Yesterday evening, i.e. Friday November 9, some friends and I (as well as a total stranger) spent about an hour pelting Trondheim’s statue of the Norwegian national hero Tordenskjold (just about the only militarily inclined of the lot) with snowballs.

None of us were drunk, and one of us is even a rather conservative Christian (although an intellectually inclined such, although that’s hardly relevant here), who only a couple of hours earlier had complained about neon signs being symbols of the moral degeneration of the West.

There’s actually a picture of said statue in the wikipedia article I linked to; observe the Vice-Admiral’s proud posture, and tell me you would have resisted the temptation. Besides, the filthy collaborator deserved it. :P