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.)
I know I can get it and I am working on that-paying off bills, lving cheaper, trying to save-etc. I am trying to ready myself for that paycut, it’s just REALLY REALLY hard knowing that I have to wait so long for it when it was right in my hands before. It makes me cry SO hard. I can’t stand it. It’s hard that I need this current high paying job to get there especially because I work with some of his friends. I work with some people who are JUST LIKE HIM too-undiagnosed sociopaths and narcissists. People talk about the large amount of sociopaths as attorneys, businessmen or cops-they need to take a look at DOCTORS and the medical profession-I bet more doctors are guilty than anyone knows, but I have also met nurses and techs that qualify as sociopaths. I feel like they are all around me, and to make it worse, there is so much O.T associated with this job, that I am around them constantly. I get nauseated everyday when I clock in for work.
erin1972,
Maybe try and look at your job as another learning experience (working with these disordered people) to help you pave the way for your dream job.
As a police officer you are going to encounter many “sick” individuals. And learning how to negotiate with these people is going to be something you are going to have to deal with on a daily basis.
Your dream job is going to have its share of S/P/N,s. And the more understanding you have of dealing with them the better off you will be as a police officer.
Part of what infuriates me is that some of these people are his friends and I know that he has done a lot of “trash talking” in this town to anyone who will listen. His biggest fear is his reputation being tarnished. His bosses and co-workers know what he’s done. The wife did some “trash talking of her own to let them all know that. It appears that most of them are standing by him. I have heard though, that he will never be promoted to any position higher than where he is now.
I worry about things being said to me about it. One of the doctors that he mentored was another female who now has a job where I work. I don’t want this following me for the rest of my life. The wife got a job at my old hospital and blackmailed me into quitting when I REALLY needed the money. She also bad mouthed me to a lot of people. My coworkers who used to like me a lot, now hate me a lot.
He did his best to make ME look like the crazy one and ME to look like a bad person and left his reputation and life completely intact and mine is a mess! What a stellar individual!!!!!!
Erin19972,
I travel in the same social circle as the S and I’ve found it’s better to NOT SAY A WORD ABOUT HIM. DON’T TRASH HIM….in the end it only makes you look bad and like the crazy one. The truth about his character will reveal itself eventually.
Revenge will come, but let the laws of Karma take care of it. In the mean time, treat him and all his “cronies” as if they didn’t exist. You will win in the end.
Aeylah-I haven’t tried to trash him and I haven’t said one word to his cronies-I keep waiting for someone to say something to ME. I used to love watching the Karen character on Will and Grace-she made me laugh so hard because she could get away with saying and doing things that I could NEVER get away with. That part of me still wishes that I could put a pic of him on a giant billboard in the middle of downtown next to the Superdome-next to the sign saying the Saints finally won the superbowl. I would love to have that billboard say-ATTENTION WOMEN OF THE CITY-if this man approaches you, run very fast for he is a narcissistic sociopath and he is DANGER. But I guess I will let my belief in KARMA take over. I do believe that what comes around goes around and he will get his. I am glad though that she took him back because this was such a huge blow to his rep and ego that if he thought that I was the reason for the demise of “this wonderful marriage”, I truly believe that he would have become very physically violent towards me. I believe that it would have created a much more traumatizing situation and that I would truly need to rely on my two guns for protection from him. I know that he has the capability of being violent. It is my opinion that he chose surgery as his medical specialty so he could cut on human flesh everyday!
HELP!!! I was the crazy looking one today. I went crazy LF and I am embarrassed to tell anyone about it except on here.
I saw my ex-h, his mistress whore and their son in the store today. Something just took over me. It was like a out of body experience. I yelled out to them “Oh, that’s the hoe? Why haven’t you seen your daughter since October?” I said more as I followed them. They decided to just leave the store so I guess I ran them out. That was my first time seeing her and their child.
I don’t really know who I was. I would have never thought to do something like that. He didn’t say one word to me. He did look awful though. His hair is thinning out more and more. The boy did not look like him at all but his two daughters look just like him.
I am so glad our daughter wasn’t with me because I don’t know if he would have ignored her or what. After I got in my car I just started crying. He is out with her and have written off the child I had for him. I believe in karma also and it could be happening to him now.
I just can’t get over that she had my husband’s son. He tried to get back with me all last summer but I turned him down each time. I am sure she wouldn’t have believed me if I told her that. I hope she gets everything he gave me and more!
nic-that is what I fear will happen when I see mine again for the first time-especially if he’s with HER. I have had dreams of things happening but I hope it doesn’t go the way of those dreams cuz girl I could me a hot mess if I let myself go there. I could be nothin nice!!!!
Dear ((((((NIC))))))
Sweetie, I hurt for you, that running into them when you don’t expect it is like getting hit in the face with a bucket of urine—I have also over reacted like the time I ran into my egg donor iin the grocery store—I was literally SICK for about 18 hours. Nah, I didn’t scream at her like that, but you know what, I think if my son C hadn’t been pulling at my arm, I WOULD have, I ALMOST DID, and OH, GOSH I WANTED TO HIT HER!!!!
Oh, sweet, Nic, I understand your anger and your rage, but you know, turn this thing around, BE THANKFUL TO GOD THAT YOUR X DOESN’T CARE ABOUT HIS CHILD. Read here about all the parents who are having their psychopath co-parent abuse the children, alienate them get custody of them. Now you sit down and you make a list of all your BLESSINGS, and put LOVE FRAUD at the top of the list, and then QUIT BEATING YOURSELF UP—right now, you need a big hug not a BOINKING! ((((((((NIC)))))))) and my prayers sweetie!
Dear Nic –
Its ok. You had a moment. You got it out. Whether it was from shock or hurt or protection of your child – you did all you knew to do at that moment. After this experience you will likely not choose to REACT that way again. So many have shared releasing their frustration and anger like that and then choosing to not do that again. ITS OK. Youre human.
Towanda for not getting back with him. It could have been you in the market with one of his hurt and abused women losing it on you and him — It could have been you with that monster today.
Keep protecting your daughter and focusing on her and how LUCKY you are not to have him around. He is a bad man. It sure wouldve set me back and driven me to tears — but Im glad you reached out and shared what you went through, we are all here for you and glad you didnt ram your car into their parked car in the lot! (I almost did that – I even told my girlfriend its worth paying the insurance premium – she calmed me down and got me thinking sensibly again – but I almost rammed his parked car (unoccupied) thats how frustrated and out of character I was!! ((HUGS)) How are you feeling tonight?
Nic:
XXOO
To you…….get that strength girl….You’ll be okay….
Remember…..it’s all a lesson sweetie!!
XXOO