This story appears in Aage Borchgrevink’s superb book; and it plays like a scene from a horror film because we know the barfly will make good on his promise.
Breivik was hard at work on 2083: A European Declaration of Independence; a 1518-page screed exposing the Muslim plot to conquer Christendom.
In large part a compendium of extracts from counter-jihadist websites; 2083 was posted online on the day of the attacks under the name ‘Andrew Berwick’; one of Breivik’s several aliases. The signs of Europe’s creeping Islamisation were everywhere; he argued; from Bosnian independence to the spread of mosques in Oslo. Muslim men were having their way with European women; while declaring their own women off-limits to European men.
Breivik and his fellow white Norwegians were ‘first-generation dhimmis’ – a term for non-Muslim minorities under Ottoman rule which; like most of his ideas; he’d found online – in what was fast becoming ‘Eurabia’. Worst of all; Europe’s ‘cultural Marxist’ elites had caved in; like a woman who would rather ‘be raped than … risk serious injuries while resisting’. Even the Lutheran Church – ‘priests in jeans who march for Palestine and churches that look like minimalist shopping centres’ – had surrendered. Fortunately; there were ‘knights’ like Breivik who had the courage to defend Europe’s honour.
2083 isn’t just a manifesto: it’s also the would-be inspirational memoir of a man who has rejected the ‘Sex and the City lifestyle’ in favour of his sacred duty. The leap from empty hedonism to murderous heroism is also a recurring theme in the biographies of the young men who leave Bradford; Hamburg; Paris and Oslo for Syria. As Borchgrevink writes; Breivik’s hatred of Islam didn’t prevent him from proposing a tactical alliance with al-Qaida against the liberal state he hated even more. The desires that motivated him scarcely differed from those of his jihadist enemies: revenge; adventure and fame.