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.)
Oh, they like to call over holidays. Not sure why? Does anyone have any insight to this question?
PS: One reason I believe is to ruin our holiday or am I being too narcissistic?
Tilly:
My ex S is with a gold-digger, too! She’s bleeding him of his money, and he cannot drop her because no one else will have him at this point, and he is waaay to insecure to be without a woman. But he refuses to marry her because he knows she is a gold digger and he has 3 kids, and he is selfish with his money. So, they are both stuck in this co-dependent relationship with each other. 🙂
P.S. Did you get any free dental work from your ex P dentist? It’s the least he could have done, especially since he has your dog and things, right? If I was dating a dentist, I would want free dental work. Dental work is expensive.
Tilly:
I changed my phone number 4 times. You have me beat with 6.
James: Holidays are a time of family and love and togetherness. These are things the S/P’s will never know. But, they, being the narcissists they are, probably think WE are thinking about them during this time. So, they “make an appearance” by calling us or e-mailing, etc.
I think it is just their ploy to get into our heads and make sure we are thinking of them during this time. (Or, maybe they are afraid we are NOT thinking of them, and they want to make sure we ARE.)
And I like your theory that they want to ruin our holiday, too.
P.S. We are obviously wandering into the “impossible” here by trying to psychoanalyze the mind of an S.
James….holidays…yeah. Well, even before I got divorced, for years….holidays were a time of chaos and drama. Maybe because it wasn’t “all about her” or something. And, since the divorce, and with my daughter 13…well, I asked my lawyer…”do I have to deal with this crap every Christmas and each year when school starts?” Her reply (lawyer): “Get used to it…”. Big opportunity for “control” stuff, too, when you’re dealing with “custody” and “parenting time” issues.
LOL…and it is “seasonal”, too. She always took the weather “personally”….too hot, too cold, too wet, too dry. I think there were two “OK” days each year…one in the Spring and one in the Fall. Come to think of it, the ex-tox’s mother was the same way….always a real “riot” now to think of them together in a car driving in a snowstorm, discussing how God was treating them unfairly.
Ah…memories! Yup, life is much better, now. LMAO! TOWANDO!
Yeah! God had the last joke giving him an” innocent looking young gold digger Indian” to try and bleed! I hope she is a P too so that they will keep each other busy and out of other peoples way! He used to crack racist jokes to his golf mates of exactly what he is now doing! He used to call them Indian or Chinese “monkeys” ! Imagine whats up ahead for her!
I saw her sitting up there with him in his brand new 60 thousand dollar car ( he got the money fraudulently off the Dental Insurance board just before we split.) I bet she don’t know THAT!
Above her head in their bed will be a “fung shui chinese mobile thing”, I hung it there so that “we don’t argue in bed”. HA HA…sorry luv, but i couldn’t find a “fung shui chinese thing” to help him get an erection! lol! Or to help him know how to actually feel intimacy!
Especially since hes blind drunk at least 3 nights a week and takes anti depressants and sleeping pills EVERY night. WOW! it really makes for an exciting sex life I tell you!
OMG! I am SOOOO glad to be gone from there fellow survivors! I could give you a humorous guided tour around his house.i.e of what the Indian will think all “his” stuff is and how it got there. I bet with his alcoholism he has Indian curry diarrhea regularly too! lol!
Which reminds me of a time when he was drunk and sat down on the toilet and forgot to lift the lid. Yeah I really miss those days.
I never went to him as a dentist as he didn’t work the whole time I was with him..he was living off me and later on off his fraudulent insurance.
Oh yes! He did work for a short while when I first met him. When he was putting on “the act”.( Telling me his singlet was a t-shirt).i.e. Before he got the sack for not turning up ( too hung over) and for being unhygienic and swearing grossly at the female dental nurse.
Holidays? We are not allowed to have any measure of fun without them trying to ruin it or manipulate it to look like its their doing! And God forbid if they are on holidays and there is no-one to exploit or give them narcissistic supply! They will never stop sms and callling with some crap or other!
Love from
“GONE ONE”
Tilly:
You are TOO MUCH!! 🙂
Tilly,
I’m with Rosa on this one. You crack me up! Thanks for the laughs (Chinese mobile thing…ha!)
James-
I believe they call on holidays– as did mine damn it (and I fell for it)– b/c their inability to alone is magnified during holidays.
they also know we are more vulnerable.–
Did I read that Akitameg is singing again? WOOHOO!! I am so glad to hear that! I don’t come here too much any more but it’s so good to see everyone’s progress. Meg, I can’t say as I’m “happy” either, but I’m no longer devastated over the P so I am working on other issues in my life, namely, my parents’ narcissism, which has left such deep wounds. Ugh. But I’m also moving on with my life. I don’t know at what point you just wake up happy. When it happens to me, I’ll let you know. I know I feel stronger and more grounded and able to handle bigger setbacks (one I was just discussing on another thread).
I’m so glad to hear about all the animal lovers here. Oxy talks about the bumper sticker: My Border Collie is smarter than your honor student.” For years, I have wanted to make a bumper sticker that says: “My boa could eat your honor student.” LOL But it would probably freak out everybody in the neighborhood who wouldn’t realize it’s a joke.
I have a friend who has a very smart talking bird. The bird loves my friend but doesn’t like my friend’s teenage son. Every time the son walks by the bird cage, the bird calls the son a “bitch”. That just cracks me up.
I think maybe we all love animals so much because we all LOVE so much. It is a universal love we give and because our hearts are so big, we make an easy target for we shall often embrace the wolves in sheep’s clothing in our arms and hearts. My friend posted an interesting quote on his facebook page. It says, “Appeasers keep feeding steaks to the tiger in the hopes it will become a vegetarian.” I wrote back, “Nope, it will just bite the head off the one that feeds it one day just like a sociopath.” I shall keep that quote in my mind should I ever wish to think again that I can tame a wild human because all it really needs is to be loved enough. Enough to say, “Next, please!” LOL!