So here is my take on the whole thing. For one the Swedish newspapers have, as Swedish newspapers tend to do, built up the whole situation to something ridiculous. There is no "horror in Oslo", and as far as the police that's suppose to be "everywhere" I've seem a couple but it's really not that much more than usual. Some people are scared I suppose, but it's not like the whole town is walking on its' toes or anything.

I'm actually not that afraid. And maybe that makes me naive, I don't know, but really I can't walk around thinking I might be blown up wherever I go. I mean I work at the airport and I have to go through the central station to even get home, there's no getting around that. Admittingly though, I did walk sort of fast through the central station yesterday, because I'm not frightened but I'm also not stupid. 

It's a strange situation actually. One I never thought I'd even have to talk about, because let's face it I frickin live in the deep north and who gives a shit about the deep north. Well apparently someone does. But I can't stop living for it. That just doesn't work. More than anything I am annoyed actually, because I hate it when people are nervous and I hate that small nagging feeling that told me to quicken my step through very public places yesterday when I got of the train from work. 

Yeah...so this was suppose to be a short post. Did not turn put that way. But whatever. This is my official position on the terror threats against my new home country, and now that I've told it we don't have to talk about it anymore. Have a nice one guys!

Update: Now it feels slightly like we're under attack. The town is sort of deserted and there're a lot more police. End of update.