Back in May and June, the media blitz for The Psychopath Test, by Jon Ronson, was in full swing. I finally got around to reading the book.
Ronson is a British journalist who apparently specializes in writing about nut cases. He wrote The Men Who Stare at Goats, which was made into a movie starring George Clooney and Jeff Bridges. He has a BBC radio show that, according to the New York Times book review, is considered comedy. But he’s famous, and people like him. I guess I wish that he’d used his clout and notoriety to do some good with this book.
Its full title is The Psychopath Test—A journey through the madness industry. The title is accurate. The book is essentially a history of how the disorder was identified and how the study and treatment of psychopathy evolved, with the stories of a few psychopaths included, most of them killers.
Ronson makes the most important point of the book almost in passing. He describes several meeting with Bob Hare, the respected psychopathy researcher who created “the psychopath test” that gives the book its title (the Psychopathy Checklist-Revised, or PCL-R). Ronson includes a scene in which he is in the U.K., driving Hare to the airport.
Hare says that he wishes he hadn’t spent all his time studying psychopaths in prison—he should have also studied them at the stock exchanges. (I’ve heard Hare make similar statements.) Ronson writes:
“But surely stock-market psychopaths can’t be as bad as serial-killer psychopaths,” I said.
“Serial killers ruin families.” Bob shrugged. “Corporate and political and religious psychopaths ruin economies. They ruin societies.”
This—Bob was saying—was the straightforward solution to the greatest mystery of all: Why is the world so unfair? Why all that savage economic injustice, those brutal wars, the everyday corporate cruelty? The answer: psychopaths ”¦ We aren’t all good people just trying to do good. Some of us are psychopaths. And psychopaths are to blame for this brutal, misshapen society. They’re the jagged rocks thrown into the still pond.
I thoroughly believe that psychopaths are responsible for most of the human-caused pain in society. Ronson actually came out and said it. But unfortunately, he didn’t continue to make the case. After the statement on page 112 of the book, he never returned to the thought.
One other part of the book was enlightening. Ronson spends a few pages discussing the evolution of the American Psychiatric Association’s Diagnostic and Statistical Manual (DSM), now in its fourth edition, with the fifth edition underway. On page 239, he explains why the mental health field has not agreed on what to call this disorder—psychopathy, sociopathy, antisocial personality disorder, whatever. He writes what he learned from Robert Spitzer, a psychiatrist who became editor of the third edition of the DSM:
I’d always wondered why there had been no mention of psychopaths in the DSM. It turned out, Spitzer told me, that there had indeed been a backstage schism—between Bob Hare and a sociologist named Lee Robins. She believed clinicians couldn’t reliably measure personality traits like empathy. She proposed dropping them from the DSM checklist and going only for overt symptoms. Bob vehemently disagreed, but the DSM committee sided with Lee Robins, and Psychopathy was abandoned for Antisocial Personality Disorder.
So there it is—the beginning of the dispute about naming the disorder and how to diagnose it, which has only kept the general public confused.
You might be entertained by this book—Ronson’s writing style is engaging, and the historical background is interesting. But if you’ve had a close encounter with your very own psychopath, you aren’t going to learn anything to help in your recovery.
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Skylar…does Bisquick really make a GF mix? I am GF and I love pancakes. This would be really good news.
One/Joy, we love you too! Kung-fu 😉
Panther, yes, the mix is in the link I posted.
Here is an interesting TED talk by Patricia Kuhl. It’s about how babies learn language. They have new methods for watching what happens in babies brains.
Language, like empathy, can best be learned during the critical formative years. I think there is a connection.
New tools are going to make research into this much easier.
http://www.ted.com/talks/patricia_kuhl_the_linguistic_genius_of_babies.html
Ya’ll had way too much fun after I went to bed!
Skylar! OMG! I am so excited! I need to figure out how to get that stuff over here in Germany. I’ve been wanting to have a pancake party in my little apartment, but part of the reason I am hesitant is because I am GF and that would make it one huge cheat day for me….which isn’t the same as a cheat day from just any ole diet. The GF diet is a more sensitive one for me and I prefer to NOT cheat on it. I feel better when I’m really, really careful to avoid gluten.
Thanks for the link. Good things came out of all this in the end, it seems.
Liz: Yeah, everyone went after the same fly with fly swatters. Donna got it.
As long as you’re dead set on talking FOOD . . . .
Use CERTIFIED ORGANIC & NON-GMO ingredients,
otherwise next you’ll be talking illnesses.
Yeah-the circus is finally over-clowns freak me out. RIght now I am being entertained by my cat who has gotten hold of a lime that I must have left on the counter, and he is rolling it all over the living room chasing it around. He is having so much fun!
Haha Liz, don’t you love how you can buy them the fanciest cat toys and they just passively swat at them, but if something like a lime or a ball of tin foil lands on the floor, they treat it like the million dollar cat toy!!! Hehee!!!
I was gone for a few days, Liz, and when I came back, YUCK to find a clown in here….one with make-up melting down the face (Joker from the Dark Knight?). Unnerving. Unnerving. Unnerving. This place is the one little world where I know I can drop in, take my shoes off, and breathe for a moment between bouts of “struggling to get my life back” in the outer world. Donna and the other seniors on this site have done a fantastic job of keeping the room safe and full of positive healing energy. I noticed this right away. Great culture here on LF, which means: good management. These fluke incidences happen, but they are short lived. LF is a sanctuary! So happy to be here!
What does your kitty look like? I’m so thinking about getting a cat…but I travel a lot and I am not sure I’m ready to love another cat after losing Luc. I do miss having a fury buddy hanging from the curtains and yelling at me to feed it 🙂
just went to see my mom. she’s quite incoherent and there are restraints trailing for her wrists….
this hospital has the worst customer relations i have ever seen. man. ask someone who you should talk to and they say, ‘i don;t work in this deptartment or i don’t do that…but don’t point in the direction of someone who does.
i was very upset about mom, so took a breather in the hallway. her nurse (who i was waiting for and hadn’t met yet) walked by and asked if I needed something. i told him whose daughter i was and that i was just waiting to speak with him when he was done. across the room he ‘told’ me to wait in the room. i said no. then he got really bitchy and repeated it more loudly with the pointy finger of death.
really? this is how you treat people? really?
and it was downhill from there. you do not try be a bitch to or try to bully one joy.
am calling his supervisor now.