Even yesterday a Norwegian policeman remarked: "We are unarmed and I hope they don't ever constrain us to arm ourselves."
The contrast between the advanced civility expressed in those words, set against yesterday's utter barbarism, whoever the perpetrator may have been, only serves to reinforce that we live in a chaotic world desperately in need of order. Though the people who would like to establish such a new order find that they can arrest the inexorable march of history through simply killing those they believe to have been guilty of its despised course, at the expense of civilization, and against all reason.
This, to me, perfectly sums up a tragedy, which, unlike the human one that only has long term effects upon those who knew one of the victims (and is the greatest possible injustice and crime against the innocent), the new barbarism inflicts upon the civil and
the civilizing.
This also explains why the prescient force of the greatest expressionist work still has an uncanny vitality and validity in these times:
Skrik. For it is a scream against the new barbarism that modernity has produced. It matters little, in this sense, that it happens to be by a Norwegian artist, or that yesterday's tragedy took place at Oslo. Because it is a universal scream, which has been heard throughout the globe.