The sociopath’s imperturbability has been widely noted. However, this is a generalization, not true of all sociopaths in all situations.
A sociopath around whom the net is closing, who recognizes that he’s played his last card and finds, alas, that the game is ending and that he faces inescapable consequences—sociopaths in this circumstance may feel forms of perturbability, like anxiety and worry.
But in situations where he perceives his security (however unrealistically) to be relatively unthreatened—especially where his grandiosity and sense of omnipotence remain relatively intact—the sociopath can be curiously imperturbable.
Imperturbable, that is, in the commission of his violating acts, as well as in the subsequent striking sangfroid with which he’ll brazenly perpetuate his deceit even when confronted with his flat guilt.
How do we explain this?
First, I pose a question: Have you ever played a really cruel practical joke or, if not, witnessed one (with enjoyment), that left its victim torturously duped, perhaps even mildly traumatized?
I’d suggest that the mindset involved in conceiving and executing such a prank, even the mindset (as a witness) involved in merely enjoying it, is temporarily rather sociopathic in several ways.
I stress temporarily because nonsociopaths will inhabit this state of mind only briefly and experimentally, and then, on the assumption that any suffering the prank causes its victim will be experienced as relatively fleeting and superficial.
But I use a “practical joke” analogy because I think it describes somewhat accurately the sociopath’s basic perspective in the world. Life, for the sociopath, is something like a big stage on which to perpetrate forms of ongoing deceit to suit his shifting agenda for comfort, convenience, tension discharge, and other gratifications.
After all, at the motivational heart of the “practical joker” is the driving question, Can I pull this off? This is a question, among others—a kind of perpetual carrot, if you will—that compels sociopathically-oriented personalities.
And the socopath’s response to this implicitly posed question is felt, if not implicitly answered, as, “Of course I can pull this off! I can pretty much pull anything off! Watch me do it! Watch me get away with this!”
In other words, the sociopath’s cocky faith in his powers of chicanery nicely captures his inflated grandiosity and sense of omnipotence. To put it even more basically, the sociopath thinks he is good, really good. And in inverse proportion to how smart he thinks he is, he thinks that you are just as stupid.
This is the sociopath’s signature contempt, and let us not underestimate it: You are as stupid as he is smart.
In the end, the sociopath ultimately takes neither you, nor anyone, seriously. And it’s not that he chooses not to respect people. It’s not that he’s unwilling to take others seriously. It’s that he can’t. And make no mistake: his inability to take people seriously, in an authentic way, is a core aspect of his disorder.
Does the nonpsychotic sociopath, intellectually, know right from wrong? This is a frequently posed question, to which the answer is yes. Intellectually, the nonpsychotic sociopath is usually well aware that his behaviors are exploitive and violate legal and interpersonal laws and boundaries.
But the point is, he just doesn’t care. The sociopath just doesn’t take these laws and interpersonal boundaries seriously, because he doesn’t take you, or others, seriously.
And so this is where his imperturbability enters. When you don’t take others seriously; when, on some level, others are a joke to you; when a malignant contempt pervades your view of others, then you can have your way with them, you can use them for whatever purposes suit your immediate agenda. Moreover, you can cause them pain and outrage as you seek your own ends unburdened by normal feelings of responsibility, accountability and guilt, because you don’t just don’t take them seriously.
So you’re caught in a lie? So you’ve been busted? Big deal. So your denials are preposterous? Big deal. Let’s remember, you are slick and smart enough to convince any stupid person to disbelieve the indisputable evidence of your guilt!
And even if you can’t persuade them to give you a pass this time; even if they’ve busted you cold this time, and your normally reliable glibness doesn’t spring you from the present trap, so what? After all, there’s no shame or embarrassment to be busted by someone you don’t take seriously.
And so the sociopath’s imperturbability, in this light, can be seen as a natural byproduct of his malignant disrespect of, and contempt towards, others. It is a pathological imperturbability, not an admirable, enviable one. His is not the imperturbability of a “cool cat,” or an enviably placid temperament, or the imperturbability that can derive from a certain hard-earned wisdom, confidence and perspective.
No, the sociopath’s imperturbability is that of an emotionally, interpersonally sick individual who, at bottom, has no true emotional stake in others.
And so finally, in his relationships with others, what he stands to lose, through his exploitation, is felt to be as superficial, and dismissable, as anything he stands to gain.
(My use of male gender pronouns in this article is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest females aren’t capable of the behaviors discussed. This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Dear Cat, Ah yes, they sure do “get diseases” to try to suck pity from us. I let a woman “victim” who was living in her little tiny truck/rv come here and park safely til she could get back to work and get a place of her own….well, she apparently decideed she liked it here, and living in her RV was okay for the time but she planned on moving in, and did NOT plan on getting a job, so I eventually told her she had to move on since being here was obviously NOT assisting her to move up in the world.
She immediately told me she thought she had breast cancer, and even though I had offered to get her to the free clinic here SEVERAL times, she had refused to go, and ditto with the one free dental clinic I know about (and that day after I told her she had to leave) she told me she had had a tooth ache jfor weeks. I asked her, “didn’t I offer to take you to the dentist?” She said, “Yes, but you were always so busy” (so it was my fault!)
She then actually whipped out one of her boobs and showed me an inverted nipple (which can but is NOT ALWAYS a sign of cancer, it is mostly if one CHANGES from outtie to innie that it MIGHT be a sign) as her proof she might have cancer. I replied very calmly, “If you go to X hospital you can get a free mammogram and I would advise you to go.”
I swear, they can come up with some of the most outrageous things to try to get people to pity them. It only works though IF WE ALLOW IT. My P-son worked me over for all the “pity” I have left so from now on, I will be careful where I bestow “pity” or “compassion” to those that REALLY have something wrong with them besides a PERSONALITY DISORDER and a propensity to LIE. LOL
one-step,
one day at a time, we move farther into healing and farther away from the source of our pain and in doing that, we grow stronger. hugs!
Dear Ox,
As opposed to those with FAKE diseases, my son’s school called yesterday and I had to pick him up and today we’re seeing the doctor, which is why I didn’t respond to your post when I wanted to.
Oh, this must have been your “visitor” who wouldn’t leave and why of course, she would whip out the old breast and show you that! Honestly, I had to smile when I read that. (I’m extremely visual.) It’s an example of the lengths they will go to to get what they want. It’s a dead give away when they don’t take up the offer of FREE exams and treatment that there is nothing really wrong and it’s all just a hoax.
In my case, after 2 shoulder surgeries, mine started whining about the possibility of a third one just before he got the boot here. He developed all kinds of aches and pains, spasms, etc.. I watched him go through fake stomach episodes, chest pains, the list goes on and on.
It does rather incense me that when my ex spath did this stuff, he took up valuable space, time and personnel in emergency rooms that could have been better used by those who really needed care. Of course, the hospitals started catching on awhile ago.
I quit being phased by his “illnesses” a long time ago. It’s all an act. Even when he put himself into a mental facility, for rehab AGAIN, I didn’t buy that. I think they sense it’s coming to an end and they’re going to go and this is just another way of them to get what they want, a place to live and do nothing.
I’m just so glad that’s out of my life! I can devote my energy now to myself and my son who really IS sick.
Still visualizing 🙂
Cat
tis a cold and snowy day. i am sick and angered by these beasts
“I could have a heart attack!” was the line and health condition of choice for my ex, whenever he needed a little sympathy and all eyes on him.
This infuriated me, because there are so many people who actually ARE suffering with serious health conditions.
Thankfully, the “heart attack” never materialized, as far as I know.
Rosa:
My S-ex’s threat/promise of choice was “I have high blood pressure. I’ll end up having a stroke like my mother.”
Initially I felt sorry for him. By the end all I used to think was “Good. Have one. Then I’m going to go to nursing school and become your nurse. And I will jab that fucking needle in 10 times a day.”
What a waste of resources — mine, society’s, the planet’s. That oxygen thief was a total waste of resources.
mine: 3 major illnesses, 2 open heart surgeries, died in the middle of whatever the fuck the last one was………..ALLLL FAKKKKEEEDDD. fuck i hate her guts.
‘dangerous and necessary’ cross continent air lift, mental break downs, suicide attempts…….fuck i hate her guts.
took just a little mugging and a note from someone about who else she’s fucking over right now to ‘help me access my anger’.
we may never get it back in the box. and good. this skeezey horror show deserves to have her hands chopped off and her tongue severed…then we could say; go, and sin no more.
I am right over the moon fucking angry. This fucking woman ”“ she goes on and one doing the same shit, with impunity. I have had the honour of hearing others stories in the the last weeks ”“ here and and in connections with the spat I tangled with. Dios.
And every story that ’scorches’ me, makes me more and more certain that I have to out her. She cannot play on- hurting people like she were just taking the skins off of grapes and not people’s souls. What a ’lying sack of evil she is. All the things she accused others of”.the evil man who locked her in small spaces and starved her and raped her ”“ all lies, stories STOLEN from the pain of other’s lives. STOLEN> STOLEN> or worse yet, are they all projections of things she has done?
It is only through accessing the pain of others’ stories that I am really accessing mine ”“ no one in the day to day world wants to know of my pain, and I have to work and try to stay housed”..only here can I show this face. This face is now homicidally angry. I would fucking kill her if I had a chance. NO bitch, you don’t WIN!
She keeps rolling, more and more. I can help a few I know of, but after that”.what can i do? She will continue to move on to another website, ’cause it makes it all so much easier to pull her scams on the net.
I find myself censoring myself ”“ even here. The bain of the internet, of writing things down, of speaking them out ”“ judgment. Judicial or otherwise.
I want to dog her till the day I die.
And I want a completely different life that doesn’t involve her ”“ but if it must, may she suffer the inconveniences of losing her internet connection ”“ often, her telephone connection daily.
ROWWWWRRRR.I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!