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.)
tami: yes, I think it is quite an ordinary MO. The spath that i tangled with, made up new lies, to ‘reveal’ as the truth.
I listened one night as she went through hours of trying to figure out what i would accept as the ‘new truth’. And, I did find out that that everything she said, absolutely fucking EVERYTHING was a lie.
Once I even got “see, I’m NOT perfect like YOU thought”. – I got something VERY similar to this once. i called her out on a lie – and she said, ‘I didn’t say that, you assumed that, cause that’s what you wanted to believe.’ yah, right, uh huh.
they are a bit ‘fun house’ if we can really develop an understanding of all the tricks they pull; like watching a very very bad evil clown. hmm, now i know why all those clown thrillers so effectively scare people.
tami,
They are incredibly arrogant creatures. In a twisted cruel way they will even tell you “the truth” as a way to exonorate themselfves from any wrong doing, knowing that they are hurting you and give themselves the license to keep on doing it.
My ex-NS did this!!!! just recently (before I gave him the boot for the last time)……he told me that his new “healthy approach to our relationship was to be transparent in everything”…..so when he told me the “truth” that yes, he had cheated on me, and yes he had just entertained another woman at his house and finally when he said…”I’m having dinner with an “old friend” this Friday night, so I’m not available for you”, he thought it was perfectly okay to do just that becaue he “told the truth”….regardless of the consequence to me.
Fact is when I blew up at this and let him know how hurt I was that he was with other women….he told me I was “over reacting” and that from “now on I”m not going to be honest with you about who I see because you cant handel the truth”!!!!!!!!!
a complete mind F@.......%&k!!!!
I am just starting to figure out ..he may have sabotaged a couple of my jobs in the past, and any information they have will be used against us huh ..one I was laid off/fired from the other I transfered on my own after he called to snitch me out to my boss after he devalued and discarded me for OW and I got her # and called from work on my lunch break….found out where they lived, Oh she had a pool…..yeah because he smeared me…what a piece of s—t…..I am analyzing every detail of my on and off time with him and it just gets nastier….why would someone want to totally f—k up someone’s life on purpose? because they have no life of their own?
Excellent article Steve….
Imperturbability…as it was in my case, REVOLVED ON HOW MUCH HE COULD HE GET AWAY WITH ….WHILE TELLING ME THE “TRUTH” ….and then watching me squirm with horror and pain…..Twisting it all around that the I couldn’t handle the “truth” ….THEY SIMPLY DONT CARE!
Sometimes, it has been my experience that they will tell the “truth” IF they think it will “benefit” them, because then they can go into a PITY PLAY which sometimes works to get the victim to “forgive” them and put it into the “past” and never bring it up again, EVEN WHEN THEY CONTINUE that same kind of behavior.
There is some “unwritten” rule that we can’t “fight about the past” even when there is an OBVIOUS PATTERN FROM PAST BEHAVIOR TO CURRENT BEHAVIOR. It is like we are supposed to have AMNESIA for whatever they did in the past, and they get a CLEAN SLATE to start over with New abusive behavior.
Well, it shoulldn’t work that way I think. The BEST indicator of future behavior is past behavior. A few people change, but if you see a PATTERN, that is what is going to go on in the future.
If a person is a habitual lliar, or lies when they get caught to try to “cover up,” you can expect lies in the FUTURE even if you “forgive and forget” this one and give them back your trust. People who “man up” to what they have done and actively show REGRET and shame, they might have a chance, but the psychopath fakes shame and wants PITY….for their bad acts. NOPE–I have NO MORE PITY FOR ANYONE. I have compassion for those who deserve it, but no pity and no compassion for those who don’t deserve it. It has taken me a long time to get here, but when I see the PATTERNS, and look at the big picture—I’lll save my compassion and my pity for the people in Hati and other places who deserve it, but not for those who use and abuse.
…..and this behavior is what passes as love.
Right on Oxy,
and I unfortunatly played into the PITY PLAY again! I forgave when he underwent prostate surgery and said he had the epiphany realizing he had to change his bad behaviour because life was too precous to keep doing things the way he was.
He was being HONEST at that point. Ironic……because his new realized self lasted only 3 months, and then he used the HONESTY of his medical circumstance to exploit me and betray all over again.
I deserve the proverbial iron skillet on my head for going back….again…..but now I’m NS free with NC for the past 2 weeks, and intend to make this the last time.
“The truth” for the monster in my life simply meant saying the nastiest and most hurtful things to one’s face. For example, a good friend of ours was overweight. The monster would carry on and on and on about “fat people,” “fat slobs” “fat pigs” and the like in the guy’s presence. When I would call him on it, he would say “well, I’m being honest and he shouldn’t be offended because he’s fat.” He would do the same thing to me and tell me that I “looked like shit” and then laugh and say, “well, you do. That [dress/shirt/skirt/pants] don’t look good on you and you look like shit, I’m just being honest.” For everything else, however, he couldn’t tell the truth if it killed him. When I faced him with facts, he had one of two reactions: (1) he would look me straight in the eye, deny it and call me crazy or (2) tell me that it was my fault and I made him do it (i.e. pornography). That man is such a liar that he can pass a lie detector test with flying colors.
Spirit: this article by Steve really explains it to me. This part of my response to being spathed is probably one of the most difficult for me: humiliation. I feel humiliated because I now know that all that laughter was AT me. I am holding the feeling of humiliation at bay, until I can safely feel it deeply, and release it.
I once hit somehow for pushing a humiliation button in me. I have hit three people in my life (although i am sure there were some sandbox tussles):
– the bully in grade 5, who had bullied me for a year st8t, I smacked her twice and ran;
– my mom, i hit her back once when I was a teenager, and it stopped her escalating controlling behavior that was becoming physically abusive;
– and this x who was incredibly dysfunctional.
She had laughed in my face about something from our relationship. I didn’t even think, I just punched her. That was 20 years ago. Point is, even having my N x’s fist in front of my face this time last year, didn’t cause me to get physical (i just promised to lay charges. if she would have touched me i would have defended myself – i was about 1 foot away from my favorite cast iron pot and i suspect I would have beaned her with it. she was extremely strong and should might have hurt me badly if she had let that first punch fly). but i digress.
humiliation – is the one thing I realized could trigger me instantaneously. and here it is – spathed. lied to. deceived. laughed at. humiliated. I actually FELT BETTER when i figured out that she was a spath, had conned me completely and intentionally AND is a PRO with 30 some years of this exact sort of con behind her. Guess she’s not quite as smart as SHE would like to believe – she keeps rehashing the same story with variations.
And there is ALWAYS a consensus amongst the sock puppets (there are always many) that her main character IS THE SMARTEST. Yup, she’s smarter than her own sock puppets! Stupid, stupid woman.
humiliated. and IT DIDN’T KILL ME. HAH!!!
Worst fear experienced. Didn’t kill me. Another one of those ‘presents’ from he spath. (presents like, cat ‘hairball’ kinda presents).
I love this article. I really love this article!!
Dear Steve, I can so relate! My father was always “the rock in the perturbation” but in the same time the cause of the whole turmoil! He was commiting crimes, putting us in very dire situations, and he was expecting from us to help him,. bail him out and rescue him without him being any help with it.
First I thought he was a really RELIABLE rock, and protecting and helping to get over the worst as he always was standing quietly in the middle of the room, arms crossed, while we were seeking passports, his army documents, the purse, keys etc, and he constantly said “All will pass/ come forward/ get o. K.”; but he was the cause of it all!!! (he was so unorderly!)
It was him sitting patiently, quietly in the eye of the hurricane, and we as a family swirling around him trying to placate the winds he created with his remarks, acts, deeds. Of course we succeeded almost always and his words were the bare truth, TRUST ME!!! ALL WILL BE O.K. We became really good as his rescue squad! (I was the designated finder of the keys, passports, documents, food, cigarettes, clothes, shoes, you name it. I was always on hyperalert mode.) Now I feel ridiculed for having been his most obedient servant and him being the king getting what he was entiteld anyway!
My mom and my sister had to bail him out with hefty sums of money several times, and he still continues his dangerous play! But they play no more, or try to. He is still doing dangerous things I do not want to know about!
He got rid of most of our money by now.
He is so clever and above all us basic human lives! We are so boring! (oh yea, and he kept telling us that “He was not as perfect as we thought he was!” That meant we had to help him getting out of some difficult situation- but he is still WAY more perfect than we ever may try to acchieve!!)
I was always like a hornet, very nervous. I wanted to learn to be “cold blooded” as I think it is a great thing to be “above the things”, and to be kind of like him (a mere faded copy!) took me almost thirty months of hard anesthesia internship including many many successful reanimation situations to get a kind of near to the cold blooded state my father had as an inborn quality!
Therefore I also can relate to this article, as I feel validated for my efforts to get to this state of “being a rock” myself. I just have to find the button to make this quality available for myself!
Thanks Steve for yet another great article!
PS I decided to go for partnership without my mother’s money. Be rock enough for myself!