The “sociopath,” boiled down, is someone who routinely does, and takes, what he wants, unconcerned with the impact of his behavior on others. Nothing in my mind defines his essence more than this concise, factual description. He is rather unique, and thus diagnosable as a sociopath, to this precise extent.
Sure, we’ve discussed this before, but it always merits, in my view, fresh reconsideration. And so let me add, I think, an important caveat: The sociopath doesn’t necessarily feel he has the “right” to what he’s pursuing, or planning to take.
Rather, he doesn’t feel he needs the right. He just needs the want.
Simply wanting what he wants, with or without the right to it, meets his standard for laying claim to his quarry.
Because after all, you may ask the sociopath, “Did you have a ”˜right’ to take that? To steal it?” And he may answer, with intellectual honesty, “No. I realize, intellectually, that I had no right to what I took.”
Which gets to the nub, the essence, of his condition: His” right” to what he wanted wasn’t relevant, didn’t even enter his thinking; rather, his wanting it was the sole factor necessary to support his comfortable, non-conflictual pursuit of it.
To sum up, the sociopath’s disordered essence is captured best in his pattern of taking, without remorse, what intellectually he may very well know doesn’t belong to him—he has no right to it—yet he takes it anyway.
To be clear: when I say that the sociopath intellectually can understand he may lack the “right” to what he’s taking, I’m not suggesting that he lacks a sense of entitlement. Quite the contrary: his sense of entitlement is all the more astounding for his intellectual awareness that he may lack the “right” to what he wants, yet still takes it. In doing so, he is exhibiting self-entitlement, and attitudes of contempt, in their gaudiest, most audacious forms.
One always must beware of oversimplifying complicated concepts. The sociopath’s disorder is complex on many levels. Yet on some levels the sociopath’s mentality isn’t so complicated at all. In some respects it’s pretty simple.
In this article I suggest the sociopath is, essentially, that strange, disconcerting, disruptive individual with a history, and pattern, of taking from others what doesn’t belong to him with an impoverished sense of shame and remorse. When you confront an individual with this history and pattern, you are dealing with a sociopath.
What he takes, and even how he takes it, are less relevant considerations that that he takes, with no right.
(This article is copyrighted © 2011 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is strictly for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors and attitudes discussed.)
Near, yes the gun is loaded on the nightstand and I just told my neighbor’s husband that I will go back to carrying it with me. I hate carrying it cuz I normally put wallet, lipstick, phone in my pockets so I don’t like to carry a purse. I will have to go back to carrying a purse.
Yes indeed-there is crazy stuff going on here!
Sky-I agree that I did the best that I could because I wasn’t prepared and one thing that bothered me is that he had dark sunglasses on so I couldn’t see his eyes and I was sitting down. I usually look people straight in the eye and I should have stood up. I am going to see about getting at least one camera when I get some money coming in from the new job.
Katy,
I used to do that with the spath and it drove him crazy. “JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION, DON’T ASK ME QUESTIONS!!!” was what he yelled at me.
I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s actually because I’m such a door mat that when someone asks me if I will jump, I ask, “how high?”. I was trying to be helpful and asking questions was my way of giving a more precise answer.
But God works in mysterious ways and He used my own personality disorder to fight the spath PD. LOL. Spath had an ulterior motive so my questions were not figured into his “chess move”. heeehheeeeeeheeee.
Sky-my problem is thinking of questions to return to him, because I’m flat out not interested in him or anything his ass has to say!
Lizzy – boots are a great idea!
‘beware of dog’ sign and cameras (fake and real).
answering questions with questions- thanks Katy THAT is a good one. I do that with my landlord. I actually go on the offensive with him and it shuts him down and i walk away feeling ‘clean’ – it acts as a slime barrier.
lizzy – you feed his questions back to him.
nothing to do with interest. I don’t want to talk to my stupid landlord either, but he’s a bully and when i go on the offensive I cannot be put on the defensive (which weakens me and gives him power in the dynamic); that’s what this guy in your neighborhood is looking for – a hole in the fence to climb in through. he’s out to hurt someone.
don’t want to talk to him at all? get up and walk away. and then call the police once you are inside.
Liz, here are some questions: “Why do you ask? Who are you? Do you live here?” This is what I asked my stalker when I found him hanging out in the neighborhood staring in the direction of my unit. That was before I called the police.
Apparently, the stalker forgave me for calling the police because he still gave me a guitar the following year. Did I mention he’s a benevolent stalker? He also gave me a Xmas card that said I was “gorgos.” Left on my windshield. I googled “gorgos” and apparently it means ” A repulsive or ugly woman.” ha ha ha I think he meant to say “gorgeous” though. I thought about leaving him a dictionary on my windshield.
peace out all.
Nite Nite onestep
This dumbass would probably think I was interested in him if I asked him those questions.