If I had the history that the Norwegians have, I would be trying to make up for my own past. The last thing they should do is EVER try to look down on other people's governments. They must not know their own or they would be too ashamed to bring it up. The evils perpetrated against the gypsies in Norway make Selma look like a paradise. Because the Norwegians are small and don't make much of a splash on the world scene the western media don't spend a lot of time looking at their transgressions past and present and as they spend so much time looking at other nation's news organizations they don't get their own much. Skin heads beating exchange students to death and the kidnapping of children of minority groups only to be placed in government homes and abused or experimented on, lobotomies and such performed on minority members, they are just finishing paying off the relatives of the Jews they helped the Nazis murder, not to mention the treatment of the Sami (Lapps) they have had to pay them off too. No, Norwegians feet stink too. Worse than ours. Our traitors were never able to take over. They are a people whose foundations lay in robbery and who traditionally have quickly turned on one another for the same motives. I guess we all have our Quislings in the closet. I guess he is among the most famous of Norwegians, though most have probably never heard of him. Had Benedict Arnold taken over and helped kill all the blacks in the USA I guess he would have been a blot as big as Norway's toady.
I think it has to do with size or sunshine or something. They don't have much, can't use much of what they have and their government taxes them to death on the one thing they do have plenty of. I once posted similar thoughts and Jan did give me a funny reply, with pictures of a parade full of beautiful girls in swimming suits, (so there is some sunshine in Norway!) but I will post it again as it does reflect something of the attitude I keep seeing from Norway. Kent had found an article written by an American student that said the USA was like the Witnesses or something like that. I was responding to it. I suspect if you give a drunk Norwegian a computer these feelings come to the surface.
I guess if you are huddled in the Cold, Arctic Darkness, looking out at the oil rigs and thinking that despite having oil reserves much like Saudi Arabia's you and the other poor bedarkened Norwegians are paying some of the highest gas prices in the world..... I guess thinking about Americans, with the cheap gas, with those beautiful tanned women, with all that SUNSHINE with your only light being from your computer monitor as you are so bored all you do is scan small American college papers in places like Murfreesborro Tenn. I guess if you lingered over how small you are, about the size of Arizona, or how NORTH you are, well, you might become critical of others also. You might want to forget your own faults and problems by assaulting someone else's, even if yours are MUCH MUCH WORSE! If the only thing you ever got from that land of Sunshine and Rock n Roll was a Watch Tower, then you might be bitter too. If everyone mistook you for a Swede and you had to pretend to like the thirty percent of your pile of cold rocks that can be used, better than that land of Milk and Honey, (or was it Volvos and Money?) next door, then you might be inclined to depression too. Like everyone else. So if someone were to call the USA the Jehovah's Witness of Nations, you might grab it too. Grab it and twist it and pretend you had always believed it and that you didn't know that it was really your country who was most like the Witnesses. Time for some more anti-freeze I think, and to look at a few more little college newspapers and see if any other teenager will say something stupid. That Dam Bush. Those Dam Americans. That Dam cheap gas and those Awful Women with their little swim suits like its really that warm anywhere in the world. Its all staged I tell ya, the sunshine, the moon landing, the women, all phonied up in Hollywood. DAM HOLLYWOOD! I hate's em, I hate's em, I hates'em!
