Burzum’s Vikernes Blogs About Terror Arrest

Varg Vikernes

What goes through your mind when you’re being pulled over? What thoughts raced across the folds of your brain that one time you were arrested?

Last week, when police stormed Burzum frontman Varg Vikernes’ French farm to take him and his wife in for questioning, Varg was thinking about his underwear.

Vain motherfucker.

“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 color, and of course I was wearing such a pair of underpants on Tuesday morning,” he writes on his blog.

“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.”

Varg, a racist piece of shit, has broken his silence about his arrest last week.

He’s written about it in a three-part blog series that begins here.

He also talked about what happened following his arrest.

“Having found nothing whatsoever in our rental house or on our property suggesting in any way that my wife and I had any criminal plans, the police officers were left with trying to make us talk ourselves into trouble, to put it that way,” he writes.

“Only they didn’t actually seem to be too interested in ‘getting’ us. Instead they tried to get clarity. I was shocked! Having experience with the band of thugs known as the Norwegian criminal police, who never seemed to care for anything but getting me and everybody else they arrested, no matter what, I was talking to policemen who were instead doing their job, like common people expect them to do and like they are supposed to do.

“No false testimonies. No fabricated evidence. No planting of illegal items on our property. No desperate attempts to make everything I said sound as if I was rotten to the core. No obviously deliberate misunderstandings of what I actually said. No attempts to put Marie and me up against each other. Nothing, save some confusion regarding what had been confiscated where and who had been present when this had been done. At the same time the local policemen in Brive behaved exemplary too, all of them and all the time. They were polite and professional. No screaming of vulgarities to the incarcerated. No threatening behaviour. No disparaging laughing or exposure of us to ridicule or other unpleasantries. No misuse of power. Wow! France was really different. At that time I felt a bit ashamed for being Norwegian. Maybe civilisation had not yet reached Norway after all.

“They brought clarity and very quickly found out that my wife and I had no terrorist plans. However, the DCRI police officers were working under orders ‘from the top,’ as they put it, so they had to find some way to justify the arrestation [Edit: He just made that word up, people] of us, obviously ordered from ‘the top,’ so they started to prepare other accusations against us. Like were we suitable parents? I was asked questions about my sons’ camo clothes, archery and my daughter’s use of a sword on one of the photos on my blog.”

It seems that while he faces no charges of being a terrorist, Vikernes could still faces charges that he violated French law against provoking racism.

A French prosecutor said Vikernes was charged with racist provocation of Jews and Muslims on the Internet and will be tried in a French court.

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