We’ve discussed many of the sociopath’s traits, such as his missing empathy and compassion; his tendency to remorseless interpersonal exploitation; and proclivity to audacious acts of lying, deception and sundry other violating behaviors.
Now, I’m tempted to add to the mix what I call the sociopath’s tendency to “irrational optimism.”
By “irrational optimism,” I mean the sociopath’s irrationally optimistic belief, if not conviction, that he’ll either evade or, somehow, otherwise prevail over, the real, probable consequences of his actions.
Consider this brief, hypothetical interaction between a sociopath and his partner, who learns with certainty that he, the sociopath, has been cheating on her with three different women simultaneously:
Partner: How could you do that?
Sociopath: Do what?
Partner: Sleep with three different women behind my back. Are you f*cking demented?
Sociopath: First of all, that’s abusive. So stop right there and don’t abuse me. Second, I didn’t sleep with f*cking anybody. Not that I haven’t been tempted, given how lame our sex life is.
Partner: Why are you lying? I know who these women are, and I can prove you’ve been sleeping with them. Do you think I’m that f*cking stupid?
Sociopath: Let me ask you something. Why the hell would I sleep with three women and risk getting some f*cking STD? Think about it. You know me”¦or maybe you don’t? Does that make any sense?
The sociopath here is (or was) irrationally optimistic on two levels—first, that he’d be able to perpetrate this caper, undetected, indefinitely; and second that, once busted (as, now, he is) he’ll be able to squirm his way out of accountability.
We could address many aspects of this interaction, but I’d like to emphasize his last argument: “Let me ask you something. Why the hell would I sleep with three women and risk getting some f*cking STD? Think about it. You know me”¦or do you? Does that make any sense?”
This argument captures, I think, the sociopath’s “irrational optimism” beautifully. In offering the glibly insulting invitation to “think about it,” he makes a spectacle of his audacity and contempt: he really expects, and believes his partner should, accept his invitation [to think about it].
But even more than expecting her to “think about it,” which is outrageous enough, he expects her, in his irrational optimism, actually to be persuaded by his argument. In his irrational optimism, he is hopeful, if not confident, that she’ll choose to disbelieve the evidence she holds indisputably in her hands in favor of accepting his insulting logic.
How classically sociopathic is this?
More importantly, what contributes to the sociopath’s irrational optimism?
We might begin with his malignant sense of entitlement—that is, the sociopath’s belief that he is entitled to obtain the gratifications he wants. One of the most dangerous aspects of the attitude of entitlement is how it renders impotent—denudes of power—rule, limits and laws.
When you feel entitled to something, if it’s not accomodatingly forthcoming, you feel entitled to take it. You’ve laid, in your entitlement, a kind of psychic possession of what it is you want, so that now it becomes, in your mind, yours—specifically, your right to have.
And so if someone (or something) obstructs your seizing what now, in your mind, is your right to possess, then you are free to take it—to take, in fact, whatever is yours—by any means necessary.
Conferring this entitled status upon oneself encourages the irrationally optimistic view that, one way or another, accomodation looms”¦it must!
Closely related to this is the sociopath’s grandiosity: he believes he can and should succeed at his high-wire machinations because he’s that good, that clever and—it can’t be stressed enough—that entitled.
His grandiosity may take the form of thoughts like, “Sure, normal guys couldn’t pull this shit off, but I’m not your normal guy.”
And so, when you feel like you can do things that others can’t—especially things unsupported by “reality—”this is grandiosity. And grandiosity feeds, I believe, very directly, the sociopath’s tendency to irrational optimism.
Then there is the sociopath’s contempt, so inseparable from his grandiosity. As we discussed, the sociopath, in the example above, expects his insulting argument to succeed, either because he’s convinced he’s smart, clever and persuasive enough to be found so convincing, or else he’s convinced that his partner is dumb, naïve and/or desperate enough to believe him. (Or both!)
As a consequence, the sociopath’s contempt leaves him at constant risk of underestimating others, and overestimating himself. In his irrational optimism, fed by his contempt, he fails to appreciate how close he is always is—perhaps just one more reckless risk away—from being busted.
What else feeds the sociopath’s irrational optimism? How about his stupidity?
This may sound provocative, but let me explain. I suggest that blind faith supports a perspective of irrational optimism, and the sociopath operates with a kind of blind faith. That is, he operates in the blind faith that, somehow or other, he’ll escape accountability for his latest transgression.
Where does his blind faith come from? Two good sources, I’d suggest, are his grandiosity and arrogance—they blind him, I contend, to certain realities, effectively making him stupid on some level.
And his stupidity reinforces his irrational optimism.
Quite obviously, I’m not talking I.Q. stupidity, but rather judgement-level stupidity. The sociopath’s personality pathology mars his capacity to make wise, intelligent judgements in many circumstances.
(My use of “he” in this article is a convenience, not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors and attitudes discussed. This article is copyrighted © 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW).
Hello Skylar..:)
Yes, they do always need to come out looking like the good guy.
Thats why you can have a nervous breakdown and tell them you hate them, leave, go….and they will write you a sweet letter, about “how we need to remember the good times” ofcourse not the bad times….lol.
Hi Kim, I’m good. how’s it going?
Hi notagain,
I used to think the best way to leave a P would be to go “gray rock” but now I think the best way is to tell them that they are too good for you, and you don’t deserve them. Play it. LOL.
Humility is always the answer because it’s reality-based.
Yes. The P always found it imperative that we remain friends, and was totally baffled by my desire not to. He had a huge need to be seen as a good guy by everyone. I think it helps him in his fantasy about himself. He is so out of touch. Can’t see himself. The rules don’t apply to him, therefor his breaking them has no bearing on his character. He believes his own lies, and his fantasy.
Second the friends comments….
I have seen the S keep ALL and ANY relationships in his ‘memory bank’ of future/past victims…..
He has NEVER left any relationship without going back to keep em reeled in….it may not be often, but once your ‘in’ his life….he will never let you go…
It may be 5 years before he shows up again…..but he will
During our years….he always kept in touch, periodically with people from his past. Old neighbors, highschool freaks, co-workers….I always thought this was weird. He would go thorugh phases, during boredom, when he would get out his old telephone books and start making random calls…..
I never had the urge to contact people from my past…..if they were not important to keep in touch with all along, then they were left in my past.
When he left, I tore up some of the telephne books…..Ha…it was like I tore off his umbilical cord! He franticlally cross referenced people and gathered up numbers….for his security blanket.
He NEVER got birthday cards, Christmas cards or calls etc…so it was obvious no one was interested in him.
He would gain so much hope in the reconnection calls…..make BIG plans for so and so to visit or a trip with them…and nothing ever materialized. SHOCKING! Then he would get bummed, and wait another 5 years to contact them….
He immediately left here and went seeking out approval and renewed drug contacts back to the high school stomping grounds….
It never dawned on him, the only reason people took his call or invited him over, was because he was the supplier ……he always fantasized about there being more…..a real friendship.
HELLLLLLLOOOOOO.
He is a worthless peice of drug laden shit, with tall tales to tell of glamor and riches…..and how all the rich people he conned flew him around the world and paid for him first class, because he was just so wonderful……ALL UNTRUE STORIES!
My boss flew him to France….NOT first class….(he flew me and kids first class but NOT S) and he got booted before his scheduled trip back home……he was so conning and free loading……but THAT”S NOT the story HE tells!
He even kept in touch with his first GF from 30 years ago. Still, after she requested him to not contact her…..her husband didn’t like it…….
Never stopped him…..he would stop by her house, when H wasn’t home…….same thing….every 5 years or so……
It’s like….I know ya’ll like me and I will grace you with my presence periodically.
Then, turn his back and speak poorly of them and rip em apart behind their backs…..I saw it with everyone…..no one was worthy, all flaws were pointed out…..
He must be gay, I’ve never seen him with a woman, she’s fat, how could he love her…she’s worthless, he’s not a good father, look his kids on drugs……he’s bald and hasn’t aged well…….his kid sucks as sports, his wife needs a boob job and a new face, he’s not good with money, how could he do that job for 25 years…..he has no ambition…..
ALL THINGS I NOW KNOW……ARE ALL ABOUT HIM!!!! HIS INSECURITIES…..
There wasnt’ a person he didn’t shred….then go back to shred some more……
(oh, all except the wife bits….I’m beautiful, perfect and my boobs are great!) 🙂
ErinBrock:
I know well the story you tell — granted I had the Readers Digest version — 15 months versus 25 years, but still the same thing.
Of course, I had the definitive proof on just how popular Mr Wonderful was and how highly he was thought of by his rich and famous friends when I threw him a 40th birthday party. Catered, champagne, the works. Of the 4 people I invited, 2 RSVP’d they couldn’t come and 2 came. Of the 40+ he invited, his sister, the guy he crashed with after he was released from prison, and 2 friends and 2 of their tag-alongs showed. The rest didn’t even RSVP — and that only involved a mouse click.
At the time I actually hurt for him and was furious at them — how dare they treat him like that? Now I see the obvious — that they had been burned by him the same way I was.
His definition of what constitutes a friend and my definition of what constitutes a friend are obviously 180 degrees from each other.
Matt,
that’s funny about the BD party and no one shows. Kind of like the bride was left at the altar! funny, too, how we don’t get these warnings that we saw WAVING like BIG RED FLAGS! LOL Of course hind-sight is 20:20 LOL
Anyone whose phone number they have they consider a “close friend”—my definition of a “close friend” is someone you call at 2 a.m. and say “mortgage your house and bring me the money at 9 a.m” and then hang up, and you KNOW they will BE THERE if they are not dead.
I’ve only had three CLOSE friends like that in my life, but they are worth their weight in gold. My late husband was one of those three CLOSE friends.
Unfortunately, like you I think, I have BEEN that kind of Close friend to more people than have reciprocated that closeness. But I am getting pretty picky now about my friends, and am expecting the same kind of respect and treatment FROM them that I GIVE them.
NASSAGIRL,
Ya, they like to call you beautiful…lol. I got to a point where I realized he never used my name at all, and asked him to start calling me by my name. He reverted quick back to calling me beautiful. I think now, that its his way of seeing me as an object, and not as a person.
Ya, and it is true that they will always find a way to keep you on their list. My S, also kept dozens of useless and past phone numbers on his cell phone. Always carrying it, and actin glike mister popular. LOL….In reality, they were just a bunch of his drug addict friends looking for alcohol, a hang out, or advice on where to find drugs. His ex, calling for money for his kids too.
He definitely cannot understand why i do not even want to bother with him as a friend. He really thinks he is some grand person, and definitely sees him self that way, when the fruits of his life, are there for all to see. He has burned all his bridges, including the trust of his own children.
oh SKYLAR…..I think telling him that he is too good for me would probably work…lol. Its the ego boost he is looking for…:) Then maybe he would leave me alone. lol
Nassaugirl, So true. You can KNOW they’re lying, you can have PROOF that they’re lying, but to them, as long as they never cop, they aren’t really lying! I think it’s still a power issue, for them. Like they still have control as long as they don’t tell the truth.
It’s like Casey Anthony. That bitch will go to her grave swearing it was the nanny who did it. Mark my words. What a fool. And she, like the rest of them, over- estimated her intelligence. She was sure she was smarter than the detectives, and was sure her lie would pass the smell test, because, after all, she’s sooooooooooooooooo smart. How stupid! She couldn’t predict consequences of her behavior, either. And that’s another classic symptom of Psychopathy.
But, she has the power to take the truth to the grave with her, and she will. She will never give anyone the satisfaction of knowing anything like why she did it, or what she was thinking. And she believes that if she keeps to her story, eventually she’ll be believed. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Kim,
Well the P’s can think that all they want but it won’t last. Their conspiracy is coming to an end as they continue their raping and pillaging and we normals use the internet to get the word out about who they are.
They are easily recognizable when you know the signs. THEY LIE AND LIE AND LIE.
As far as Casey Anthony, we all know what she was thinking: ME ME ME ME. She felt entitled to do what she wanted because she wanted to. The little girl was just a figment of her imagination but it was keeping her from going partying every night. If we try to figure out anything more complicated than that for her “reasons” we will just confuse ourselves, because the P-mind is a 4-year old mind.
Skylar, I believe she killed that baby, mostly to spite her mother. I believe that was her primary motivation, above and beyond La vida bella, or whatever it was.
I can’t wait for the trial. I hope it’s televised. I believe she’s a classic example of the slime we study here.