Why does Norway have much less gun violence than america even though gun ownership is very high?
First and foremost, there isn’t a culture of being afraid, which is more present in the US. This results in less of a wish to “have a gun to protect yourself”. Wanting to have a gun to protect yourself is common in the US even among regular people, and is included in gun safety training. In Norway, 25 years ago when I regularly hung out with criminals in the rave scene, it wasn’t even common among career criminals to want to have a gun for protection. It was possible to get one, but it was non-trivial. I never encountered an illegal gun, though I’ve encountered plenty of legal ones.
But that brings us to another aspect of this: There’s very little long-term crime culture in Norway. Crime tends to be a thing that young people do and then grow out of. This again ties into a few different things:
- Low recidivism (due to both focus in prison and the below factors)
- Social security net it is possible to live off (so crime is not strictly necessary for poor people to have an acceptable quality of life)
- Being a criminal isn’t public, making it easy to have it be non-permanent. Papers do not publish the names of criminals unless it’s a very special crime, and records are not publicly available. Instead, employers that have a sensitive position can apply to the police for an attestation of whether the police has reasons they shouldn’t put the person in that position. That means that e.g. a financial criminal can work in a kindergarden, and a pedophile can work in a financial institution – but not vice versa. This allows people that have done crime to return to work and normal life.
- There is a system that handles mental illness, so those that are mentally ill usually get treatment.
Now, the above ties into it not being a culture for having a “gun for defense”. In Norway, guns are for hunting and for target shooting. To get a gun (or buy ammo), you need a license. It’s relatively easy to get – you need to go through a 30 hour training course and exam to get a hunter license, or if you want to use a handgun, you need to go through a 12 hours security course . To purchase guns you need to either be a hunter (for rifles and shotguns) or be an active member of a shooting range for at least six months. You then apply for a permit for getting the types of guns, which allows you to purchase up to N guns of that type. The permit comes from the police, and will be granted unless they have a reason to believe you are of bad character.
Notice that “I want to defend myself” isn’t a reason, and would in general be seen as a sign of bad character. Guns are considered to be for sport.
Also, most Norwegian males have been to one year mandatory military service, so they are used to guns.
A final factor (which kind of sucks that we have to mention, but it’s likely to be a factor): Norway has a fairly homogenous society, with high education, relatively low income differences (compared to the US), and similar social backgrounds. It also has extremely high trust, which is likely to be at least partially due to the homogeneity. This makes it much easier to implement the other aspects of culture above.
What Would Have Happened if Germany Had Invaded the U.S. During World War II?
Then the war either would have ended early (like 1942 or 1943), or there would have been massive numbers of German casualties with nothing to show for it.
Invading the North American mainland can be safely left in the realm of bad Hollywood films. And that’s even today, with larger ships, jet cargo aircraft, and more people. While it makes for a great strategy, in the end, it’s just a nonstarter. Why?
The Germans had no forward base in the New World. If they had seized Iceland, any of the French protectorates in the Caribbean, or northern South America, then an invasion, while still a stretch, could have been conceivable. Without forward bases to deploy to and from, an invasion isn’t going to happen.
Consider that the Wehrmacht was winning while America was out of the war. One of the most idiotic things Hitler did was to declare war on the United States on Dec. 11, 1941. While the Wehrmacht was about to get thrashed in the Soviet Union, it could have stage-managed that into a negotiated settlement if it had chosen to. When the U.S. entered the war, it was all in, and Germany didn’t have the cards for that kind of bet. Invading North America would have simply brought the U.S. immediately into the war, with results that would have been more disastrous than they were.
And even if the Germans had landed a sizable force here, how where they going to be resupplied? Any such force would have been trapped here until it was defeated, destroyed, or retreated. The U.S. could play at the U-boat game, and the Germans would have needed open logistics lines to keep themselves supplied. Assuming that they were somehow able to move further inland, they still would need a corridor or corridors open to the ocean for supplies and retreat. Not seeing how that could have happened.
In addition, everybody had guns. One commonality among the nations conquered by Germany is that private firearms ownership was heavily restricted or simply banned. With no such restrictions here and given the fact that modern combined arms tactics were still in their infancy, it’s difficult to see how the Germans would have avoided taking heavy casualties. The Germans would have faced an armed force at least 10 times the size of their invasion force, who were also motivated to ensure that they (the Germans) would lose.
The Germans also still would have had to undertake European battles along with their invasion here. England was bombing German cities. The Soviet Union was beginning what would be its bloody push to force the Germans out of its homeland. Italy was losing in North Africa, necessitating German assistance there. Yugoslavia’s partisan conflicts were just beginning. And Germany had large areas of France, Poland, Norway, and the Low Countries that it needed troops garrisoned in just to keep pacified. If they could have found a million or so “spare” force to throw at an attack on the U.S., it would still have maintain its status quo in the lands that it already conquered.
Didn’t happen. Couldn’t happen.
– Jon Mixon
Can anyone explain the fashion sense of neckbeards?
As a former neckbeard I can probably address each of these items with an actual explanation:
Overweight (Or underweight): Bad eating habits come from a shit family. The kind of family that when you get home at dinner time everyone is passed out drunk and there’s frozen macaroni in the frig and it’s either the first meal you’ve had all day or the 30th box of frozen macaroni because it’s the only thing anyone taught you to prepare for yourself.
Neckbeard: See family situation above. Now imagine you just hit puberty and you start growing facial hair and have absolutely no idea how to shave. Commercials make it look easy on those handsome models with smooth skin, but when you have acne from eating nothing but macaroni and not having any idea how to take care of your skin that’s always either too oily or too dry, and you get a bloody mess the first time you try to shave your adam’s apple and have so much anxiety about trying again and people seeing your scabs that you decide “maybe if i let it go I’ll just look rugged.”
Sneakers: Probably not the sneakers as much as the old, ratty sneakers that don’t quite fit right because they came from goodwill or passed down from another sibling.
Cargo pants: When you don’t want to go home, utility is important. Lots of pockets seem handy and “rugged” enough that they still seem masculine, and that’s what’s attractive, right?
Magic (or anime or wolf) T-Shirt: Because despite the facial hair, you are still a child. You love a thing and want your friends who also love the thing to feel like you’re part of the crew. It’s more than that really. Imagine it’s all you have. Imagine it’s the only thing you’ve ever been good at when competing against your peers. You can’t play sports, you can’t get a date with a girl, you can’t be taken seriously or land a job and have severe anxiety because you’ve spent what should be your childhood staying up all night, every night, to try to council your mom who threatened to kill herself if you ever leave because you’re the only thing holding the family together. So yes, you tend to want to escape.
Trench Coat: You know very well you don’t look like Neo or a vampire slayer, but wearing the clothing from your fantasies makes you feel like that character at times, it’s escapism again. You’re not really trying to look tough, but playing dress-up lets you pretend for a moment or two that you live that life, that you’re the chosen one, that all the shit you have to deal with is worth something and your day of adventure will come and you’ll be whisked away on a grand adventure. The feeling becomes comforting and you have little else to feel comfortable about so it becomes almost like a security blanket to wrap yourself in some silly article of clothing. Same goes for other props like swords.
Leather satchel: You rich fuckers could afford leather? My fanny pack was nylon. Just like cargo shorts and backpacks, you live anywhere but home and need carrying capacity for your meals, card decks, medication, books and games. Older veteran neckbeards who have upgraded to full on delusional paranoid lifestyles keep their guns in their fanny packs because you can’t wear a holster if your gut is too big.
Trilby hat: It’s just like the trenchcoat and katanas. You pretend you look cool because it feels better to live in fantasy than confront the fact that your only experience with dating and relationships is watching others who look like they have their shit together, and reading high-school themed anime/hentai so you spend half the day in that fantasy world in your head where you are the protagonist and two beautiful girls are actually competing for your attention rather than face the reality where you would have to work out 8-hours a day for a year just to look decent, to say nothing of your actual social skills and crippling anxiety.
Like with most neckbeards, this was a phase. I got out of my family home, got out of school, started working, started watching youtube videos about cooking instead of porn every night, started reading books rather than watching cartoons and started caring about making money more than making killer card combos.
Mostly, I stopped pretending. Instead of escaping, I started working on my problems a little piece at a time until those small successes, even if it was just learning that oil-free face moisturizer existed, got me more hooked on real rewards than fantasies.
What kind of things goes on in the mind of a deranged individual?
I used to masturbate onto birds at a local park. Not a thing that I’m particularly proud of but I became quite good at it. I was taking zinc supplements so I was shooting massive loads and it became something of a sport to me. For anyone interested here is your best strategy. First, you need to find an isolated spot so you don’t become a sex offender. I found a short kind of channel area where I saw the pigeons would congregate. Next, you arouse yourself. I was usually content with envisioning the occasional jogging lady coming over and taking a shit on my chest and that was enough to fuel the fire but if you’re not as sexually charged as me just take some pron on the go. After you’re good an horny, you get some bread. My pigeons preferred white bread but healthier birds might have a taste for honey wheat or maybe even multigrain. Fat, unhealthy birds are slower and easier to hit so remember that. Once you are seated on the bench and ready to do the deed, whip your roosevelt out and scatter bread out within a few feet of you. use your judgement based on how far you know you can cum. I was a lonely and depraved soul who could hit targets the size of a thimble at distances up to 4 feet. You wait for the pigeons to begin eating and to get comfortable with your presence. At this point, you want to coo gently and talk sensually to them to gain their trust. Now you’re finally ready to cum on your bird. This is a tough part because the rapid motion of masturbation is very frightening to the birds, so you have to be subtle. Once you master a technique, you simply wind it up and let it go, aiming depending on your past cumming experiences. I always came high so I would aim for the neck of the bird and catch it right in the face. It’s an extremely satisfying and erotic feeling, seeing those birds reel around covered in cum and maybe even transporting it to other places in the city. Either way I haven’t done it in years but every now and then I catch myself gazing wistfully at a flock of birds, cock throbbing and waiting for them to land close to me.