tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post5412499972858943348..comments2024-03-28T00:33:57.308-07:00Comments on Sociopath World: EnneagramsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-51741241667244434712014-09-30T09:19:57.495-07:002014-09-30T09:19:57.495-07:00My place in life is being more intelligent and use...My place in life is being more intelligent and useful than you ever will be. Burns does it not you sad little fool?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11926447788945249397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-29417937035007688812014-09-30T08:26:32.374-07:002014-09-30T08:26:32.374-07:00Here's the rest of the story. Quite funny to m...Here's the rest of the story. Quite funny to me. Probably not to you. So why the fuck are you reading?<br /><br />Yesterday afternoon, I released one white mouse into the chicken run [pen]. The chickens are old and slow (as am I). They pecked ineffectually at the white mouse. My wife has made a mini-enclosure in the chicken run to protect some ferns. The mouse ran into the ferns. Three of the four hens lost interest; one ineffectually tried to get into the ferns. <br /><br />My wife said, "That's all the mice for tonight." I put the box with three remaining mice on our front porch. In the morning, the mice had chewed their way out of the box. My wife and i had a "your fault" screaming match while three mice ran around on our front porch. <br /><br />These are store mice, unfit for the wild. One had not chewed its way out, so I took it down to the hens. I released it. The pens pecked at it ineffectually. It ran out of the chicken run into the Iris bushes bordering it.<br /><br />"Stupid chickens," I said. Their feelings were seriously hurt. I will have to see if there is a chicken psychotherapist on our island to rebuild their self esteem. <br /><br />I went back to the front porch. One of the two escapees was nibbling some of my wife's chives. I grabbed it. (These are REALLY incompetent mice). I took it down to the chicken run and it ran into the ferns. <br /><br />I went back again to the front porch. The fourth mouse easily evaded my snatches. (I am a really incompetent human, not to mention psychopath.)<br /><br />I went down to the chicken run to do the other morning tasks. They had caught one of the mice! Apparently the mouse in the fern had run out to be caught, or the mice in the Iris had run back into be caught. This time the chickens pecked the mouse to death. My inner psychopath (or whatever nasty Dexter like creature inhabits my psyche crowed. (One of our hens, by the way, is a trans-gender rooster and periodically tries to crow, but not very well. Whatever turns her on.)<br /><br />At the moment, there is one dead, gray, half eaten mouse in the chicken run. Chickens do not concentrate very well, so they have not finished consuming it. <br /><br />My wife tried to help me catch the one remaining mouse (white) which is still running around on the front porch. My wife's retirement hobby is providing respite care for people with senility. She can hardly wait until I fall into her clutches. Unfortunately, my wife is rapidly catching up with me as far as sliding into senescence. If you can find your way to our island and to our house in the woods, you will find two senile adults (one male and one female) two senile hens (three female and one transgender) and one incompetent white mouse, which may have been consumed by the hawks, eagles, and barred owl that patrol our woods. I have a pellet rifle which I may club you to death with to defend myself. I've lost my pocket knife. If you read this all the way through, you have no one to blame but yourself. so you know what to do with yourself. It will be the perfect murder.Radical Agnostichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08630112321918941568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-53405857336986661632014-09-30T04:47:53.599-07:002014-09-30T04:47:53.599-07:00I am glad that someone took a swing at the softbal...I am glad that someone took a swing at the softball. 8)~HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-46492182178610005522014-09-30T03:37:30.758-07:002014-09-30T03:37:30.758-07:00What if the color blue to you is different than th...What if the color blue to you is different than the color blue to M.E.?Damagednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-61534844662277188182014-09-29T22:03:21.977-07:002014-09-29T22:03:21.977-07:00I'll do the honors..I'll do the honors..Dr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-55229955238826521932014-09-29T21:57:46.255-07:002014-09-29T21:57:46.255-07:00I meant to say the chicken mouse experiment went q...I meant to say the chicken mouse experiment went quite astray. Unfortunately, I am an inept sociopath, senile, and dyslexic. Somebody put me out of my misery.Radical Agnostichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08630112321918941568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-51775936612666539812014-09-29T21:56:24.937-07:002014-09-29T21:56:24.937-07:00Bullying is now quite out of style. When I was you...Bullying is now quite out of style. When I was young, I was quite inept socially. I was aware that I was the "next kid in line" to be bullied. It's kind of pathetic, but I always made sure there was at least one kid more inept than I was, and I helped bully that kid as protective camouflage. I guess that makes me a very dilute sociopath. Not very good, but at least my heart was in the wrong place, however feebly I was lapping up the blood.<br /><br />Later, I became a public school teacher. I could usually spot within a day or two of a new class, who was the child most likely to be bullied. The sociopaths (and I taught everything from preschool up though being a university instructor) could spot the victim as quickly as I could. <br /><br />Sociopaths can be fiendishly clever and patient. Once while I was teaching a high school class, I spotted a victim on the first day. The class as a whole was a kind and empathic tribe, so they collectively decided, "This victim is quite obnoxious, so let's just love him as much as we can." Well, that was fine and wonderful. Of the victim lovers, one young lady stood out as a leader and organizer of the "let's be kind" brigade. I thought very highly of her. (Call her "Marie.") <br /><br />I also taught a very idealistic half day alternative school class, not for adolescent troublemakers and punks, but for "free spirits" who just didn't fit in regular classes. The type of kid who might go to Evergreen, Reed, Oberlin (where my ultra empath daughter met her ultra empath wife), Swarthmore, Beloit, Bennington, Brown, Col of Atlantic, Colorado Deep Springs, Grinnel, Guilford, Kalamzoo, Lewis & Clar,, Skidmore, St. Johns, UC Berkeley (where I flunked out) Santa Cruz, Vassar, Prescott, Sarah Lawrence, NYU. <br /><br />I include this long boring list so you will be sure to send your sociopath child there (or enroll if you are just a young piranha) because they are sure to so rich in potential victims.<br /><br />Anyway, in this alternative alternative high school class, we screened the students very carefully just to keep both the sociopaths and ordinary adolescent fuckups out. Marie the sweet empath applied. I said to my fellow teachers, “She's a definite admit! She bright, intelligent, and very kind.” So in she went. Within a week we realized that for all of our careful screening half a dozen sociopaths (or other types of predators had completely fooled us and slipped into the group). [One of these little scum bags, a young lady named Mindi, the dumbest and laziest (and least attractive of the gang), murdered her husband a couple of years after graduating from high school. She was sentenced to live in prison. Things got interesting after Mindi was released from her life term. But that's another story.]<br /><br />Anyway, after we realized that we were stuck with a year of dealing with these little teenage sociopaths and similar predators, I revealed my victim neck to Marie. I said, “Marie. How could you? When you were in my class before, you behaved so well; you were so kind to that little victim.”<br /><br />Marie looked at me with contempt and bared her fangs. “You are so stupid. I really fooled you didn't I?”<br /><br />I am not sure if I am a sociopath or just a “wanna-be.” Whatever I am, I am not a very good one. Shit.Radical Agnostichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08630112321918941568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-47262724756090270602014-09-29T21:23:30.583-07:002014-09-29T21:23:30.583-07:00The chicken mouse experiment went quite astayThe chicken mouse experiment went quite astayRadical Agnostichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08630112321918941568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-90657127341933937402014-09-29T20:38:46.356-07:002014-09-29T20:38:46.356-07:00haha HL I'm laughing right now...I have the sa...haha HL I'm laughing right now...I have the same thing. Maybe it's the borderline intensity? People can tell I'm disturbed. Dr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-63004328844991448032014-09-29T20:17:24.284-07:002014-09-29T20:17:24.284-07:00"I look like most other "plant engineers..."I look like most other "plant engineers"..." maybe that's it:) <br /><br />But about the first question, can sociopaths spot a victim? And if so how?DoctorSciFihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13423928917489228542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-24058052655349581122014-09-29T20:03:25.499-07:002014-09-29T20:03:25.499-07:00Isn't really "what get them off" tha...Isn't really "what get them off" that makes us different?<br /><br />I'm just sayin...HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-53887271149079068332014-09-29T19:48:32.999-07:002014-09-29T19:48:32.999-07:00I think we understand each other Dr. Ginger. 8)~I think we understand each other Dr. Ginger. 8)~HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-87509796441105198372014-09-29T19:42:06.270-07:002014-09-29T19:42:06.270-07:00It's my personal opinion that these lowly pleb...It's my personal opinion that these lowly plebeians should kiss the royal jewels whenever I walk in to the room. Now back to the ivory tower! Dr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-27646876836300955032014-09-29T19:29:54.860-07:002014-09-29T19:29:54.860-07:00Racial and other simplified stereotypes have long ...Racial and other simplified stereotypes have long caused me to roll my eyes and shake me head. <br /><br />I mean, I can see how I am better than everyone else, but not because of any accident of race, gender, etc. *smirk* <br /><br />I work with a group that is fairly "conservative" in the political sense - Fox News and all. I have to tamp down the urge (not always successfully) to push their buttons. It's one of the smaller blades I wield... *evil grin* HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-80367541549399187102014-09-29T19:14:02.866-07:002014-09-29T19:14:02.866-07:00True dat.....still makes me laugh imagining the CI...True dat.....still makes me laugh imagining the CIA, white male dominator types saying that thar Mexican is thmart. Oh shit is that my radical side showing? Uh hem, pushing professional mode button :):) Dr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-54323201993017104592014-09-29T19:00:16.857-07:002014-09-29T19:00:16.857-07:00@ Dr. Ginger from 11:12AM: Isn't it all just v...@ Dr. Ginger from 11:12AM: Isn't it all just variations on "Asshole Personality Disorder?" 8)~HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-43916607633299486762014-09-29T18:54:21.287-07:002014-09-29T18:54:21.287-07:00A few post back, the question of "can sociopa...A few post back, the question of "can sociopaths sense a victim?" was asked - that got me thinking about a phenomenon I've experiences at varying rates over the years. Can/do victims sense a sociopath?<br /><br />I've had this experience where I meet someone and for all the world they seem to be having a negative visceral reaction to me. It's like they can see something in me that scares them - but they have only just met me. It almost seems like they would just as soon walk (run?) away (in fact a few people have done this...). <br /><br />One of my wife's friends seems to always keep something between her and me - and we're just talking about our kids! She is what RA might describe as a "lotus covered empath." A very sweet woman, which is completely unattractive to me - I like em feisty! *grin* But she has trouble looking at me, always keeps a meter or so of distance between us... It's a trip!<br /><br />In the song "Cat People" by David Bowie (lyrics, anyway, I believe...) the lyric that beautifully describes it is:<br /><br />"those who feel me near<br />pull the blinds and change their minds."<br /><br />When I was young, I was little disturbed by the reaction - it was confusing. As I've gotten older, I've mostly found it puzzling. To see me, I'm not all that remarkable a sight - I look like most other "plant engineers"... HLHallernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-46490586514432261442014-09-29T17:46:13.232-07:002014-09-29T17:46:13.232-07:00What if M.E. Thomas is a "bad girl" pret...What if M.E. Thomas is a "bad girl" pretending to be a "good girl" who pretends to be a"bad girl"...?Only the Paranoid Survivenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-42482933151446048882014-09-29T17:37:19.751-07:002014-09-29T17:37:19.751-07:00@Anonymous
The homicide rate will decrease. Let&#...@Anonymous<br /> The homicide rate will decrease. Let's make a bet?Only the Paranoid Survivenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-41099749532088150542014-09-29T16:34:31.850-07:002014-09-29T16:34:31.850-07:00When anonymous attacks anonymous, how do we keep s...When anonymous attacks anonymous, how do we keep score? I suppose I could call the sheriff (where I volunteer) and say I just saw some anonymous stalking, extortion, and threats on the Internet. Supposedly the FBI is monitoring all of us, so everyone here who is a real person should expect a SWAT team on your doorstep tomorrow morning. (For all I know, this may be true for at least one of you.)<br /><br />I fed my inner psychopath today. After my visit to my depression group (where I behaved myself, and everyone else evaded my invitation to eat lunch with me) i walked to the reptile shop around the corner to my HMO. Open at 12 the door said. At 12:15 it was locked. I walked for 45 minutes to keep my 70 year old carcase alive for another day. I returned. A cute 22 year old chick was inside. I asked, "Should I be pissed because you are 45 minutes late, or should you be pissed because I will waste your time without buying anything?" She shrugged. I asked, "Do love reptiles or is this a just a job." "I love reptiles," she replied. "What are your favorite ones?" She named one (I forget). "It is roaming the shop ["free run" snake]. The other two are these two rock pythons. They work together. The male gets on top of the femlae so he can escape." [Aww, true love!]. <br /><br />"I want to feed mice to my wife's hens," I said. "Chickens are small dinosaurs. Think tiny T-Rex's. My wife does not believe your mice are wholesome as they are not from our island."<br /><br />She said, "I feed them only wholesome organic mouse food." <br /><br />She packed four mice in a box. I put them out in the hen house so the chickens can work up their blood thirst. My wife said, "Only put one out." The hens are old and slow. The mice have a chance to escape into our woods. In about two minutes I will go out and release one ("only one" said my wife). Will I let out only one mouse and not all four. Will the mouse escape? <br /><br />I will be back with the boring story in a few minutes. I am feeding my inner (rather pathetic) sociopath. But this is real life. Or I am a poor liar.Radical Agnostichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08630112321918941568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-29716677854189157182014-09-29T12:43:02.248-07:002014-09-29T12:43:02.248-07:00Dr. Ginger, I think you're totally right, nowa...Dr. Ginger, I think you're totally right, nowadays everyone armed with a laptop/smartphone and an Internet connection is playing psychologist. There's kind of a double standard on how we define not only narcissism, but any PD for that matter. Case in point: post a picture of a girl wearing makeup taking a selfie on this site. Ask if we think she's a narcissist. I'm willing to bet most of the answers would be along the lines of "How the fuck am I supposed to say from a picture?" Now do the same on the street with random strangers. Most will say yes.<br /><br />On a side note, but also related to how we are defining NPD: if we are to define it as "putting one's person and well-being above all else", then sociopathy is by definition narcissistic, isn't it? However, if we are to define it as "putting one's identity above all else and defending that identity in any way possible", then most if not all sociopaths would by definition NOT be narcissistic, as we all morph and change our identities whenever and however it suits our needsAlphariusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-11872814353283432142014-09-29T11:50:31.504-07:002014-09-29T11:50:31.504-07:00HL, just read this about Guevara...kind of made me...HL, just read this about Guevara...kind of made me laugh. "Years later, a February 13, 1958, declassified CIA 'biographical and personality report' would make note of Guevara's wide range of academic interests and intellect, describing him as "quite well read" while adding that "Che is fairly intellectual for a Latino."....fairly intellectual for a Mexican :PDr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-10391892281387603022014-09-29T11:12:16.271-07:002014-09-29T11:12:16.271-07:00How exactly are we defining npd because as you may...How exactly are we defining npd because as you may have noticed what’s listed in the dsm and the diagnostic criteria, and the information circulating around in the general public seem to be two different things. Somewhere along the line, npd became synonymous with abusive behavior. Right now people who have no background in psychology are diagnosing people with npd if they post a picture of themselves on facebook. I mean exactly how are we defining npd? Dr. Gingernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-62272430640052440192014-09-29T10:53:10.144-07:002014-09-29T10:53:10.144-07:00I just saw this, Dr. G. "Most people with bpd...I just saw this, Dr. G. "Most people with bpd or aspd are narcissistic so I would like to see how the results of the study compare to those with these disorders." You mentioned previously that you thought that many prisoners diagnosed with AsPD were actually borderline. Now I see what you are saying in a more clear fashion.DoctorSciFihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13423928917489228542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-628748600098131100.post-84441238050611221952014-09-29T10:46:41.686-07:002014-09-29T10:46:41.686-07:00Dr. Ginger, I did a double take reading "I...Dr. Ginger, I did a double take reading "I'm not all that convinced it's a disorder in and of itself.", esp the last part "in and of itself"?? What does that qualifier mean?<br /><br /> Neuroimaging is in early stages -- even Mr. Brain Scan, Jim Fallon says so. As well, brain scans of right-handed and left-handed people (for instance) are markedly different but we don't think of left handers as being deviant anymore.<br /><br />For me the proof in the pudding is treatments tailored to a particular category -- as is the case for BPD, e.g. the success of DBT is as far as I know unquestioned. Successful treatment of individuals labelled with NPD is scattershot and generally unsuccessful. That could comport with your suggestion that NPD is not a meaningful diagnostic entity or it could mean that psychiatry hasn't progressed in that area. These days I tend to view NPD as a subcategory of BPD -- one that is resistant to treatment up to now.<br /><br />HLHaller, as I recall it was you who suggested that you have BPD. If it is antiquated, what term would you use instead?DoctorSciFihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13423928917489228542noreply@blogger.com