When reflecting on the sociopath’s style, I often find myself thinking metaphorically. For instance, in an early LoveFraud article (Sociopaths’ Cat and Mouse Game) I explored the mind of the sociopath via the metaphor of the cat toying with the mouse.
In this article, I probe a different metaphor: the small child abusing the captured insect.
But a caveat’s in order: Just as I wasn’t impugning cats as literally sociopathic in my earlier piece, I’m not suggesting here that all children, including bug torturers, are developing sociopaths (anymore than in my last LoveFraud article I was suggesting that all practical jokers are sociopaths).
On the other hand, I am suggesting that there are states of mind—normal states of mind—that approximate (more closely than we might think, or want to think) how sociopaths perceive and relate.
And so I invite you to join me as, together, we watch a small child, who sits on a curb in front of his house, a daddy-long-legged spider in his clutches.
Let us not mince words: the child has intentionally trapped the spider; and he fully intends, and fully expects, to have his way with it. Moreover, he confidently feels that he has power over the spider to do with it, to toy with it, to experiment on it, as he wishes.
Does any of this, already, sound familiar?
But let us proceed: The child may (or may not yet) have formed an agenda for the spider—that is, he may already know what he plans to do with it, and how he plans to entertain himself with it; or, he may not yet know these things, but rather may be operating more impulsively, or perhaps taking things a step at a time.
In either case, as he stares down at the bug, the child does so with a feeling of omnipotence—that is, he has, and relishes, a sense of omnipotent control over the spider’s near and long-term destiny: he will be deciding its short and long-term fate. He knows that he can dominate the spider any way he likes, and, as we’ve established, he intends to exploit his dominance: the spider, he is well aware, will be helpless to defend itself against his designs.
And so, one by one, the child begins pulling the legs off the spider. He finds this interesting, amusing, and even thinks it’s a little funny. He wonders, fleetingly, in pulling the spider’s legs off, if this hurts the spider?
His curiosity, however, is detached and superficial, lacking compassion and empathy. For, although it strikes him that if someone were to pull his legs off it would surely cause unspeakable pain, yet his intellectual awareness does not translate into empathy for the predicament to which he’s subjected the spider.
(The child, in a word, fails to apply the principle do unto others as you would have others do unto you. Sociopaths, of course, notoriously forsake this principle.)
And so the spider might look a little funny with no legs. And it could be amusing to see the spider, as its legs are systematically ripped off, reduced to the size of a small nipple. And it could also be amusing to watch the spider try to walk with its legs missing.
All of these (and other) prospects for entertainment intrigue the child, and support his abuse of the insect. We can say this with certainty: in his relationship to the spider, the child is solely interested in how the spider can entertain him—that is, he is curious about, and interested in, only the gratification he can derive from the spider (and from, in this case, the spider’s predicament).
The child regards and values the spider purely as an “object” which, if properly manipulated, can yield him some worthwhile satisfaction.
And so the spider, now legless, doesn’t move. The child notices that its legs, however, which lie beside it on the concrete curb, twitch all by themselves, as if they’re separately alive and as though being animated by a mysterious force. This intrigues and amuses the child who, incidentally, has momentarily lost all interest in the spider.
That is, the child presently is no longer interested in the spider, but only with the spider’s legs (which of course he tore off), finding their twitchy, independent movements curiously entertaining.
I think we can safely add that the child doesn’t hate, or feel malice towards, the spider. That’s to say, none of this is “personal.” When he sat down on the curb, the idea of targeting a spider to exploit may, or may not, have been on his mind.
The child may have been actively targeting a vulnerable insect, or maybe not; maybe the spider just happened to enter his attentional orbit at the wrong time (for the spider), and in so doing primed the child’s exploitive inclinations.
In either case, it’s easy to describe what the child feels for the spider; he feels towards the spider precisely what he feels towards any object—appreciative of it only for the satisfaction it supplies him.
Short of this, the spider rapidly loses its value for him.
This is occurring presently: As the spider’s novelty is fading, the child’s investment in it wanes. He valued the spider purely, remember, for its gratifying properties; now, as the spider grows less novel by the second, the child grows increasingly bored with it. The spider’s value, its use to the child, is steadily, rapidly depreciating.
This could be good news, or more bad news, for the spider. As his interest in the spider expends itself, the child may decide to move on. He may be finished with the spider, and so he may, finally, leave it alone. The spider may have a chance to escape with its life. That could be the good news.
But it’s also possible that the child, seeking a last satisfaction of his thirst for stimulation, may decide, perhaps impulsively, to squash the spider, to crush it, like the bud of a leaf. And if he does this, it still won’t be personal. The child doesn’t have it in for this particular spider.
This particular spider merely happened to conveniently enough meet the child’s criteria as an exploitable object.
And so it’s 50-50 whether, in his boredom, the child will move on, leaving the legless spider to regroup after its traumatization; or whether, also in his boredom, he’ll decide to mash the spider between his fingers so he can feel what it’s like to mash an insect into a paste. That could be a curious sensation, which he’s never had (or hasn’t had it in a while).
He might find that sensation interesting, or maybe not.
And so comes the abrupt, anticlimactic end of our story, which was simply about the intersection of our neighborhood child with the unsuspecting spider.
Postscript: The child spared the spider, not from compassion, but because a cramp in his leg prompted him to rise, and stretch. But in walking away, the child inadvertently stepped on the spider, flattening and killing it. But even had he known this (and he didn’t), it’s not likely that the irony would have impressed him.
(This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors discussed.)
bananna,
I certainly didn’t mean to offend you about the spanking stuff. I don’t really have a STRONG opinion on the pros and con issues of spanking. Because the end results of “to spank” or “not to spank” can go either way….
I was spanked as a very young child from time to time and I grew up to have a lot of respect for my mother. It did not affect me in a negative way.
I chose not to spank either one of my boys growing up and my oldest respects me and my youngest has no respect for me or any other adult for that matter…..
I didn’t choose not to spank my boys because of any strong personal issues over spankings. I chose not to because it didn’t make sense to me to spank them if I didn’t want them to “play” rough with others….And so I didn’t feel comfortable with spanking.
I know for many people spanking is a controversial issue.
I just chose what was comfortable for me as a parent.
So I wasn’t judging you in any way, and I hope you don’t feel like I was.
I was just trying to mention another alternative that might have different results for you.
I dont understand how we can ‘spank’ our kids — thats okay?????- but to be ‘spanked’ by a sociopath is not. witty …explain… I am not joking I want to know.
Twice Betrayed,
I feel for your son and his wife. If your grandson is still young and showing all these outward signs now, God HELP them when he reaches puberty.
Hey Kim! Girrrrrl, how are ya? I am alive…after a terrible emotional beating from my older daughter. Thanks for asking! And thanks for missing me!!!! Missed your sense of humor!
I got really worked over the coals last week. Tried to mend fences with my older daughter…by my reaching out. Nothing in the way of apologies from her end, of course–yeah, this is the one…that had the affair with my X husband. After a good start, a crash at New Year’s, then a mend, I thought we were kinda moving along…superficially, if nothing else. You know, this is my kid…I don’t want to be alienated from her for the rest of my life… Anyway, she and my younger daughter clashed…and in the process I got sent a letter my older daughter had written, and once again, she had totally trashed me and exonerated herself in all areas. Said I was the only source of conflict in her life [not so….she fights with many people, just lost her boyfriend after nearly knocking him out with a coffee pot after he got drunk at his daughter’s wedding]. These are highly successful executives and he’s a very prominent attorney. She would be totally trashing me if I was involved in violence like that. Would call me all sorts of names including co-dependent…which is her favorite label for me. So, did send her a brief letter telling her I had done my best, crawled over a mountain of hurt to try to resume a ‘relationship’ with her. That is was not enough, apparently, but all I had. After calling my younger daughter some choice names she told me she was ‘willing to discuss this with me’. Hey, it’s a no win situation for me and I don’t need the abuse. I am NC again.
As for that little grandson…I keep my distance. I don’t go to their home, because I cannot tolerate that behavior. I just cannot abide cruelty, nor abuse anymore.
blueskies,
I didn’t spank my kids, blue…..I chose not to because it didn’t make sense to me to spank them.
I wasn’t comfortable with spankings. With my own kids.
However I was spanked as a young child. I grew up in “that” generation. But I am talking a pat on the behind. Not with a belt or a beating. I don’t disrespect my mother in any way for choosing to spank me. I just chose a different path with my own kids.
I have far more scars from my childhood from the verbal abuse from my father…..(he never spanked me)
I grew up being spanked, primarily by my egg donor, but I do recall a rare “sitching” I got from my GM when at age 2 I told her the first DELIBERATE lie I ever recall telling, She was going to the garden over the hill from the yard and she wanted me to go with her, I didn’t want to go and she said “If I leave you here, you will run over to the neighbor’s house” Up until she said that I hadn’t THOUGHT about running across a HIGHWAY to the neighbors, but when she said that, I realzied if she was out of sight I COULD and I looked at her and said “I PROMISE I won’t run off” knowing full well I INTENDED TO AS SOON AS SHE GOT OUT OF SIGHT. I know thhis is pretty young to remember this, but because we lived there at the time I could NOT have been more than 3 as my egg donor married my step father when I was a few months short of 3.
I do recall too, the switching I got on my legs from a twig all the way home, and BTW I didn’t pull that trick again.
Except for that, and the one time my egg donor drew blood when I was 15, a “spanking” consisted of a swat. I didn’t think much about it. When my kids were little I would swat their hands and say “no, don’t touch.”
Now, I would probably not spank kids if I were raising them, but use “time out” and “corners” for correction. Two year olds are a challenge to keep safe and to teach because their attention span is very short.
Some days I think my P-son should have been spanked, but he’s had “time out” for most of 20 years and it hasn’t seemed to have made him any better—even solitary confinement and super-max close custody doesn’t phase him! He still doesn’t have any empathy! LOL
TB I empathize with your son and DIL in raising this challenging child. Glad to see you here posting!
wits: don’t you know it! When that kid hits puberty……man, oh man. I have heard thru the family grapevine they did put him on meds just so he could get thru school and they could survive. It causes him to not gain weight…and he’s skinny as a rail anyway. Lives primarily on sugar and my DIL lets him now. My son is defeated, from trying all he could just shy of an exorcism. LOL. Seriously, think my son would have allowed that, was so desperate…and won’t rule it out in the future. ahahahaaaJ! A little ‘dark’ humor there.
Oxy: thanks for the welcoming! I always have LF to cry my guts out to…thankfully!
Am so sorry for my son and his wife for having this kid!!! But, am also very glad he isn’t mine to have to raise! I am not kidding, two minutes around him and my nerves are shot. Imagine what this is going to be like when he starts driving!
banana, I read about your challenges with our toddler. It’s probably the most difficult period of parenting, but it’s also the most crucial for personality development.
The human brain doesn’t process “no” very well. It’s like some one telling us not to think of an elephant. If you tell a toddler not to do something, it is basically telling them to do it. If they are motivated by anything in your comment, it’s whatever in your delivery that may suggest that you disapprove of them or are withdrawing love. They’re still very tightly connected to you, though experimenting with distance and their emerging understanding of their power to do things by themselves.
Empathy emerges much later, usually around four. If he cried when you cried, he was probably scared. He needs you to be solid, and if he tried to comfort you (as children will), that was his goal. To get you back to being the mommy he can depend on to take care of him.
There is an excellent video series that was done by John Bradshaw about 20 years ago on childhood development. The portions on the toddler years are so enlightening that they probably should be required for parents who have to guide children through the critical first four years.
In addition, there is a wonderful program called parent effectiveness training (PET) and I believe there are books and videos on that as well. I didn’t take it, but my best friend did and her knowledge really helped me be a better parent to my toddler son.
BTW, I didn’t spank either. I was spanked a lot as a child, and I didn’t know if i would do it when I was a parent. But I only did it to my son once, when he did something very dangerous at about three years old. When I saw his reaction, the demolition of his dignity in tears forced by pain, I swore I’d never do it again. Distraction and diversion can be hard work, and I had to really control my impulses to repeat my parents’ disciplinary techniques. But D&D worked to keep him moving forward in his search for knowledge and understanding of his own independence, and the time-outs actually did the trick more effectively than corporal punishment. We can communicate that they are behaving unacceptably in gentler ways than hitting them.
Kathy
Twice,
I have to say that honestly when you are faced with your child being so totally out of control and the terror that accompanies that…. You are willing to entertain ideas that you might never think that you would otherwise.
There comes a point in time that you just have to accept other ideas and options. Including medications.
wits: I would agree! This kid is exceptionally strong for his small stature/weight. When he was only four, he dislocated a 2 year old girl’s arm trying to tear her from her mother’s arms, because he wanted her “to stay forever with him”. I suspect this is probably how my x’s were, as children…in fact, my first X, who is this kid’s grandfather, said he was just like this as a child. And…we all know what he is…a full fledged P, that abandoned his children, for me to raise alone. My son never saw his father until two years ago, as he abandoned him before he was born and my older daughter was a toddler.