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.)
I can relate to this post with SUCH depth as my ex asshole showed his colors in this arena when he asked me to cosign a motorcycle for him. Yup…and I told him no. This wasnt such a problem for him though cause, well, he thought if I didnt want to then maybe I would be willing to BUY him a slightly cheaper one, have him make payments to me over a 6 month period, and hey! ‘if we broke up you (me) would make out on the deal cause you (I) could sell it for MUCH more than Id have bought it for.”
You see, I can relate to how insulting these disgusting people are, as clearly in the example, he BELIEVED I was really dumb! He thought he was so slick to try and convince me that it would be an INVESTMENT for me to have him make payments to me…and if we broke up in the meantime, well, I would be making out on the deal!
The rational sounds very clever…if he were trying to convince someone without a Masters Degree plus 26 hours…but he didnt see that. He saw me as a means to an end…I have the money and he has none-I loved him dearly and he liked what I had to offer-I was generous and he was a taker. This scenario played out very systematically in HIS own distorted mind, however, when I said NO I threw him for a loop.
Looking back on things, I will remember that day as being pivotal in my understanding just how dumb he really thought I was…and just how smooth he BELIEVES he is! He prided himself on being a ‘good used car salesman’…which is not his occupation, but in comparing himself to someone sneaky and known to stretch the truth this is who he compared himself to.
I on the other hand looked at him like a juvenile or a child most of the time, particularly when he tried pulling his shit on me. It would piss me off so bad and I never quite understood WHY I would be so mad at his ignorance. Well, that’s just it–he THOUGHT he was smooth as silk in ALL areas of life…and I literally mean ALL areas.
I am, at time, just plain ol disgusted by him. Other times I feel sorry for him because he doenst get how the world sees him. He really believes the world views him as a stellar guy…until you sit with him for any amount of time.
He’s pathetic.
GREAT ARTICLE STEVE.
I HAD TO LOOK UP THE WORD
Noun 1. imperturbability – calm and unruffled self-assurance; “he performed with all the coolness of a veteran”
AND THE ARTICLE MADE SENSE.
ITS SO TRUE… WHEN CONFRONTED WITH THE TRUTH IN HAND . HE WAS CALM AND LOOKED AT ME LIKE I WAS THE CRAZY ONE.
THANK YOU
Tami,
In a way you answered your own question. You said that after you confronted and really pushed him for the truth, none of his answers made any sense to you. In other words even after he had supposidly”come clean” and told the truth (he really didn’t) you still walked away without any clarification.
Like everything else that an s/p/n does even when they are backed into a corner and tell the “truth” they put a “spin” on it.
If someone really COMES clean with you and tells you the truth after a lie they accept full responsibility for that lie. And you “feel” that somehow the wrong (the lie) was made right by both the addmission of the lie and the fact that the person who told you the lie has accepted the responsibility of it. And is sorry.
You never get that from a pathalogical lier. They put more effort into the “spin” of their story. The passing of the blame, or “if that person didn’t do this, I wouldn’t have had to do what I did”…ect. Even if you keep pressuring them for the truth, and FINALLY get it…Your head is spinning.
And you walk away still feeling like they NEVER DID really tell you the truth.
Oh, and by the way…
Yesterday was 12 weeks NC with the ass. Im not gonna say it has been easy…well, its been easy to NOT call, but it hasnt been easy uncovering all the shit…
Im taking it one day at at time and trying my hardest to remember all the crap that I went through…keeping out all the ‘good’-as that was just the rope that was pulling me back
Through this article I also see that a lot of lesser, not-quite-sociopath behaviors are habitual among some of my friends and ex-boyfriends. I wish we could choose to make everyone different and healthy, and never have to work among them, or love them, but unfortunately, we often do. I’m talking not about criminals just slightly broken humans.
The behavior described here is the victimhood script: “I don’t really care what you think of my behavior because I don’t really think much of you. In other words, YOUR opinion doesn’t really matter to me because I am the victim here, and YOU are the perpetrator — because I said so.”
I usually laugh off that routine, don’t apologize at all to this diva, because I see through it as the little manipulative game it is. (Unless, LOL, I am actually the sociopath and don’t think very much of this person. Which I don’t.)
The question for me is: If I’m so smart, why do I keep attracting such “victims” into my life? Why should I be congratulating myself on how little disruption I let them cause — I’m not calling from a motel where I’m hiding out from an ex — when the real question is, Why do I know them in the first place?
It’s really hard to discern our own unconscious patterns, but I’d say this is a pretty strong one for me. Instead of being that sweet, strong, sociopath-bait woman, I’m the hard, strong, opinionated, “thanks-for-sharing” type. (Notice that both are “strong”! Notice how my strength and superior intelligence didn’t help me leave my abusive sister behind years before I did.)
Like one_step-at_a_time, “It didn’t kill me” is kind of my motto. Along with, “I kicked his ass right back.” Perhaps healthy responses — certainly admired around here — but I want to know how to just STOP THE CYCLE before it starts. Or do I have to keep watching the sequels to this movie? Can I just develop a smell-test? Or maybe get over the fantasy that I’m so strong and smart and able to walk away from these idiots — so I don’t have to keep acting it out, proving it.
It may come down to just an “energy” thing. What kind of energy do we attract with our energy?
Victimhood energy attracts victims who are really just perpetrators. Sociopaths.
Basically, what would a preemptive attitude look like? What kinds of amazing people never fall for this crap, even a little, even to win against it or brag about how great they were at “handling” these jerks?
Not an accident that my favorite past career was as legal secretary to some really abusive lawyers. I was proud of my ability to fight them off and make them behave and actually like it. Finally, in looking for my next job, the interviewers kept asking me how much abuse I could take because this guy was a “screamer.” I said, screamers are a specialty! I just fix it. I make it better, make it work, inside of a week. That wasn’t the right answer. They wanted an “enabler” — I was so proud I wasn’t that! — but maybe I’m an enabler of a different kind. The kind who gets off on the fight, the drama. Talking tigers down from trees.
I’m also really proud of an incident where one guy thought that, because he got me drunk, I had no more brain cells left and he could take me to a hotel. I told him no, meant it, and was very emphatic about it (and, duh, remember it all very clearly). And he still paid for a cab to “another bar across town,” ushered me into a hotel lobby, and actually thought I would keep going right into the elevator. I kept going all right . . . right through to the other street entrance and all the way to the train home. It speaks to just how stupid a sociopath thinks everyone else is.
It’s been fun playing these little head-games, but . . . I’d like to stop being so proud of them and learn how to avoid going there in the first place.
Mine became increasingly controlling and aggressive towards me as the relationship progressed, especially when I would try to leave.
I became afraid of him.
He was NOTHING like the person I met in the beginning.
During the course of my ordeal, I realized that I was involved with a man who hated women.
By the end, I finally understood that it was ME that he hated.
Some of these disordered personalities can be very IMPULSIVE, and that really scares me.
I think we should always be careful when confronting these individuals. You just never know if they are going to give you a line of crap, or try to kill you. I’m not even kidding right now.
I’ll never forget back in 1997, when Andrew Cunanan went on a nation-wide killing spree. He’s the one who killed Gianni Versace in Miami, before killing himself.
I think it’s important to remember that Cunanan’s first murder victim in that killing spree was his FRIEND, Jeffrey Trail, in Minneapolis, MN on April 25, 1997.
Dear Aeylah, NOPE, you do NOT deserve the skillet, you deserve a pat on the back for l2 weeks of NC, that’s the hardest part…but now you are over it, that first two weeks, and each day you are STRONGER and molre POWERFUL, yah! you are getting there!!!!!! TOWANDA!!!
Roby, you deserve a TOWANDA too for 12 weeks of NC!!! Way to go girlfriend!!!! That’s the spirit, it actually kills them inside when they can no longer control us and NC is the ULTIMATE CONTROL FOR US!!!!
Sometimes they discard us and go NC with us to make us suffer, my egg donor did that before she decided since her P-buddies duped and robbed her that she wanted me back….NOPE! TOOOOOO late! I am in control NOW! I am the one doing NC. I won’t let her get to me any more. I’m sure she thinks that I will “come round” if she waits long enough, because that is what always happened in the past, but you know, she will be 81 in April, I wonder how LONG SHE CAN WAIT! I have no intention of even attending her memorial service which will be pretty sketchy I imagine, only distant cousins if any are still alive and a neighbor or two.
Yes that calm rational logical attitude in the midst of a self created crisis – I can so relate to that. He shrugged everything off – the electricity is about to be cut off for non payment? “Relax – I’ll call them.” Of course he never would. Same with the bank if the mortgage wasn’t paid due to his spending … “I’ll pay them next week” – NO you don’t negotiate with banks about when you feel like paying them – they TELL YOU when to pay them. He never took the consequences of his actions seriously – not once.
And there he would be accusing me of being dramatic or a worrier or neurotic while he cruised by in oblivion about the chaos he was causing. What utter arrogance. I actually tried repeatedly to explain the gravity and serious repercussions of what he was doing, but he wouldn’t listen. He would roll his eyes and walk off as though I was making things worse than they actually were. I was the only one with a handle on reality and he discredited that making out I was crazy for imagining there would be consequences and serious ones for unpaid debts.
As I look back now I see why it was so hard to get out. It was one financial crisis after another and all created by him and his selfish spending. There was never any money and I think that is part of their modus operandi – keep us poor so there is never any possibility of leaving. What bastards.
Oxy:
I have begun to feel the ‘discarding’, I think. It didnt dawn on me that that was being done until today. I have asked a few times what people ‘thought’ about him not trying to contact me AT ALL these past twelve weeks. The reason I ask is this…I have a bag of his belongings, which may not sound like much. There is a pair of shoes in there that he paid alot of money for…it surprises me that he wouldnt want these belongings back, particularly the shoes.
After some thought and help from ErinBrock it is clear to me that he IS leaving his belongings here so he has a REASON to contact me…in the future. Its one foot in still.
On the other hand, as you wrote, he could be ‘disciplining’ me by discarding me as punishment…not realizing I ALREADY STOPPED TALKING TO HIM FOR GOOD! (that’s my power and control I have). What you said makes sense though…it very easily could be a punishment for not ‘apologizing’ and at the same time an ‘in’ to my life when he’s done doing whatever he’s doing.
Thanks, everyone, for your generous comments. I’m so glad the article resonates. Your feedback inspires me on many levels.