Imagine you can make yourself invisible (at will) and, thereby, effectively innoculate yourself against the consequences of your violating behaviors.
This playful scenario posits a power bordering on omnipotent. You can do what you want, when you want, to whom you want, secure in the knowledge that you can get away with it.
Your invisibility effectively liberates you from the normal rules and boundaries that regulate interpersonal conduct.
Now let’s be honest”¦with this power, how many of us would use it for our own amusement, and to our own advantage?
The true answer: most of us?
Remember, I said “let’s be honest.”
None of us, of course, so far as I know, possesses this power, thank goodness”¦and let me add that, while I suspect many of us would find some temptingly interesting ways to wield it, I am not suggesting that, endowed with such superpower, most of us would use it in cruel, hurtful ways.
As a matter of fact I think that, for many of us, possessing such a power would carry a burden. I imagine, for instance, a clash ensuing—a clash between opposing forces. That is, between a first force, call it our primitive thirst for self-gratification, and a second force (and the only force with the power to keep the first in check)—our conscience (our heeding of which enables us to sleep reasonably well at night).
So what am I getting at here?
Although I’m not suggesting that sociopaths operate with a belief in their literal invisibility, many of them, I am suggesting, operate with a metaphorically comparable mindset. I call it the immunity mindset.
The immunity mindset, as I’ve implied above, is a mentality characterized especially by the audacious belief and confidence that one can transgress others with, well, immunity.
It must be a heady feeling, indeed, to harbor the conviction that you can pull off sh*t most others would simply find too risky and, more importantly, too shameful to endeavor?
By way of example, imagine that you’re on a crowded subway and are seized with the lascivious impulse to grope an unsuspecting neighbor? The non-sociopath seized with such an impulse may consider it briefly, entertain and even enjoy the fantasy, but then retires it harmlessly.
He retires it for several reasons, chief among them his fear, first of all, of being caught, and just as deterrently, because he knows that the shame that would ensue from his action would supercede, probably greatly, the gratification to be enjoyed from his exploitive act.
Shame, we know, is a powerful deterrent against antisocial behavior. And so it follows that a lack of shame is a wonderful asset to carry into an exploitative endeavor.
Sociopaths, lacking and unencumbered by shame—specifically the anxiety, self-consciousness, negative self-judgement and nervousness that accompany shame—find themselves thus freely poised to engage in exploitative behaviors from which non-sociopaths will typically desist, and to do so, moreover, with the imperturbability of supremely composed individuals.
Their lack of shame, in other words, enables their composure.
In my subway example, the sociopath will grope his neighbor because, first of all, he wants to (and sociopaths, remember, do and take what they want); furthermore, because he lacks, as noted, the anticipatory shame that typically deters most of us from “acting-out” our violating impulses; and finally (and to the heart of this column), because he is as confident as if he were invisible that he will get away with his violation.
Let us imagine, for instance, that his victim whirls around and accuses the sociopath, publicly, of groping her. The non-sociopath would find such a public accusation mortifying. The sociopath, however, just as securely as though he’d been invisible, will calmly deny the charge, or else just as calmly finger the guy standing next to him as the guilty party.
He might say, with remarkable equanimity, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”¦you’ve got the wrong guy”¦.I wasn’t even standing here”¦so it couldn’t have been me. It was that guy.”
Now what kind of world is this in which the sociopath is living?
It is a world in which others are the ultimate objects with which to jerk around, toy, menace, and entertain himself: a world in which he, the sociopath, can imagine doing pretty much anything he wants to anyone, while enjoying, if not relishing, his perceived immunity from accountability.
This is another way of suggesting that many sociopaths aren’t just playing, in fantasy, the game of imagine if you were invisible, how would you exploit your power? Effectively, they are carrying this mentality, what I call the immunity mindset, into the real world.
It is a mindset steeped in a deep, grandiose sense of omnipotence; a mindset, I would add, that leaves the sociopath feeling empowered, and at liberty, to violate others sinisterly with his strange, striking, signature lack of worry, shame and constraint.
(My use of “he” in this, and other posts, is not to suggest that females are not capable of the behaviors described. This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Elizabeth,
Great comment on the sense of responsibility my son should have – even at 10. However, he cannot get his homework done when DAD is running him around all night till 10:00 or 11:00 . He is not even at a place where he could do it.
The only thing I may be able to change is to make Wednesday a dinner visit instead of an overnight.
My son is on the hyper side and clearly responds better with some structure and routine. Unfortunately, dad resents those things in his own life and finds it difficult to enforce even for the children. Son does not even struggle with the homework – he just needs to be allowed the time to do it.
Next year is 5th grade and things really start to swing in a more difficult direction to prep for middle school – 6th grade.
Thanks so much for your comments – I really do some great suggestions from all of you.
Advise and criticism is always welcome – keeps my brain going when I can’t do it for myself sometimes.
Ouch Newlife,
Please forgive me for sounding critical.
I’m a parent myself, and sometimes I get frustrated with the same issues you deal with.
I home school, and right now I’m sitting at the computer listening to my stomach growl. My son was supposed to do his Math by 11:00. It was only about 40 minutes worth of work, and he’s dragged it out to 80 minutes and counting. I will not let him break for lunch ’til he’s done. I guess I could eat lunch myself, but I think that would only amp up the drama. Boy am I hungry!
It sounds like changing the Wednesday night routine is probably a good call. Is your son in scouting? It would be good if your husband could take your son to scouts. Boys without Dads at scouts tend to feel left out, because it’s a father-son thing. I mention scouts because it’s very organized, but fun. That, and your husband will be exposed to Dads who are reasonably competent. Some of their parenting strategies might rub off on him.
Of course, scouting can’t be YOUR idea!
About that invisibility thing –
The invisibility thing is useless to me without extra time and energy. I’ve always thought it would be cool if I could make time stand still, then get a few things done. For once I’d like to feel ahead, or even caught up.
Elizabeth,
No ouch felt here. I just wanted to be clear I am SOOO open to help. Please don’t take offense.
Dad thinks all those types of dads are wimps – his dad didn’t get involved in his scouting either.
But son has entered wrestling and baseball -now that dad is out of the house – and he is loving it!!!
I have to arrange things I know I can attend to because dad is totally UNRELIABLE. Which is why I never asked him to do anything during the marriage . The stress of him forgetting , being late, etc was worse than doing it all myself.
Even now he will call me to back him up when he can’t meet his obligations.
Again – please feel free to help – It is sOOO tiring trying to outsmart this guy. He was never like this at home – he has now declared me the enemy.
No more passive aggressive behavior – he is all out at WAR CONTROL!!!!
Boy Newlife,
I’m really sorry you’re going through this. It sounds like it’s hassle after hassle.
Hate to say it, but your son developing a resiliant, mature attitude is probably going to be a critical part of your solution.
It’s not fair that it’s the kid who has to become mature, but that’s cluster B for you. The man is not going to grow up.
Elizabeth Conley:
I don’t know why, but when you described the scene with you sitting there at the computer growling and your son dragging out doing his math homework — all I kept thinking of was that scene in “Mommie Dearest” — the one where Joan Crawford keeps serving Christina the same steak over and over each night until she eats it.
Of course, now that I think about it, your son is playing the role of “Mommie Dearest” since you are the one who is playing “Darling Christina” since you are the one who is going hungry.
Oh, well. Hope you enjoy lunch (if and when it comes).
After I read this post about the “invisibility” of the sociopath being used to exploit their power, I got a phone call from one from the attorneys for yet another sucker creditor of the sociopath. Apparently he used my address and phone number when he applied for a credit card and of course, has now defaulted on it. I thought “screw invisibility” and promptly gave the attorney where S lives and where S works. Let them take another piece of him.
Matt,
“Mommy Dearest”
Thanks Matt. That makes me feel lovely!!!
Seriously, there’s a lot of guilt that goes with parenting. He didn’t finish his Math ’til 11:50. Usually we start Social Studies at 12. Should I give him (read us) a full hour for lunch? I do have other things to do. Usually I aim to be done with school by 2 PM.
Mind you, no matter what, he’ll think I’m a meanie. When my eldest was about 18 months, I figured out that I was fated to forever be the mean mommy who dragged her away from the playground, rather than the kind mommy who make time to take her to the playground. From that point onward, the guilt got easier to bear. There’s no winning the guilt game.
I’ll give him until 12:30 for lunch, then hurry him through his Social Studies and Science. Maybe we’ll get done in time.
If I come across as a meanie – Oh Well!
His sister is kicking up her heals at Jamestown VA with my parents today. She’s getting a great History lesson, and having an outlandishly good time. I bet she’ll be a real grouch when I drive 45 minutes to pick her up at 6:15 tomorrow morning. Sigh. “Mean Mommy!” Whatever!
Elizabeth Conley (aka Mommie Dearest):
Question for you — do you know anything about a place called Lancaster, VA?
Elizabeth Conley:
Actually, instead of “Mommie Dearest” I think we’ll call you “Major Mom” — courtesy of both you having been military and you’re a great mother.