when the neighbors, they stepped onto their front door mat to walk into their homes,
their shoe would sink into the door mat and make that disturbing, squishing noise.
It's like if somebody soaked the door mat in a tub of water, pulled it out and then you
step on it, it's like, squish.
And they're like, that smell.
I know that smell because there's no way it's water.
It's pee.
There was only one resident who would pee on all the door mats and it wasn't a family pet.
It was Anders.
But it's best not to even say anything about it because if you talk to Anders' mom,
she's not going to do anything about it.
And if you talk to Anders about it, he might retaliate even harder.
One of the neighbors likely said something because her door mat was peed on.
Then her weekly newspapers were soaked in pee, then her storage room and the basement also peed
on.
There were rumors going around that he liked to play master of death and life with ants.
He would find an ant colony and he would see them all walking in the straight line, all
the working ants.
And he got off on the idea that he could any, meany, mindy moe and then just squash one
to death.
It was all up to him.
It was his choice.
They didn't get a say in who survives and who dies.
He would catch bumblebees and put them in a cup of water to watch them drown and he
thought it was hilarious.
He would even have these rats that he shoved into a small cage and it seemed like the sole
purpose of having these pet rats was so that he could hurt him.
But eventually, he would move on from rats to people.
Now this is very interesting.
So in high school, Anders was bullied but he was also bullying other kids.
So the stronger kids would bully Anders and then he would turn around and pick a kid
weaker than him and then bully them.
One time he picked a skinny boy from the school, laid him in an old rug, it's like a very
complicated bullying plan.
He laid him out in an old rug, rolled him up like a sushi roll and just started jumping
on the rug, crushing him.
And he thought it was hilarious.
And boom, there is a loud bang and an echo through the cafeteria of the main building
on the island of Utoa.
And it sounds like if someone threw a metal tray onto the ground.
Anders walks in and he starts calmly going from room to room.
Nobody is running away from him.
In fact, the kids are gathering near him, watching him, waiting for him to give out orders.
He's a police officer after all.
He's here to save them from whatever is going on in this island.
So far, all they've heard were a few loud noises that sound like fireworks and some screaming.
He walks over at a regular pace to a group of students that are just kind of huddled
in the corner and he opens fire.
All of them drop down and he kind of wants to laugh.
He said in that moment, come on, at least half of them were fake in it.
So he calmly walks around the pile of students on the ground and starts aiming for each of
their heads.
How many rounds of bullets did he pack?
He had a lot to spare.
He shot one boy eight times, he knocked him to the ground for good measure.
He shot another one five times and then he turns and shoots another five girls, 18 times
18 bullets until all five are dead.
Then he moves on to the next room of the main building.
He kills five more in there.
This to him, this was easy.
This was what he practiced for months for.
He was getting into a six sort of flow state.
It was actually the beginning when he first landed on the island that was tough.
All the nerves, the anxiety he didn't know if he could go through with it.
When he first arrived on the island, he was questioning, is this really going to, like,
should I just act like I'm a police officer and then be like, oh, sorry, I just wanted
to protect the kids because he was that nervous.
The first people that he came face to face with on the island were an off-duty cop that
was volunteering to be a security guard for Utowa and a woman named Monica.
She's the main coordinator of the program known as the mother of Utoya.
This is right when he lands on the island.
He's surveying the area.
He's jittery.
He feels the adrenaline.
I mean, the island looks a little bit bigger than he imagined.
Everything is feeling so surreal.
This is, is this really happening right now?
This is crazy.
The off-duty cop starts questioning him.
Where did you say that you were stationed?
Oh, um, Grownland station.
And they sent you alone to the island.
No, no, no, no.
Two other cops are going to be coming.
When?
Later.
Do you know Jordan from Grownland?
The real cop looks suspicious of all of his answers so far.
And this, this Jordan question could be a trap.
Either there is no Jordan or there's a Jordan that everybody who works at the station
would know about.
Either way, this man is a massive threat to Anders' plan.
He needs to get rid of him ASAP.
It's now or never.
He doesn't answer.
He slowly reaches first pistol while the off-duty cop and Monica are walking in front of him,
guiding him up the little trail.
He raises it.
And Monica turns around in time and screams, no, don't!
He shoots the guard in the back.
Then he turns, points the gun at Monica and shoots her once in the back.
They're both down on the ground and he fires more shots into both of their faces.
Right at that moment when he's done, he looks up in the boat captain who happens to be
Monica's husband, no way.
Seize his life partner on the ground covered in blood and he screams at the children on
the island.
Run for your lives!
And everybody starts running.
Except Anders.
He keeps his pace and he starts hunting them down one by one.
The students are turning to each other.
Everyone report to the cafeteria.
Please grab a buddy and let them know that we're all meeting in the cafeteria.
The air is humid.
It's been raining all day and the students are showing up clonking around in their rain
boots.
What's going on?
It's not even meal time.
Why are we all assembling in the cafeteria?
Was there something on the schedule?
Another guest speaker?
A few of the students had privileged information.
They would lean over.
No, I think they want to talk to us about what's going on in Oslo.
Apparently there was a bomb.
A bomb in Oslo?
A lot of the students had parents that worked in the government building or at least on
that street because remember this is the labor camp youth group.
Considering that they're all part of this labor party, kids are starting to get really
panicked.
They're calling their mom and dad over and over until they finally get a response.
Is this how parents feel when they don't pick up the phone?
That's what they're joking about.
The kids are on the verge of an anxiety attack.
There you tow up Monica.
She's been managing this summer camp for the past 20 years and she's trying to calm
the kids down.
She's bringing out her maternal side and she's being very comforting.
The rest of today's events have been canceled.
The ferry will only run as needed instead of every hour back and forth off the island.
But I just want you guys to know that you are safe.
We are safe.
We are in the safest place to be right now.
Thankfully almost all the parents working at the government buildings were fine unengine.
They're all assured and they all agreed.
You guys are in the best place right now because if there's going to be another attack, another
bomb, it's not going to be on the island.
It just made more sense because metropolitan areas, that would be the main focus.
This was the logical guess.
Why would they have a bomb on the island?
In that case, the parents were grateful that their kids were there.
The kids were to sit tight, talk to an adult or counselor if they needed to emotionally
process this information a little bit better.
But other than that, they should be good from there.
Wait, did you guys hear that?
Hear what?
I don't know.
It sounded like a hammer hitting a piece of metal?
A construction type noise or something?
Wait, do you just heard that?
Did you hear that?
It sounds like a firework or something.
God, maybe some kid that would be hilarious to light a firework right now after the news
of the bombing.
That's so sick.
Okay?
If that's the case, it's a very childish.
That would not be the case at all.
Other kids thought maybe the camp had it set up already so that the kids could learn
what it's like to grow up in a war zone to have these unexpected attacks and air rates.
But if that's the case, that would be incredibly insensitive considering what happened earlier
in Oslo with the bomb.
But there was no time to even contemplate because all hell will break loose on the island.
The kids just start running.
Some of them have no idea why they're running where they're running to and some of them
don't even know what they're running from.
They just see people screaming and running.
So they're running.
Wait, what are we running from right now?
It's like an obstacle course with all the tents, the bonfires camping gear, rain boots.
If you trip, you might die.
The confused kids keep running and running and asking questions.
What the hell is going on right now?
Why are you running?
Nobody would respond.
But eventually, they would all run past a body, bloodied, dead on the ground.
And now, they knew what they're running from.
Hello, this is the emergency operator.
How can I help you?
Please help us run Utoya Island.
There is a man walking around in a police uniform shooting at us.
The line goes dead.
The operator stares at his phone.
What is wrong with kids these days?
I mean, the youth, they really have no such thing as discipline or a sick joke to make
right after the Oslo bombing.
He's about to turn to his coworker to rant about this kid doing a prank phone call when
ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring.
Every single phone is lighting up and the calls are getting backed up.
Every single phone call from Utoya Island.
This was not a sick prank.
This was far from that.
Back in the main building, Anders was methodically murdering the children.
He would walk up to a girl hiding her head near the piano keys, thinking he couldn't see
her.
He walks over, shoots her.
Blood starts pouring out and down between the piano keys.
Shot after shot, he's just firing into everybody.
A lot of the kids would hide their faces with their hands.
The bullet would go through their hands and then into their heads.
Anders walks up to behind the piano and sees another girl hiding.
He smirks, fires a shot.
It goes through her hands, but it doesn't hit her skull.
Then another shot.
This time it goes through the top of her arm.
And the whole time she thought, this isn't so bad.
I think I can survive this.
I think so.
I mean, her whole body just started to feel numb.
She felt like this buzzing sensation.
Her brain is not registering at all what's happening right now.
It felt like she had been kicked with the soccer ball really, really hard, but she thinks
she could survive.
And then the next bullet hit her jaw.
She slumped to the ground, holding her jaw in place, and she could hear the gunman
just breathing heavy, walking over her to the next student to kill.
Is interesting.
The taste.
She said that she's never tasted that before in her life.
Gunpowder.
It tasted like gunpowder.
This was going to kill her for sure.
I mean, she could feel that she's never experienced this before, but the movies, the books, this
is it.
One shot in your dead.
This is her third, and it's in her jaw.
She's starting to lose feelings in her arms, and then she tasted it.
This time she knew that taste.
It was blood.
Meanwhile, 16-year-old Elizabeth is on the phone with her dad.
She heard the news about the bomb in Oslo, and her dad works as a truck driver in Oslo.
Monday through Thursday, she has no clue what route he takes for work, and like what happened
if he were to be in front of the van when it exploded, what then?
Thankfully, he picks up to let her know that he's at home still.
He didn't make it into work.
He's going to be okay.
Elizabeth just feels this weight lift off her shoulders.
She can go find her older sister and tell her that her dad was stressing them out for no
reason.
He forgot to un-styling his phone.
That's why he didn't pick up, but he's fine.
She has no idea where her older sister Catherine is though.
That was 10 minutes ago.
This time she's on the phone with her dad, and she's not talking to him.
He's just listening through the line, and she won't respond to him.
He just hears her screaming.
He talked to her 10 minutes ago, and it was a pleasant conversation.
What is going on?
He checks the news.
There's nothing about Utoa Island.
There's nothing.
There was no bomb that was set off there.
The first thought that pops into his mind is she's being essayed.
Wait, what?
Because there's no news about the island.
He thinks that she's calling because someone is essaying her at the summer camp.
That's the way he hops into his car, and he's telling Elizabeth who is no longer responding
to him, that he's coming.
He's coming to the island.
He's going to come and get her right now.
For two full minutes and seven seconds, he could do nothing but listen to his daughter
scream for her life.
Then a bullet goes through her head, through her left temple, out her right temple, and
straight into the phone, and the line goes dead.
Elizabeth's life was not as easy as it looked, okay?
In order for this to work, he had to prep for months.
In a random farm out in the isolated part of town, out in the middle of nowhere, he had
to sit there for months, going over the laborious tedious steps that it takes to create a bomb
that weighs a few thousand pounds.
He had to crush over 200 packages of aspirin, the headache medication, he had to grind down
aluminum till he was at fine silver dust.
It just got out everywhere.
Do you know how aluminum powder is?
I mean, no matter what you do, it's going to be on every single piece of your clothing.
It's just going to be covered in gray dust.
It's worse than glitter, honestly, to get out, but it also makes things more explosive.
He had moved to the farm a few months ago.
It's about a two hour drive from his mom's house, and he clearly underestimated the amount
of work that this whole thing was going to take.
His plan was to create a fertilizer bomb.
It's not as easy as they say online.
Fertilizers for farms are usually in pellet form.
Each pellet is coated in a water repellent material.
To make these pellets detonate, because you basically have to soak it in diesel and gasoline,
the pellets have to be crushed in order for it to become explosive.
Now, how do you crush it without grinding it?
He doesn't have a machine.
So he would just put them all over on the red barn floor and grab a dumbbell, one of those
workout dumbbells, and he would just crush them.
He barely got through anything.
Nothing is going as planned.
His whole body feels like it's been ran through by a truck.
He's in so sore all the time.
He feels like his arms are going to fall off.
His timeline keeps getting pushed back and back and back.
At this point, he's going to miss the summer camp.
And even when he was able to do it, he's reading about all these shady websites and how
easy it is to get ignited and how so many people have blown themselves up in the process
of trying to create a fertilizer bomb.
So he's feeling a little freaked out.
And the fertilizer dust is everywhere.
He said, I used a 3M mask, but surely I'm going to dive cancer within 12 months.
I mean, I must have gotten so much of the fertilizer dust into my lungs.
He would make many versions of the big one that he was planning.
And when it was thundering outside, he would take it out into the field to test it, to
make sure it works.
That's crazy.
And he gave him a lot of anxiety.
You know, what is someone here?
Is that what is someone sees him?
But also, what if it detonates before he can walk away?
What if the fuse doesn't work as planned?
That what?
So to do all of this, I mean, he had to spend a ton of money on steroids and protein
powder to get his muscle mass up.
This guy was jacked.
I mean, there's no way that he felt he could carry out this plan.
And if he did not have the stamina, he'd drink a ton of milk for a few months straight.
He said that his reward system was good food and protein.
He needed all the energy that he could get if he was going to kill as many people as
he planned to kill.
He wanted to kill over 100.
Some people have described the island of Utoya as a piece of heaven on earth, or at least
before July 22nd.
If you look at the island from an aerial point of view, it's heart shaped.
And people say that it has all the best things about Norway, just compiled into this one
tiny little space, the trees, the water, the climate.
I mean, the island itself is pretty underdeveloped, which just adds to the beauty of it.
There's no crazy resorts on the waterfronts.
The island is owned by the labor party in Norway.
So there's just a few buildings out there for the purpose of gatherings and seminars.
And most importantly, the use summer camp that had been going on for 61 years.
Yeah, the few buildings on the island include the main building.
That's where all the guest speakers come to do these massive group activities.
Then you have the cafeteria, a cherry red schoolhouse, tiny green cabins, as well as clearings
to set up tents.
There's also this little flat patch where you can play soccer.
But most of the island is wooded.
And these wooded areas, they just drop randomly down into a cliff into the water.
There was really nowhere you could run.
And he was hunting them, and they had nowhere to hide.
He would later say it's not like the movies, you know, the way people die.
Yeah, I mean, there were two ways that people reacted to him on the island.
This is what he said.
Either they would lay down and pretend to be dead, or they would freeze completely.
Like their feet were glued to the ground.
They could not stop staring at him.
He would have the gun barrel up to their face, and they could not run.
Nothing was holding them down.
They were just frozen.
It's like they knew what was going to happen next.
He was going to shoot them.
He's not going to spare them.
He just thought it was so strange.
I mean, he never saw anything like that in the movies.
But he was also experimenting on his time in the island.
He said one time he shot a girl mid-screen.
He fired into her mouth.
Her skull shattered, but her lips remained unharmed.
The bullet did not graze any part of her lips.
He's basically bragging that his aim was good.
He also would later report that he shot people's heads, and they would all sort of let out
this exhale.
Like a...
He thought that was interesting.
He said it didn't happen all the time, but most of the time it did.
And he never read about that anywhere, nor was it depicted in the movies.
There are reports though that after he aimed and shot someone, he would let out a quick
little whoop or cheer.
And even then, there was still a lot of chaos on the island.
Obviously, nobody knew how many shooters there were, or if he was the only one, or if there
were other officers on the island.
Everyone was confused.
This is a real cop.
This is not a real cop.
Near the middle of his spree, he would get tired of checking every nook and cranny in
the grass and in the buildings he resorted to luring the kids out.
Is everybody okay?
We caught the gunmen.
You're safe.
The ferious coming.
We need to line up and get you on the boats.
Kids would poke their heads out of their hiding spots and see him in his police uniform
with the police badge on his black shirt, and all the gear that a real police officer would
have.
Come on everyone.
We've apprehended the shooters.
It's safe now.
We gotta get going.
We gotta make sure that everybody's accounted for.
One by one they would hesitantly get up and walk from the area of the grass that they
were hiding in.
And once he gathered a big group, he would lift up his arm and open fire.
Oh my goodness, that is...
After being shot, one survivor said she was shot in the shoulder and in the stomach,
then later once through her thighs, through her legs.
And she remembered thinking, okay, so this is how I'm gonna die.
This is it.
She just remembers feelings so thirsty and just waiting for death.
She closed her eyes and even before she closed her eyes, she said that everything looked
foggy and misty and the sounds were all muffled as if she was underwater and she thought,
oh, this is what death feels like.
Okay.
She closes her eyes and she gets ready because she said, I'd rather just die quickly.
But the darkness never came and she opened her eyes again and she felt this overwhelming
sense of, well if death doesn't come to me, why would I go to death?
I should try and survive.
And she said that she kept thinking about two things to keep herself awake and distracted.
One, she hadn't seen the last Harry Potter movie yet.
She read all the books, but the last film, Deathly Hollows Part 2, it'd be a shame if
she left the series unfinished.
And two, there was this guy in her class.
He was a total douchebag and she never told him he was a douchebag and she said, so now,
unless I go and tell him he's a douchebag, he's gonna live his whole life not knowing that
he's an ultimate douchebag.
So she had to stay alive for that.
Anders did spare a few of the kids.
One was this little boy.
I believe he was there with his parents and Anders believed that he was too young to
know any better, too young to have a choice on whether or not he was at a camp like this.
So he spared the little boy, but also he needed some more bullets.
But he also spared 21 year old Adrian.
Adrian in the beginning, when he first heard the firework like noises, he did not believe
that someone was hunting them.
I mean, as the right then, this just doesn't make sense as kind of ludicrous.
The idea of someone coming onto the island and shooting at them in Norway where it has
one of the lowest murder rates like people don't just shoot people in Norway.
That's crazy.
Adrian thinks genuinely maybe the camp like someone in the camp is trying to have a sick joke
right now.
And even though his brain is having a very hard time processing everything that he's
heard, his body's reacting.
He is half-crouched hidden behind a tree and all around him, he can feel more teenagers
crouching and waiting to see what's the best next step.
Everyone but the girl in gray.
She did not hear anything.
She had been in the showers the whole time.
She had no idea that her friends were being hunted and murdered in the woods.
She didn't hear the gunshot.
She was in the shower.
She's walking out of the bathroom and all the other students are holding their breath.
Because she's on the phone and walking straight towards the guy with the gun.
The man starts walking straight towards her, too.
He doesn't speed up or slow down.
He just walks out of leisurely place and he looks like he's intrigued.
Like there are just strangers that are about to pass each other on a hike.
But when there are a few feet away from each other, the girl looks up and her whole body
tenses.
There's just something so unsettling about this whole situation.
Why is there a police officer on the island and why is he holding a gun and why is he
looking at her like that?
And there's nobody around.
There is, but they're hiding.
Her whole body tenses and she instinctively takes a few steps back and the students in
the grass see the man lift his right hand and shoot our straight in the head.
And she is dead.
That is when Adrian realized this is not a prank.
This is very real.
Adrian and the others, they make a run for it.
They start running towards the edge of the island because they're ready to jump off the
cliff and into the water.
They start throwing themselves into the water under the water.
Maybe if they're under the water, he can't see where there are.
And maybe if he can, the bullet can't reach them that quickly and won't have the same
amount of damage since bullets travel slower due to the density of the water.
Exactly.
So Adrian is knee deep in water when he looks to his side and he makes direct eye contact
with the barrel of the gun.
And it feels like multiple Mrs. Zippies have passed.
Time is slow.
He imagines his parents and their cute Australian shepherds just showing up to his grave and
he's thinking, what a shit way to die.
That's what he was thinking in that moment.
And he looks up and he screams, don't shoot.
But he instinctively closes his eyes, waiting for the impact of the bullet.
What does being shot feel like?
I mean, I guess he's going to find out, right?
But when he opens his eyes, the man is lowered his gun and is stepping away from the trees.
What the hell?
Is his gun jammed?
But then he hears two more shots ring out almost immediately.
The man, Anders would later say he did not kill Adrian because Adrian looked like a conservative
rather than a liberal.
What?
Anders had a manifesto titled, 2083, a European Declaration of Independence.
The whole thing is 1500 pages long, 1500 pages not words, pages long.
And when he's done, he had a plan to email it to over a thousand people before he committed
his crime, which he did.
The manifesto was emailed out to like an email list before he committed the crime, before
he bombed the government building.
Who are who's on the list?
A lot of them were neo-nazis that he met on a forum that he was collecting their emails.
But also they would include Norwegian politicians and journalists.
The whole dragging 1500 pages of the manifesto are just him critiquing Norway, Norway's Labour
Party, multiculturalism.
I mean, nothing he says is revolutionary, eye-opening, even thoughtful or remotely correct.
Most of the pages are littered with historically inaccurate, rambling rants of someone who
thinks that they know more than everybody else.
Also, it's just filled to the brim with hatred.
Basically, he's a raging racist.
Most of his hatred is aimed towards anyone that is Muslim.
He really hates Muslim people.
He thinks that they're immigrating too frequently to Norway and they're going to secretly rape
all of the Norwegian women and take over.
Yeah.
And he thinks that they're immigrating to his country because this random good for nothing
civilian owns the country.
In the manifesto, we do get a diary of how he's planning on committing the bombing and
shootings.
He even writes about his steps to get there and how he's been planning this for years.
And something very unsettling to note, the way Anders talks about the plan is almost
like he's planning a tactical military operation.
There is no sense that he understands these are real lives.
Not saying that he doesn't know right from wrong, but like he's such a narcissist, he does
not believe that other people's lives mean anything.
This is his world and we're all just living in it is the tone that he uses.
He also emphasizes the importance of bringing water with you on a trip like this to get
the mission completed so you don't get dehydrated.
The way that he describes his future movements, his plans is almost like he's playing a violent
video game.
He also rants heavily in the manifesto about the new Norway and how it's become a place
where women come in and they just take men's power.
He said it's so hard to find a suitable female to marry because all the women in Norway
are just so liberal and they would make horrendous housewives, which is why when he was younger
in his 20s, you know, he was a bit more into the idea of getting married and having a traditional
family and a housewife.
He tried to get a male order bride.
Yeah.
Okay, so he said, I'm going to look for women that are super submissive, right?
And I think that is just crazy to think that a specific ethnicity of women is more submissive
is wild.
But he also goes for Eastern European countries, which is like not what the women are known
for there.
They're usually known for being very independent and had strong like any other country.
He meets a Russian woman by the name of Natasha and he said that they dated for a while.
And most of it was just him shit talking her country and her culture.
He was just like, yeah, you guys are super uncivilized and I think that most of your vegetables
and food is radioactive because, you know, Chernobyl.
Wow.
Obviously, she stopped dating him and he wondered why things did not work out.
He was genuinely confused.
He didn't feel like the problem was him, you know, and there's really only two people
in the relationship.
So clearly, the problem was with her, the female and women.
Honestly, it was women's problem.
She stated that his upbringing had been so difficult because his mom was a bad mom because
of the feminist sexual revolution.
That's why she had so many boyfriends because the world was like, you should have so many
boyfriends.
You're a feminist.
Ooh, go do your thing.
He remembers when he was a child.
The very first female prime minister of Norway was in office, grow.
She's actually known as the mother of Norway and he hated her.
He said she embraced the position too much.
Because if she genuinely thought that a woman being in the most powerful seat of the country
was a natural thing, that seemed belonged to a man.
She was just warming it up.
He said that TV stations are busy being a propaganda machine where it just showcases female
superiority.
He ran set women use sexual harassment charges to keep men in line.
He writes, the man of today is expected to be a touchy, feely subspecies who bows to the
radical feminist agenda.
To summarize, 1500 pages, the women were taking over and now this was turning into a vagina
state.
That's what people like him called it, a vagina state.
Yeah.
So what is he going to do about it?
First, he's going to kill all these people to make a statement, the labor party, the Democrats,
the liberals, if you will, the people that want women in power grow as part of the labor
party and it is the current ruling party of Norway at the time in 2011.
He wanted to kill them, strike them down, make a statement.
Then he would find a way to take over and stop the ruling of their country.
And then he would create the most specific conditions for breeding the best race.
You had to have blue eyes and blonde hair.
He would create these surrogate factories where men with blonde hair, blue eyes would
go in and just impregnate blonde hair to blue eyed women so that these jeans don't
disappear because of all the Muslims that were coming in and having sex with Norwegian
women.
So he had a plan after this island shooting.
Wow.
It was a very dumb plan, but he did have a plan.
I mean, it's honestly wild because he felt like he was one of the superior people to repopulate
the population, right?
Most people describe him as being average.
They basically state he's so average.
He's not even good at being average.
He's average at being average.
He was an average dude, average grades, average personality.
He was even an average bully.
He wasn't even like the worst bully in school.
He was just like a very average dude.
The students on the island, they had two choices.
Stay on the island and get shot or try to swim away from the island and likely die by getting
shot in the water or drowning.
So they're all throwing themselves into the lake and they're heavy clothes or dragging
them under the water.
It's a dangerous place to swim.
And then the figure appears.
Anders is standing on the edge of the trees, staring at the teenagers, trying to swim away
and his face is bright red.
Was it blood?
Was he just hot?
I don't know.
And he screams, I'm going to kill you all.
You're all going to die tonight.
And he opens fire.
Villager's just remembers thinking, I shouldn't touch my brain right now.
He could feel the cold water and he remembered the bullets had just rained down on them.
Villager was busy shielding his brother, pushing him into the water, pushing him out of the
way.
And his brother kept screaming for him and he kept screaming, swim, get out of here.
He remembers getting shot a few times.
His brother was now gone, hopefully alive, swim away.
Hopefully he did a good job pushing him.
But now he was feeling most of his body go numb.
His eye especially, it felt like something was in his eye.
He could see with his other good eye, but not well.
His childhood best friend slammed down right next to him.
She had been shot, her hands were bloodied and she was holding her stomach where the bullet
was and she was crying to him.
I'm going to die, Villager.
I'm going to die, aren't I?
Oh, no, you're not.
No, you're not going to die.
You're not going to die.
But he couldn't really see.
He couldn't really see how injured she was.
His eye was hurting him.
He tried to open his other eye and no light was coming in.
He looked at his friend and he calmly said, I think I've been shot in my eye.
She looked at him.
Oh shit.
Because what else do you say to someone who had been shot in their eye?
He put his hand up to his eye and he felt something squishy.
It was soft.
It was his brain.
His skull had been shattered and there were bits of brain outside of his head.
But his brother, he just needed to make sure that his brother was good so that he could
rest.
That's what they say in the movies, right?
Keep yourself awake until your loved ones are good and then you can go to sleep.
So he laid there on the shore telling jokes to everyone there.
He was shot bleeding out.
A lot of them near him were dead and he would tell them jokes.
He would hum.
He would sing and then he would cry for his brother.
That was all he wanted to do was to make sure his brother was safe until he couldn't
do it anymore.
That was his plan.
Some of the other teenagers tried to find some humor in their potential last moments.
Two were shot on the shore and they were hiding behind rocks.
They were both bleeding out, holding onto their wounds, trying to stop the blood flow
and they were trying to stay as still as possible so the killer doesn't come back and they whispered,
it'd be really nice to have a cigarette right now.
Yeah, it would be.
Do you think the shops are still open?
And they both giggled and they stopped because it hurt.
The Delta teams were dispatched to the island.
Norway's elite police units, they arrived 72 minutes after Anders.
They're trying to get an understanding of what's happening but it's been pure chaos for
the past 72 minutes.
Nobody knows who the killer is, where the killer is and how many there even are.
I mean, everyone's busy trying to stay alive.
Even when the Delta teams get there, they're trying to talk to some of the wounded to try
and figure out who the shooter is, but they don't want to talk.
The ones that are still conscious, they're scared.
They don't know if it's just another shooter pretending to be a cop trying to get them
to talk so they're pretending to be dead still.
How do they know that these police are the good guys?
Authorities described the survivors as being curiously quiet.
They said it seemed like they were more or less paralyzed.
They weren't screaming.
They were just sitting there as quiet as possible.
The locals who were working near the dogs or live near the island, they started getting
into their boats and they were getting ready.
I mean, they had no idea what was going on, but it seemed like there were kids jumping
into the frigid cold water trying to do something.
So they started rushing over there and now as they get closer, some of the boats stop and
they just float around the island because they realize if they get closer, close enough
to help the kids, they could also become a victim.
There's clearly blood everywhere.
Other boat owners, they don't even think twice.
They start navigating closer to pull the kids out of the water.
The kids are being pulled up one by one shivering.
Some of them actively bleeding.
The water around them is turning pink with the hell is going on.
They're coughing up water.
A policeman is shooting at us.
Another boat owner drove us close to the group as children as possible.
They can't get too close because the boat's propellers and they're trying to be as quiet,
trying to get the kids to get into the boat or at least lift their arms out so we can
help grab you.
But none of the kids would respond.
It's like they were too scared to move.
They took him a minute to realize they were actually dead.
One of the survivors said she has really bad vision and she had lost her glasses in the
water and she was really glad she did because she couldn't see much but she was told it
was a lake of death.
Some of the boat rescuers told the kids don't look back, okay?
Just keep your eyes ahead.
But some of the survivors couldn't help it.
They looked back and along the shoreline in the water were just the lifeless bodies of
their friends scattered around.
Anders was killing an average of one person per minute, one life taken per minute.
And once the Delta teams get there, Anders was immediately arrested.
It was incredibly anti-climactic, uneventful.
He basically surrendered and told the police he's not going to hurt the police because
there's his brothers.
It's the others he wants to take out.
Immigrants and those that are sensitive to immigrants that care for immigrants.
He said, I'm not against you.
This is politically motivated.
This country is being invaded by foreigners.
This is a coup.
This is the start of hell.
A few things to note.
Anders actually called to turn himself in multiple times while he was on the island twice.
And he mainly did this not because he was like suddenly I feel remorse.
I don't know why it's it that I just woke up from a hallucination and I was killing people.
No, he did this because he did not want the officers to show up and shoot him on sight
when they get to the island.
Ironically, he was very invested in wanting to save his own life.
And additionally, he kept calling his crimes executions like the victims were executed
by the state or something.
He refuted them being referred to as murders, which is wild.
After his arrest, the only thing that he seemed really to care about, well, one was not
being put in a prison with a lot of Muslim inmates.
Wow.
But also was that they do not take his picture.
He was hell bent on the police using one of the pictures that he had prepared for this
very moment.
He included it in his manifesto.
In fact, he wrote in his manifesto, before you commit acts of terrorism, take professional
headshots.
Where you look good, get a haircut by a suit and tie, do your makeup even.
Because otherwise, the police will purposely find the most R-word-looking photo of you
and post it everywhere.
That's the photo you're going to be known for.
That is crazy.
And what did they use?
They used their own photo, I mean.
Did you see the photo that he prepared?
Yeah.
What does that look like?
I mean, some of them are like imposing with a gun, but they do look photoshopped.
So it's like Facebook photo, like trying to look cool.
Yes.
Trying to look bad and cool.
And a little more than an hour, Anders had shot 99 people.
Almost all of them, he shot more than once.
Almost half of them, he shot at least three times.
Out of the 99, 69 died, leaving the remaining 30 with very serious injuries.
In Oslo, he killed eight people with his bomb.
And in total, in the span of a few hours on July 22, 2011, he killed 77 people.
The youngest being 14 and the oldest being 51.
The majority of the disease being teenagers.
Two of his victims were not shot or impacted by the bomb, but one 17 year old boy in his
attempt to flee the island.
He fell off a cliff and fractured his skull leading to his death.
Another 17 year old boy was trying to swim away to escape the island.
But remember how I said it rains a lot during the summer?
A lot of them were wearing rain jackets and rain boots.
It was in hot, so a lot of them were wearing a lot of thicker, heavy clothing, and the
water was pretty dangerous.
He was found drowned at the bottom of the lake.
It was the bloodiest day in Norway since World War II, and at the time, globally, it was
the worst mass murder in modern Western history at the time.
Everyone on the island gets divided into three categories by the authorities, survivors
who had been shot, but they survived.
Bodies, and those who are still on the island and likely not alive.
Their bodies have yet to be recovered.
And of course, you had the group that were not shot and they survived.
Do you remember Elizabeth?
She was the one on the phone with her dad when she was shot?
She was, unfortunately, she passed.
But her older sister, Catherine, was also on the island, and she called her parents, and
she was trying to keep calm so that they didn't worry too much, and she told them,
Mom, I've been shot in the stomach and the arm, but it's okay.
I'm okay.
They're taking me to the hospital.
She would be hospitalized for 19 days, and then she'd be well enough to go home, and
when she did, I mean, nothing in her life was the same anymore.
She lost her little sister.
She gets winded, even just climbing up a flight of steps.
And one night, she completely broke down crying, why me though?
Why me?
Elizabeth was the pretty one with all the friends.
Why did I survive?
Why not her?
Why did she have to be the one to die?
And her parents didn't even know how to respond to that.
Adrienne, the one that Anders didn't shoot initially because he thought he looked conservative
enough?
Well, he was eventually shot in the shoulder.
Whether Anders was aiming for him or just opening fire on everyone, and he happened to be
in that group, it's unclear, but he was hiding when he was shot.
He's revived, made it to shore, and he kept insisting, I'm good, I've just been shot
in the shoulder.
There's other kids that have been shot in the head, the face, the stomach, the chest,
like go take care of them.
The EMT listens to his heart, and they're shocked.
I mean, they're staring at Adrienne like he's not even supposed to be here, because if
that bullet had been one millimeter, one pencil tip closer to the left, he would have needed
to amputate his whole arm.
If it had been one centimeter about the size of a staple closer to his heart, it would
have killed him.
Villager, the brother who was shot in the eye, he survived.
He was the one that would bring tissue out.
He lost an eye, he needed to amputate his arm, but he survived and so did his brother.
Villager was in a coma for a really long time.
Nobody knew if he was going to make it.
The doctors came in and they told his family, we're going to need to amputate his arm
before he even wakes up from the coma.
His family said that Villager's little brother, he would stick one arm into his shirt for
the next few weeks until Villager woke up.
He said he wanted to prepare for when his brother woke up from his coma so he could
teach them all the tricks of living without one of his arms.
So he tried to live his life without one of his arms so that he could give him all the
hacks.
There were a lot of siblings at the camp, and in some cases, parents lost both of their
children at once.
There was a survivor named Laura and she said it felt like he never ran out of bullets.
When it started, there was so much mud that I almost slept.
I kicked off my sandals, I was running barefoot.
It didn't take long to get to the end of the island, maybe 30 seconds.
It was then that I realized there's no place to run to.
There's nowhere to hide.
She would lose her older sister Bono on the island.
Many of the survivors lost friends or family and they felt a ton of survivors guilt.
One survivor said, I only had time to escape and survive because he was busy killing
someone else.
In the days after the attack, the entire city of Oslo and really all over Norway, there
were flowers laid out for the victims.
Flower shops all over the country were running out of roses, lilies, then orchids, then
carnations.
Every church and monument in the city was covered in flowers.
After Anders' arrest, Anders' mom was contacted by the police and she was told to come out
of the building and put her hands in the air.
She thought that her son had also been injured in the bombing in Oslo.
She was freaking out, making sure that her baby's alright.
She thought it was strange, like he's not coming over for dinner like he promised and
it was only in the interrogation room that she learned what her son did.
And she kind of sort of defended him.
I mean, she didn't deny that he did this, at least not at the end, but she basically
just said that Anders was a sensible and clever kid.
He had good friends and was a nice boy, warm and fond of his mom.
He did get arrested once before because he was like vandalizing public property.
He was a tagger, meaning that he would go around tagging his name.
This is very different from graffiti artists.
Graffiti artists do art.
For graffiti, taggers, they just write their names.
Do you know those words?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, he would just spray paint walls.
He was arrested for that once before.
But other than that, she thought that he was getting his life together.
After high school, Anders actually got involved in politics.
He was actually a not bad networker once he needed to be.
And because, you know, that's what politics is.
He was actually pretty good at it.
Except there was always that thing.
People could tell that Anders wanted to fit in.
Those who desperately.
He also had a very strong preachy era about him that people didn't like in politics.
For example, let's say you start a knitting club.
One who joins has never knit a day in their life prior to that club.
Everyone is on the same skill level.
Everybody is in the same experience level.
And then suddenly two days in, there's someone giving you knitting advice as if they've
been doing this for the past two decades of their life.
And it's very annoying to say the least.
That's Anders.
He gives up politics.
He discovers his real passion is not politics.
It's money.
To him, it's either be a millionaire or die trying to be a millionaire.
He was obsessed with money, status, and power.
And honestly, he just like the power that money gave him.
Nothing else.
He would have all these big grand ideas of how he was going to revolutionize a reputable
industry.
And he always complained.
You should not be ashamed of wanting to have a better life and setting goals.
Norway is obsessed with the loser mentality.
Yeah.
He was always preaching and ranting about aiming higher, smashing through the most insane
goals and boundaries.
And if you listen to him talking, you would think that he's in the process of starting
like the next Fortune 500 company.
But no, he's selling online fake diplomas.
Get a website and it's a legal, great area.
He would list the website as a decorative prop store for movie sets and films.
But I mean, I think it's pretty clear.
Everyone knows what's being sold there.
He would sell very legitimate looking diplomas from top universities around the world.
He was basically a glorified forger.
And the only reason that he stopped, even though he was making like a million dollars,
he at one point was a millionaire.
What?
Yeah.
He was scared not for being arrested.
He was scared that he would be exposed for being a forger.
And that is such a low thing to be exposed for.
It's like being described as a thief.
Like, that's a very low petty crime.
It was gross.
So he quit selling fake diplomas and he tried to move on with his life.
But he just couldn't find anything.
So for five years, he moved in with his mom.
This is when he's 27 years old.
He locked himself in his room.
And for five years, he just played video games.
His favorites were World of Warcraft and Call of Duty.
He was actually pretty good at gaming and he really liked the concept of gaming.
He went on these rants about how you just need to put in the hours to be respected.
You don't need to be born into games.
You don't need to be handsome.
You play and you get respect from other players.
That's it.
He likes that.
Everybody starts on the same footing and nobody has inherent privileges.
Which, I mean, nobody tells this guy about cheat codes.
A lot of netizens did later point out that it is strange.
He's a neo-nazi, which the best way to categorize onders is neo-nazi and they're fascists.
They're like super far right.
And usually they're the bitter enemies of communists, which somewhat argue is like super,
super far left.
But sometimes the things he says, it feels like he identifies more as a communist than a
fascist.
He's like, everybody should be equal.
But only if you have blonde hair, blue eyes.
And only if you have a weeby.
He also did join the Freemasons only because someone on his dad's side was a Freemason and
he basically forced him into recommending him.
And he did join.
He did join.
Oh.
And nothing really came out of that.
By the time that he had his little initiation ceremony, yeah, they have ceremonies, he was
over the Freemasons.
He was like, this is stupid.
I'm just going to go kill people.
He was already planning the murders at this point.
At the end of the interview with Anders' mom, she looked the interviewer dead in the face
and she said, I am the unhappiest mother in Norway.
There is only one place a criminal would want to be called crazy or insane out of their
minds bonkers.
And that's in a courtroom.
It's the only place it's actually going to help them to be considered a madman.
Unless you're Anders and your attorney recommends a not guilty plea of insanity, but you want
everyone to know that you knowingly committed all these crimes, knowing right from wrong.
Being considered insane by the court system was his biggest nightmare.
Yeah.
Priorities, okay?
Another priority for Anders was debating should he do a closed fist salute or an open
palm salute?
He decides to go with a closed fist.
When he walks into the courtroom before he takes his seat, he shoots out his right arm
and extends it as straight as possible and his right hand is clenched into a fist and
his knuckles are white.
Then he turns straight to the gallery of the courtroom and makes eye contact with the family
members of the victims.
He looks incredibly pleased with himself.
Now side note, they did have Anders go to the island and recreate the whole 72 minutes
with them.
They brought him back to the island.
He was wearing a bulletproof harness.
He was tethered to a police officer so that he couldn't run off.
Literally he's wearing one of those child leashes, but much more serious bulletproof
tear proof.
You get it.
He's just going around demonstrating where he shot which group, then which way he walked.
Why is he wearing a bulletproof proof?
They were worried that he was going to threaten them into killing him.
He was going to threaten a police officer so that they would shoot him dead.
They were afraid that one police officer would kill him.
He would put them in a situation where they had to shoot him.
He would want to exit by a police officer.
Right.
He's trying to run away or try to attack them and then they can make him exit, but they
didn't want to do that because they wanted him to stand for his crimes.
Right.
Okay.
Now, to a degree, it was for the police to get a very clear picture of how everything
happened, but it was also so that they could get a gauge on his emotions.
They observed that he had no regret, no emotions going back to the island.
There is a picture of him where he was just holding up an imaginary gun and he's grinning.
So he's basically displaying to the police this is what I did here.
It's like he's reliving the kills.
Later during the trial, Anders is given the opportunity to address the victim's families
and he slowly gets up from his chair, turns to face the court and he says, when people
say they have lost their most beloved, I also lost my entire family.
I lost my friends.
It was my choice.
I sacrificed them, but I did lose my entire family and friends on July 22nd.
I lost everything.
So to a certain extent, I understand.
And one snippet of his testimony.
Yeah.
Okay.
So in the US, it's advice that defendants do not take the stand, but Anders' testimony
and cross examination would go to last longer than a week.
He actually gets very upset when they start rushing him because this is his time to shine.
Yeah.
And he tried to argue that he did not do this out of evil.
He did this out of goodness.
He was trying to help Norway.
He also compared the camp, the summer camp to a Hitler youth event, which is crazy considering
he has many parallels in the way that he thinks that are parallel to Hitler.
And what are you even talking about?
That's not even politically correct.
It's astonishing how someone can be so evil, but also at the same time so incredibly unaware
of themselves and their own ideologies.
It's just weird.
The day 17 of the trial and object goes flying through the courtroom, a shoe.
I mean, all anyone can do is just stare at it.
It misses Anders, which is the target, and it hits one of his defense attorneys instead.
And a man gets up screaming from his chair, go to hell.
You killed my brother.
You go to hell.
Anders turns around and he looks disgusted by this man's actions.
Like throwing a shoe is the most violent and vile, just despicable, unsyvilized thing
a human could do.
But that man looks and dead in the face and says you're a murderer and a devil should go to hell.
The whole courtroom is silent.
Before one person starts clapping.
And then another, and then suddenly everybody is cheering and clapping.
The young man is escorted out of the courtroom with just one shoe.
Now to give you additional context, like I said, Anders hates Muslims.
And shoe throwing actually has a very strong significance in Arab culture.
New throwing has, for my understanding, it basically means that the target of the shoe
is worth no more than the dirt that we step in.
And that's why he threw the shoe.
He said that he just wants to humiliate Anders.
That's all.
Convey a message for all the victims, and it's an expression of disgust.
In the end, Anders was deemed sane and given the maximum punishment of 21 years.
You're kidding me.
Now I will say there is a loophole in this.
So this sentence is what the Norwegian Justice System calls containment.
So it's not technically 21 years.
It's likely that he'll never get out.
So basically what happens is that parole can be considered in 10 years.
But after 21 years, for whatever reason, it doesn't even really have to be like a valid,
strong, crazy reason.
The parole board is just like, now you're going to stay another 20 years.
It just seems like that's the maximum they can give.
So it just means that after 21 years, they have to evaluate.
Like, there's no way he's getting out.
Is what most people believe?
You can imagine though.
Yeah, no, I don't think so.
Like, I think, no, Norwegians would know.
Anders will be kept in solitary confinement.
His only friends are a few parakeets that he gets to keep in his, he has a two story
prison cell.
It's two stories.
We're going to get back to it because Norway has some of the best prisons.
Oh my gosh.
Now the victim's families and survivors are just trying to navigate life.
And in most cases, severe PTSD.
One survivor said that there are times where he's in a crowded street or store and he
starts having panic attacks.
His chest gets tight like he's gasping for air.
Another survivor said, the only place that they feel safe is in a moving car.
Where there's no strangers, there's no openness and it's easy to drive away.
Some survivors still have bullets or fragments of bullets in their bodies because it would
have been more dangerous to remove them.
And one survivor said it definitely hurts with trying to move on.
They said mentally it's like there are still pieces of evil inside of me.
And it just feels like a reminder.
Some of the victims, families and survivors have moved on though.
Elizabeth and Catherine's dad, the one that was on the phone when he heard his daughter
died, he said he doesn't hate Anders.
He said because I don't give a damn about him.
Why should I care?
I still have my family that I need to take care of and to hate him, it would take my
energy.
From day one, he is nothing but zero to me.
Now I want to give a massive disclaimer regarding Anders' imprisonment.
I chose to include this portion regarding the Norwegian prison system only because it
is a fact of the case and because a lot of netizens were talking about it.
And I only compare it to the US prisons because naturally that's where most of you guys are.
And also when I hear, oh he's in prison, I'm kind of picturing an American prison, right?
That is not the case.
Anders filed a formal complaint.
Well, he waged a lawsuit against the country of Norway for a violation of his human rights
in prison.
He demanded a replacement of his PS2, PS2, to a PS3.
Because at this point, the PS4 had already come out and it's not like he's demanding the
best one, the newest one, but the PS2 is way too outdated.
What else can he do in there or what can he not do in there?
Yeah, which by the way, Anders said that he during the trial, he in his manifesto too,
he stated that he practiced shooting in first person pointer shooter games like World
of Warcraft, but in prison, he gets access to any adult games that he chooses.
So he could be playing these video games.
And this is not me trying to make a connection with violent video games.
Like I typically don't subscribe to that belief, but he straight up said, that's how I
practiced.
He also went to shooting ranges, but he also said, yeah, he demands that his government allowance
of $49 per week should be doubled.
Yeah, and he said that the fact that his typewriter has not been upgraded to a computer
is a violation against his human rights.
And he also mentions how he was given a rubber pen because he was constantly talking about
self-exiting.
So of course, they're not going to give him a sharp pen to hurt himself with.
So they gave him a rubber pen.
And he said the pen is not ergonomic and it gives his hand cramps.
He said it's actually sadistic that the government would give him nothing but a rubber pen
to write with.
He said, it's a nightmare of an instrument and I'm very frustrated with it.
He wrote in the lawsuit, you put me in hell and I won't manage to survive that long.
You are killing me.
If I die, all of Europe's right-wing extremists will know exactly who it was that tortured
me to death, the Liberals.
He also caught himself a political prisoner and a human rights activist in the lawsuit,
a human rights activist.
Side note, there are a lot of women writing love letters to Anders in prison.
But because he's in solitary confinement, the authorities get to read through all the
letters before he gets to them and they reject all of those.
All the quote, fun ones.
I do believe that they let in some hate mail because he also gets a lot of hate mail.
In 2022, he applied for parole.
After his minimum sentence of 10 years was served, his application was denied.
Now in 2024, he is 45 years old and he waged another lawsuit this year against Norway.
And he claims that his conditions in prison are inhumane and it's making him want to
self-exit.
But when a psychologist evaluated him, they stated that he does not appear to be very
depressed and he was very low risk for self-exiting.
But just to give you an idea of how depraved his inhumane conditions are, here's a glimpse
of his everyday life.
He can play video games, watch TV, read the newspaper and check out books from the prison
library.
He was given a computer so his typewriter was changed into a computer but he does not
have internet access.
He can prepare his own food and do his own washing.
He can have phone conversations with female friends.
He can contact prison staff, lawyers, priests, health professionals.
He is an outside volunteer that he was working with to get updates on life and help with
things but he no longer wishes to see them.
I think they pissed him off.
They can play chess with some volunteers.
He built a gingerbread house as part of a prison competition during the holidays.
He's got access to an outdoor play yard and is allowed to keep pet birds.
That's freaking crazy.
He has a living room in his cell that is the size of a medium sized apartment living room
and there are two video game consoles connected to a flat screen TV that looks to be about 60
inches.
He has black leather couches, a coffee table and curtains on a massive window that lets
in a ton of natural light.
He has a dining table that has one of those table runners that's equipped with candles.
So I guess if he wants to eat nicely, the prison gym has a rowing machine, a leg press,
all of it which looks very clean and new.
Now normally this is a cell pod so that two story cell would be shared between a few
prisoners but because Anders is high risk, he gets to have it all himself.
And he believes this is inhumane.
And that is the story of what happened on Utoya Island.
And I mean, yeah, I don't really know what to say or really how to end this video even.
That is the story of what happened on Utoya Island.
I don't think I need a disclaimer but obviously I don't think any religion has any sort of
connection with one's personality.
I do think that there's a lot of villainification of Muslims and I mean, I don't think anything
he said is even, yeah, it's even worth, you know, debate it on.
It's not even a conversation because it's like talking to a brick wall like there are
no thoughts.
It's just pure hatred.
There is a Netflix movie that was created based off the events and fictional movie.
And you know, I think there were some conversations about it which obviously it was not used
as source material but I just want to let you know.
But what are your thoughts on this case?
Let me know in the comments.
This was a highly requested video and please check out the book.
I think the book, the author, works with a lot of the victim's families and it was just
an incredibly tough read to get through but I think it is very insightful.
Please stay safe and I will see you guys on Wednesday.
Bye.
