I was born in Oslo. My journey to school passed by the government quarter. When I was 15, I spent a week as an intern in the complex that was blown up by a car bomb, on Friday afternoon.
The city of my childhood is now scarred by terrorism, its streets patrolled by soldiers. To those who have lost family and friends, we owe mourning and respect, but also a duty to understand how such a violent tragedy could have happened in a country perceived as a model of social democratic dialogue.
Anders Behring Breivik has apparently admitted culpability to the events and he will no doubt attempt to exploit his appearance in court today for propaganda purposes.