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.)
Dear Blueskies,
Happy Birthday to the new you and your new life,
Happy Birthday to the new you and your new life,
Happy Birthday dear sweet Blueskies, happy healthy birthday to you!
cha cha cha!
They say March comes in like a lion and out like a lamb.. But its ok for the old you to go out like a lion and the new you come back in as a lamb (with boundaries of course :)…
Blueskies – you are going through the process — as long as you are aware of that– you can go through it while being gentle on yourself at the same time. Its ok for you to feel what you are and think it through and process it in a healing way. And you sure are!!
When your neice leaves at the end of the week you will be standing grounded for the first time — continuing on your path to LEAN ON AND PROTECT YOURSELF in a healthy way — can I hear a “hip hip hooray” a “woo hoo” a “you go towanda girl”
We cant make HOC or anyone do things, or change…so we cant take on the responsibility of the weight of others situations on our shoulders. We can offer advice and hope for the best. And take care of ourselves!
xoxoxox Blue you make lots of sense you really do!!! But whats a little whale song??? 🙂
Hens – do we really have to wait til we are 100 to meet!!!! Maybe we take our money we would spend on a lottery ticket and chip in for a little LF gathering on the farm! 🙂
Blue:
Girl…..keep those rollerskates……but place them strategically!!! On the toxics feet!!!!
“(can I really find my own EB stand up in your own space Mojoathon?)”
YOU ALREADY HAVE DARLEN…….and I’ts almost over…….
AND YOU PROVIDED THIS FOR YOURSELF!!!!
Give yourself credit girl…..come on!!!
Ya got a few more days to keep up the MOJOATHON……then you can rest and relish in what you accomplished……
You found your balls….and USED THEM!
GOOD GOING!!!
XXOO
EB
The description seems to illustrate two things to me that they lack empathy and also they like to orchestrate what is happening around them.
Funny in writing this I did remember a couple of instances where the socio I know was strangely and intensely interested in some of the oddest things, things that others would not pay a lot of attention to. Another thing, her favorite character in Lord of the Rings is Gollum. Strange when put with all the other issues.
Also, some of the ridiculous things she would say to get out of work or other things she found bored with. She said that using a vacuum renders one sterile. LOL Also, she said that sex makes a person lazy? What she was trying to accomplish with this nonsense was to end the romantic/sexual side of her relationship but keep the man on the string, not totally alienate him so she could further exploit him. Very sick person IMO.
Oxy: It is amazing the way these ‘kids’ of ours think! My daughter gave my friend and me two tickets to a ball for Christmas. She jumped me so hard concerning my son [she is dead loyal to him, but he thinks she is a drama queen, unbeknownst to her] that I got very sick and could not attend. She demanded I return the tickets [which I already had them in the mail anyway] even though they were presents. AHAHAHA! My friend said we should be able to wipe our posteriors on them, if we so choose, as they were presents, for heaven’s sake! LOL At any rate, she said she would send the clothes I bought her for Christmas back to me, as they did not fit anyway. She said she worked hard as a highly paid single female executive and could not afford to waste money [no problem dropping $ on botox]. Just the way they think…*shakes head!.
You are right on being screwed if our future behavior is based on our past. Count me in on that one. I have changed greatly in the last fifteen years. But, “when you get sick and tired of being sick and tired” hits home, things change, for those of us not psychopathic and able/willing to change.
Thanks for the understanding! (((hugs)))
Hey guys, I wanted to share this, some of you may find it interesting.
A couple of days ago I googled, “Psychopaths in Literature”.
I clicked on the first web-site and read an essay entitled, “Transwiki: Fictional Portrayals of Psychopaths in Literature”. This essay gave a historical account of psychopathic charictars going back to the oral tradition and classical Greek Literature.
Having been a Lit major, I was familiar with some of these fictional psychopaths, but not with all of them.
I found myself drawn to Alan Sillitoe’s, Smith, the main charictar in the short story, “The Lonliness of the Long Distance Runner”.
I was familiar with the title, as I had seen it anthologized a few times during my education, but I had never read it. I decided to see if I could find it on-line.
Well, I was in luck. For those of you with an hour to spare and who enjoy a quick read, I highly recommend this, as I think it is an excellent example of how psychopaths think.
The story is , in it’s entirity, the inner workings of a young Psychopaths mind.
Now here’s the kicker:
After finishing the story I read some readers reviews.
These reviews included phrases such as, ‘adolescent angst, class wars, poverty, desparation, apathy…integrety, identity, but never psychopathy.
It seemed to me that readers were compelled to explain how Smith felt, and why he behaved as he did.
My conclusion was this:
Sillitoe is a master at creating a sympathetic charictar. He does this right from the start…Consider the title:The Lonliness of the Long Distance Runner. Before one even enters the story, one is asked to empathize with Smith’s lonliness.
It would seem that even fictional psychopaths can manipulate
a niave and empathetic reader-ship. It might be interesting, (and educational) to try and figure out how sillitoe acheives this. Anybody…?
http://pages.prodigy.net/tadrichards/LongDistance.htm
I reread Steve’s brilliant essay, and like all of his articles he encapsulates precisely the twisted mind/behavior of the Psychopath.
I read how manipulative, deceptive, distorted, disordered, chaotic he realistically portrays them and now, after years of studying, researching PDIs, mystified as to how they were able to successfully seduce me so many times in the past.
Of course I most certainly realize I was naive, unlearned regarding the exact terms used to describe them, their highly predictable traits, criteria, behavior, their stellar acting abilities that would put to shame some of the UKs finest thespians.
Psychopath’s are master illusionists. For me to dispell the illusions, to see them crumble into dust at my feet is to fervently accept, embrace reality on a permanent basis.
My conditioned, programmed perspective was askew. No longer. My eyes, mind, spirit are totally aware and insync with the world I live, engage in.
I can’t imagine going back to a time when I was absolutely clueless. I don’t think any one of us wishes to unlearn all the valuable, priceless knowledge we’ve saturated our brains with over the months, years, however long. I sure don’t.
I’ve been an avid fan for LoveFraud for almost 2 years now. There are a myriad of reasons why I continue to read the articles, essays, comments and respond to them when I think I might have something useful to share.
But the essential reason I love this special cyber place is because of the people. The living, breathing, thinking, feeling and caring people. All of you.
I am amongst my own kind, my kindred spirits, folks who are loving and gentle and compassionate. You are quite literally some of the most wonderful, brilliant human beings I’ve ever had the distinct privilege, honor in getting to know who you are and caring about who you are.
What’s so very interesting, in a bizarre way, is how we all are the extreme polar opposite of Psychopaths.
They are dark and we are light. They are evil and we are generally good and decent human beings.
Maybe it seems my perspective is a bit black and white but how else could you describe psychopaths in comparison to feeling and loving people? I don’t know. Seems accurate.
Anyway, just wanted to share with you lovely, awesome folks a thought or two.
Peace, Love and Joy…
OMG, Banana, you must have REALLY BEEN BEATING him! NOT!!!
Believe me, if you had “spanked” him very much, he would NOT have been laughing he would have been crying. I don’t think he realized you were doing anything besides playing!
Once when my youngest was in that age (back in the pre-disposable diaper age) he had on 4-5 diapers and a pair of plastic pants and he was out in the yard with me and he ran into the street with me calling him back, I had a small twig I had been picking up out of the yard so I could mow and I ran and grabbed him and “spanked” him on the seat of the pants with the stick (he could not feel it but it made a HUGE amount of noise) and deliberately “scared” him, so hopefully he would not do that again. I guess he was between 18 months and two years old at the time. After that we fenced the back yard. So sometimes you can actually make them cry and them not feel the spanking, or they feel it a little bit and laugh. That is the son that turned out to be the P, BTW. As far as I know and remember he had maybe 3 spankings in his entire life between that one and age 11. The one at 11 was for lying AND for running away from home and being definat.
So don’t worry about your son laughing about the “spanking” you gave him. (((hugs)))) Knowing you it wasn’t “brutal”! LOL
Banana!xx about the spanking issue:
I am a no spanker. under any circumstances. This is because I think there are a guzillion better ways to make something work than by hitting it.
I know there are spankings and that they are done by people who are NOT bad and love their kids…
I have issue maybe more than some with spanking because my Egg Doner USES the ‘I just smacked you when you were naughty’ argument to wallpaper over brutalization. She’s NOT the norm.
My son has ADHD. I’ve seen him take my ‘punishment’ and put himself on the naughty step! The bugger! (with the smirk.. maybe because it makes him temporarily feel IN CONTROL of HIS wiggly life) But I dont think any amount of spanking would help him become his best self…or in my experience teach him anything except to feel angry for the ‘spank’.
Dear Blue,
Darling if you are raising an ADHD kid, God bless you! Been there and done that! Mine wasn’t even a “bad” kid, or defiant, just MOVED LIKE A WHIRLING DERVISH! (or is it d-i-rvish?) Anyway, it was a challenge to keep up with him.