What is the single most powerful signifier of sociopathy?
How about, lack of empathy?
I don’t think so.
As an isolated factor, I don’t think lack of empathy best nails the sociopath.
Many millions of people, after all, lack empathy and aren’t sociopaths. Also, exactly what constitutes empathy is a subject of some disagreement. Some LoveFraud members, in fact, question whether sociopaths even lack empathy (some asserting, to the contrary, that the sociopaths they’ve known have used their capacity for empathy to exploit them).
But the biggest problem with lack of empathy is its weakeness in explaining the single, truly best signifier of sociopathy—the characterological exploitiveness of the sociopath.
It is a high level of exploitiveness that most singularly exposes the sociopath.
Now exploitiveness is also associated with the narcissistic personality. For this reason extremely destructive (“malignant”) narcissists can be hard to distinguish from sociopaths. Still, a high level of exploitiveness is rarely the single best signifier of narcissistic personality disorder, whereas it is, I suggest, the best single indicator of sociopathy.
Why does lack of empathy fail to explain the sociopath’s exploitiveness? It fails because most people who lack empathy are not exploitive. Just consider the autistic spectrum disorders: Lack of empathy is commonly associated with these disorders, but exploitive behavior is not.
Now it is true that empathic individuals will generally be nonexploitive. Why? Because their empathy will prove a deterrent against exploitative impulses or ideas. Empathy, in other words, surely is a powerful deterrent against exploitation.
But in someone nonexploitative (someone, say, with Asperger’s Syndrome), empathy will not be needed for its deterrent effect. However, in someone inclined to exploitation, lack of empathy will be a missing deterrent in a situation where deterrence is urgent.
Effectively, the sociopath’s exploitive nature is undeterred by empathy, which is missing, thus liberating him to exploit. And it is the sociopath’s tendency, or compulsion, to exploit, I propose, that best characterizes his sociopathy.
I’d be remiss not to clarify my working definition of empathy. Empathy, as I use it, is an experience, or appreciation, of another’s experience that, depending on the situation, elicits a thoughtful, respectful, perhaps nurturing, but never exploitive, response.
While some sociopaths may possess an evolved capacity to read others’ vulnerabilities, this doesn’t make them empathic.
It is the particular response to someone’s vulnerability that indicates the presence of empathy, or exploitation. It is the particular response, or pattern of responses, to someone’s vulnerability that separates the empathic individual from the predator.
In this respect, I regard the sociopath as seriously, and given his exploitive personality, dangerously deficient in empathy.
What about his remorselessness? Certainly the sociopath’s remorselessness is quite notable and diagnostically significant. However, I would argue that the sociopath’s remorselessness is a byproduct not of his lack of empathy, but of his exploitive personality.
Many people who lack empathy are remorseful, for instance when informed that an action they took, or something they said, left someone else feeling damaged. They may struggle to relate emotionally (or even intellectually) to the effect their behavior had on the wounded party (their deficient empathy); but they are upset to learn that their action caused damage.
In other words, they feel remorseful even though their empathy is deficient.
However, exploitation and remorselessness go hand in hand. The essence of exploitation is the intentional violation of another’s vulnerability. The exploiter knows, on some level, that his behavior is exploitive.
By definition, the exploiter is grossly indifferent to the damaging effect of his behavior on his victim. All that matters is his perceived gain, his demanded, greedy satisfaction. There is indifference to the loss and damage to others resulting from his self-centered, aggressive behaviors.
This sounds a lot like callousness; and we recognize callousness as another of the sociopath’s telling qualities. But I would suggest, again, that the sociopath’s callousness derives not from his defective empathy, but rather from his characterological exploitiveness. Most people with deficits in empathy are not callous. On the other hand, the exploitive mentality will engender a callous perspective.
I discussed in a prior post the audacity of the sociopath. I suggested a correspondence between audacity and sociopathy. But here, too, we want to get the causality correct: audacity doesn’t make for sociopathy; but the exploitive mentality will make for staggering audacity.
(My use of “he” in this post is for convenience’s sake, not to suggest that men have a patent on sociopathy. This article is copyrighted (c) 2008 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Thanks Wini,
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to answer to his/her post but saw so much that did in fact contradicted the writer. And guess my own narcissistic impulsive behavior mandated that I do so.. I sure it was a waste of time and effort on my part but Hey! It’s snowing outside (snow storm) and didn’t have much else to do today…
Hugs to all of you and hope all have a pleasant and good day!
But thanks again!
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KH: I have a running conversation with someone about the “successful sociopath.” Some people believe that sociopathic traits mimic “good business,” e.g., ruthlessness, goal-directedness, etc.
I maintain that they’re too disorganized and their goals are too dysfunctional to actually be “successful” as most of us would term success. I guess Bernie Madoff was “successful” up until his schemes blew up.
What you describe, though, is both “goal-directed behavior” and “pointless,” for example when you said to yourself that he could have more if you could just work together . . .
Notice how your five statements all have some emotional charge and very little truth or reality about them. All about yanking you around emotionally.
Our experiences had some overlap. Your “prize” may have had a little more, uh, dare I say, “heart” around him? (I knew someone who sounds just like your S/P.) But the guy I got “took” by was more along the Scott Peterson style. “Such a nice man. And they make such a lovely couple. I wish I could have something as wonderful as they have!” Until one day the (insert epithet here) just dropped the mask.
I didn’t “get” until then what his real agenda was . . . my complete ruination, along with everyone who had trusted me to be my usual business-savvy self. His agenda was “unthinkable” to me, so I never, ever thought . . . And he pulled off his scheme. But it wasn’t out of an organized plan. He was simply opportunistic, taking every opportunity to look like he had a coherent plan, while regularly sabotaging everything.
Was he a “successful sociopath”? Because their internal structure is incoherent, by our usual definitions, so, I believe, their external plans are equally dysfunctional.
James: This reply to you might not make sense (I didn’t think it through yet) … but, I’ll try to get my thoughts across just the same. What he wrote made me think they are the “new” gay people of the world … living a lie, not coming out of who they really are. No offense to any gay people on the blogg, it just reminded me of 20-30 years ago when a gay person wasn’t allowed to come out of the closet.
Does this make sense to anyone?
Oh Rune, your story is like some I’ve heard here, and I think it’s even worse that mine. I can’t even imagine that kind of out-of-the-blue betrayal by someone I trusted. (Well, yes I can, now that I think of it, because I’m a father-daughter incest survivor. But as a grown-up when we think we’re making at least halfway decent decisions, this kind of turnaround just must have hit you at every level.)
As far as “successful sociopaths” go, I have a hard time believing in the concept. Even their satisfaction at winning is a disassociative distraction from the fact that they’re empty inside and miserable, angry, jealous and hopeless. There aren’t enough thrills, money or trophies in the world to change what they feel when their fixes wear off.
And if you’re referring to mine, he’s not successful in any terms that I recognize. That doesn’t mean he won’t be in the future, but at this point, at his age, there’s nothing on his career or relationship resume that is particularly noteworthy (except for the number of lies involved).
I’d be curious to know where you see his “heart” in all of that. There was no heart there, unless you count the occasional times when he’d drag out the little boy personna and beg me not to abandon him.
Are you old enough to remember the ViewMaster? It was a thing that looked like binoculars that had disks you could snap into it to look at a series of pictures. You’d changed the picture by clicking a little lever.
That’s what it reminded me of when he went through his final set of routines to talk me out of kicking him out. Click, sex. Click, emotional blackmail. Click, belittle me and tell me I can’t do better. Click, get “honest” and admit he’s a creep, but a creep who desperately needs my help. Click, be a needy little boy.
He couldn’t even say thanks or that he loved me at all, as he walked out the door. Instead he said, “but you said you loved me.”
I puzzled over that statement for years. He was going directly from me to the house of his new girlfriend. What could he have been thinking?
For fun, I started saying it in different accents. I liked the French accent best. I went around my house for a week playing Pepe Le Pew, telling myself “But you said you loved me. I thought you loved me. What happened to this big, beautiful love you had for me?”
Besides making me laugh, it was probably useful in getting me to think about taking better care of myself.
KH: From a DSM-IV perspective, look at your ViewMaster analogy, and consider DID. I’ve wondered if the exceptional camouflage of the chameleon has something to do with an ability to dissociate on that level, perhaps without the classic amnesia between personalities.
Regarding “heart,” I’m thinking of a sort of vestigial desire to connect, as opposed to merely manipulate on every level.
Yes, I was devastated on every level.
Kathleen wrote…“I don’t think there’s a soul of all of us s-survivors who, at minimum, isn’t saying “never again.” And we’re all working on ourselves in some way.”
Yes, this statement of yours exemplifies how so far removed we, once victims now survivors, are from the bizarre, perverted, corrupted, convoluted mind-set and behavior of PDIs.
We at least have an advantage on being able to understand them by the written material, here on LF, exposing their predictable words and actions.
It’s creepy in that they’re almost like automatons, bots, cyborgs as opposed to genuine, good human beings who are much more complicated and diverse in personality and character.
We’re also a hell of a lot more interesting as proven by the oodles of mind blowing intelligent, incisive, brilliantly witty comments submitted on LF. By US! Not THEM!
I also want to comment on the subject of personal responsibility. We GET it and understand the tremendous personal value it offers, because without it…No growth, evolvement is possible in any way.
A person who refuses to accept accountability, responsibility for their words and actions, and for their own life, are stagnant, obnoxious, boring fools.
At least, that’s my theory based on the many people I’ve either superficially interracted with or been involved with over the years.
The subject of personal responsibility also ties into our expectations in cultivating a relationship with a person, whether a future friendship or lover.
I was remembering what Lilygirl wrote many months ago. Her friend said to her that her expectations were too damn high. Lilygirl responded that her expectations were reasonable. I can’t remember verbatim what she wrote, but I also believed they were reasonable expectations.
Mine are too: be decent, be kind, be considerate, be respectful.
That’s it. Not such a tall order, is it? Hey, I’m an easy gal to please and I would never, ever ask for something that I wasn’t willing to give also.
And I’m of the firm opinion that if any of you wished to nurture a friendship with me, in meatspeace, that my expectations would be met and then some.
As Oxy wrote up there, I also have genuine affection, respect, and concern for all of you. Your true characters shine through your writing.
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JaneSmith – You never call, you never write!!! How nice it is to read your inspiring post. I am sure you remember what a mess I was so many month’s ago. You are so right about respect, consideration and kindness. All those long months I was involved with spathhole, it finally dawned on me, he does not respect me, nobody could treat me this way, if they respected me. Then I looked at myself and said self, you don’t respect yourself much either or you would not allow anyone to disrespect you like this. I would never let any one else be this way. Where was the loyalty? the trust? the respect? It was never there but I continued to wait on it because he spoke of it, he said he did, but it action’s never did. Anyhow it is so heart warming too see how so many here at LF have healed and are not in that terrible fog anymore. Good to see you posting again Jane….
Oh, Henry Darling…there you are!
Believe me, sweetie, I read….and read…..and read some more as many writings on here as my brain can handle until I”m trapped, I tell you, trapped in front of my computer with no escape possible or wished for even….haha.
If I had the time (blasted employment usurping my LF viewing) I would respond to as many awesome, help seeking, posts as I could. But, alas, I only have 8 arms….so…what’s a gal to do?…. 😉
I love this website and all the wonderful folks who write here. Hey, where else am I going to find such stellar, informative, brilliant company?
Peace, love and joy to you my friend, and to all LFers.
Rune, I agree with what you’re saying. I think it’s Stephen Johnson’s work that convinced me that I wasn’t wrong in thinking that my ex had two distinct personality structure.
One was the deeply wounded child, which was developmentally “frozen” at the pre-verbal level The needy little boy is a consciously available fragment of it.
The other was the automaton structured over it for survival and protection. Logical, disconnected emotionally and often in sensory terms. The automaton’s idea of success reflects the child’s imaging of what would heal it, but the automaton’s interface with reality is all the child has for input. And the automaton is also programmed to override the child, whenever a major decision comes up.
In “Humanizing the Narcissistic Affect,” Johnson writes about the likelihood of total disintegration if any attempt is made to integrate the two factors. Because it’s unlikely that the circumstances that wounded the child would have changed, and the child has never developed (beyond the skills-level development of the automaton) to have more breadth of awareness or coping skills.
In my own work on myself, I’ve been working on my developmental blockages. In some cases, I’ve returned to a point in time, re-imagined the scene to re-parent myself and change the meaning of the event, and then had to live through that “thread” of myself growing up. A lot of the work of the last four years has been about that.
But we’re dealing with people whose “cope” for their trauma was an early decision to eliminate the need for trust and connection, and focus instead on power and achievement/winning. It’s not just that they can’t trust or won’t trust, it’s that trust was determined early to be so painful as to threaten survival. The result is that there’s no way in. They are totally self-referenced, except what they need to get along in their drive to survive and achieve the goals that the child thinks would fix things.
That’s why their objectives and values are so shallow. They’re operating at an infantile level in social and moral terms.
I used to listen to my ex talking about his obsessions with fame, wealth and power and wonder how a man with degrees in history, literature and creative writing could possibly be so immature. There was a brief period in our history when I got him to sit still while we talked about his ethics in terms of what he felt was wrong in the world and what he would like to change. He actually discovered some humanity in himself, and it was a good but deeply rattling experience for him. I could see him going through a lot of internal reorganization of who he thought he was, and then watched it be abandoned as the automaton took over again.
I think this is one of the things that’s so hard for us who were involved with them. We see hints and flashes of what they might have been. It’s in their role playing, their grandiose ideas of how to fix everything, and sometimes in their grief, if we happen to encounter that. (I did a few times.) But they can’t maintain it. They can’t maintain caring or any sort of thinking about anything but their drive to whatever next thing they think will fix them.
They are a disappointment to anyone who loves them, and imagines they have a full spectrum of human feelings. And for all they put us through, that disappointment for them has to be a replay of the primal trauma. I think it’s why they are so destructive. They’re caught not only in the cell of distrust they’ve locked themselves into, but also in a range of “fixes” that can never relieve their central agony. Their denial is as profound as might be expected for this central a trauma, but denial doesn’t change the quality of noise in their emotional systems.
I used to tell him that he would do anything to prove he was unlovable.
Kathleen Hawk: I need to keep your post in my archives … for they are the Spiritually Stunted in our world. Infants on every level.
Peace.