Ο Varg Vikernes δημοσιεύει εκτενή ανάρτηση σχετικά με τη σύλληψή του για τρομοκρατική ενέργεια

Ο Νορβηγός Varg Vikernes, ιδρυτής του black metal συγκροτήματος Burzum, συνελήφθη μαζί με τη σύζυγό του Marie Chachet από τις αρχές στην πόλη Salon-la Tour της Νοτιοδυτικής Γαλλίας ως ύποπτος τέλεσης μεγάλης τρομοκρατικής ενέργειας.

Τελικά ο Varg Vikernes αφέθηκε ελεύθερος πριν δύο εβδομάδες και τώρα δημοσίευσε έξι εκτενείς αναρτήσεις με πλούσιο φωτογραφικό υλικό στο οποίο μιλάει εκτός των άλλων για τη σύλληψή του και για άλλα θέματα φιλοσοφικου και κοινωνικο-πολιτικού περιεχομένου. Μπορείτε να τα διαβάσετε όλα στο Thuleanperspective.com.

Ο Vikernes, ο οποίος έχει εκτίσει πολυετή ποινή κάθειρξης για την δολοφονία του κιθαρίστα των Mayhem, Euronymous, είναι γνωστός για τις ακραίες εθνικιστικές και ρατσιστικές του αντιλήψεις. Σε δήλωσή του τον Απρίλιο του 2011 είχε καλέσει τους Γάλλους να ψηφίσουν το Εθνικό Μέτωπο, δηλώνοντας πως η Νορβηγία αποτελεί το τελευταίο σοβιετικό κράτος της Ευρώπης.

Παρακάτω μπορείτε να διαβάσετε αυτούσιο το πρώτο μέρος της ανάρτησής του:

«Thuesday I woke up a bit earlier than I normally do. Yes, I normally wake up because the dog wants to take a leak on our lawn, around 7:00, but this morning I woke up because of a loud bang. I more or less jumped out of bed and saw that somebody was breaking into our home.

Thankfully I immediately saw that it was actually the police, so I did not reach for any means of defence, and instead just raised my arms and waited for the police to enter. 'Ah, it's just the police'. My second thought was 'What on Earth are they up to? Are they actually smashing our entire entrance area just because of my blog?'

I was not sure whether or not they were shooting into our living room or actually flashbanging our living room. After a total of three explosiones (that later turned out to be gun shots) and a lot of breaking of glass and door frames they entered.

My pregnant wife, not yet aware that it was actually the police, tried to cover our youngest son and — she told me later — was about to reach for her 22 LR Browning lever action rifle, when she understood from my reaction that it was the police. Our youngest son, who was sleeping in our bed during that night (because my mother-in-law was visiting), and was therefore directly behind me and in front of the muzzles of the police's assault rifles.

Sorry to digress, but some times when you buy underwear you get three underpants in one package, and for some reason at least one of these are always in some horrible colour, and of course I was wearing such a pair of underpants on Thuesday morning. A pair of strikingly orange underpants. Having been repeatedly dragged out into the street or prison hallways or similar in my underwear before, by the Norwegian police or prison guards, I thought to myself that this was going to repeat itself and I would be photographed with my little belly, my thin hair, my tanned arms in great contrast to my pale body and - wearing horribly orange underpants. (Everybody would believe that I was actually Dutch...)

When I had completed my little intelligent string of thoughts, about orange underpants and everything, the police had climbed the staircase and -simply put- arrested me, laying me face down in the bed with hand cuffs on my back. To my great surprise they also arrested and put hand cuffs on my pregnant wife, leaving my shocked youngest son sitting there alone without his mother's protection. A whole lot of DCRI police officers in civil clothes arrived and the apparent chief said 'Yes, that is Vikernes'.

Now, thankfully my mother-in-law was there, to take care of our children, so I was not so worried about that part. I heard them talking and her trying to calm the children down. I was -to my great surprise- allowed to put on some clothes, I was told that we were suspected of having committed or preparing to commit an act of terrorism, and was held in custody whilst the police in civil clothes went through our things in the office.

All in all, throughout our house, they confiscated books, ammo and five spare rifle magazines, PCs, USB pens, hard-discs, a 222 Remington CZ 527 bolt-action rifle, a 22 LR CZ 457 bolt-action rifle, a 22 LR Browning lever-action rifle and a side-by-side 12 gauge Bajkal shotgun, an air rifle, two air-soft rifles, hunting knives, survival knives, three crossbows with bolts, a gladius, a seax and two spears.

They checked the entire house and the property too with dogs, but -of course- found nothing. They also found all the receipts for all the rifles and ammo, and my wife's permission to own these firearms.

They did not take my wife's hunting magazine, any of our books about camping, our fishing equipment, our first aid books, our cantines, or any other hunting, survivalism or camping equipment.

After that I was brought back into the living room and saw that my youngest son had thrown up in his grandmother's arms, and I understood that he was very shaken. The police action was obviously a bit too dramatic for a 3,5 year-old boy. She was trying to comfort him. Apparently things weren’t going so well with the kids after all. His pregnant mother was placed in front of the children on a chair with hand cuffs on, bleeding from her nose.

Outside there were cars parked all over our front lawn and there were DCRI policemen everywhere. I had a hood placed over my head and was quickly placed inside a car along with half the SWAT team. My wife was placed in the car behind with the other half of the SWAT team.

The two cars left the property and drove very fast towards the highway, and continued in around 160-170 km per hour on the high way, to Brive. The police professionally maneuvred the car through the traffic, and we arrived safely in Brive. We were both placed in different holding cells.

I knew that they had had no reason whatsoever to charge any of us for 'terrorism', but I had my bad experiences with the Norwegian police freshly in my mind. Would the French police too fabricate evidence? Would they too lie? Would they too plant evidence? Would they too keep me locked up for almost a year before they would let me stand before a political court and go through some mock trial? I did not yet know, so I was worried.

Unfortunately my wife was apparently involved too, and my three children were left there to wait for our return.»