[quote]NikH wrote:
omg. …
omg…
How can MD’s deal with that kind of stuff… “offended” section… [/quote]
I guess their soul was destroyed years ago? I’m not going to look a the “offended” section. I’ve seen things that cannot be unseen… I do not wish to see even worse things.
[quote]DSSG wrote:
[quote]NikH wrote:
omg. …
omg…
How can MD’s deal with that kind of stuff… “offended” section… [/quote]
I guess their soul was destroyed years ago? I’m not going to look a the “offended” section. I’ve seen things that cannot be unseen… I do not wish to see even worse things.[/quote]
They thrive on it, just look at Derek and his morbid fatty pics, he feeds (pun intended) on the disgust.
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]DSSG wrote:
[quote]NikH wrote:
omg. …
omg…
How can MD’s deal with that kind of stuff… “offended” section… [/quote]
I guess their soul was destroyed years ago? I’m not going to look a the “offended” section. I’ve seen things that cannot be unseen… I do not wish to see even worse things.[/quote]
They thrive on it, just look at Derek and his morbid fatty pics, he feeds (pun intended) on the disgust.[/quote]
At his age, Derek forgets things regularly so the fatty pics dont stay with him. Also, some of the medication he is given at the “living center” causes short term memory loss.
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me.
[quote]Cortes wrote:
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me. [/quote]
Really? The roaches are what caught you? Seems like a rather unorthodox one to stop on, any kind of specific reasoning? There’s a delicious looking kind of cooked trilobite further down if that interests you.
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one. Kind of makes me want to unearth their rationale for myself.
Speaking of ogrish, they have a highlighted recording of the Lin Jun murder on there now. As much as I want to be creeped out and horrified by it, the killer (Luka Magnotta) is playing New Order’s “True Faith” in the background. I can’t go five seconds into that video without bursting into laughter, even once the dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism start, I’m still not over the song.
There’s also a poster for Casablanca hanging out in the back wall, which does kind of unnerve me given my interest to film. I don’t know what it is, but it being Casablanca rattles me a lot more than it being any other poster I could think of. I’d find things like Scarface, American Psycho, The Godfather, even Alice In Wonderland kind of ironically humorous, but not Casablanca, not at all.
I distinctly remember there being another video he made of him feeding a small white kitten to a snake. But I’ll be damned if I could find the source. It’s fascinating to see these kinds of things happen, not just to hear about it, but to actually see it take place. I kind of want to know what runs through that kind of brain. The Luka Magnotta, Albert Fish brain.
New Order’s “True Faith” for those unfamiliar. Very good band, very good band indeed. “Blue Monday” might ring some bells for you americanos.
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me. [/quote]
Really? The roaches are what caught you? Seems like a rather unorthodox one to stop on, any kind of specific reasoning? There’s a delicious looking kind of cooked trilobite further down if that interests you.
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one. Kind of makes me want to unearth their rationale for myself.
Speaking of ogrish, they have a highlighted recording of the Lin Jun murder on there now. As much as I want to be creeped out and horrified by it, the killer (Luka Magnotta) is playing New Order’s “True Faith” in the background. I can’t go five seconds into that video without bursting into laughter, even once the dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism start, I’m still not over the song.
There’s also a poster for Casablanca hanging out in the back wall, which does kind of unnerve me given my interest to film. I don’t know what it is, but it being Casablanca rattles me a lot more than it being any other poster I could think of. I’d find things like Scarface, American Psycho, The Godfather, even Alice In Wonderland kind of ironically humorous, but not Casablanca, not at all.
I distinctly remember there being another video he made of him feeding a small white kitten to a snake. But I’ll be damned if I could find the source. It’s fascinating to see these kinds of things happen, not just to hear about it, but to actually see it take place. I kind of want to know what runs through that kind of brain. The Luka Magnotta, Albert Fish brain.
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Too late to reply to the rest, but I used to have a massive, crippling phobia involving any kind of roach, but especially big old winged cockroaches. I am not sure how I acquired it, but I would basically have what I believe amounted to a panic attack anytime I saw one. And the experience would be followed by bad dreams involving the same for at least a week afterward.
Over the past few years, I’ve actually got myself nearly “cured” by sheer force of will and training. I kill those sons of bitches like it’s nobody’s business now, but I still cannot quite abide the idea of actually touching one, skin to wing or exoskeleton. Seeing or thinking about one will absolutely kill my appetite for hours afterward. And I still have to deal with a feeling of low level anxiety for days after seeing one; particularly if the little hellspawn happened to be in my house.
[quote]Cortes wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me. [/quote]
Really? The roaches are what caught you? Seems like a rather unorthodox one to stop on, any kind of specific reasoning? There’s a delicious looking kind of cooked trilobite further down if that interests you.
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one. Kind of makes me want to unearth their rationale for myself.
Speaking of ogrish, they have a highlighted recording of the Lin Jun murder on there now. As much as I want to be creeped out and horrified by it, the killer (Luka Magnotta) is playing New Order’s “True Faith” in the background. I can’t go five seconds into that video without bursting into laughter, even once the dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism start, I’m still not over the song.
There’s also a poster for Casablanca hanging out in the back wall, which does kind of unnerve me given my interest to film. I don’t know what it is, but it being Casablanca rattles me a lot more than it being any other poster I could think of. I’d find things like Scarface, American Psycho, The Godfather, even Alice In Wonderland kind of ironically humorous, but not Casablanca, not at all.
I distinctly remember there being another video he made of him feeding a small white kitten to a snake. But I’ll be damned if I could find the source. It’s fascinating to see these kinds of things happen, not just to hear about it, but to actually see it take place. I kind of want to know what runs through that kind of brain. The Luka Magnotta, Albert Fish brain.
[/quote]
Too late to reply to the rest, but I used to have a massive, crippling phobia involving any kind of roach, but especially big old winged cockroaches. I am not sure how I acquired it, but I would basically have what I believe amounted to a panic attack anytime I saw one. And the experience would be followed by bad dreams involving the same for at least a week afterward.
Over the past few years, I’ve actually got myself nearly “cured” by sheer force of will and training. I kill those sons of bitches like it’s nobody’s business now, but I still cannot quite abide the idea of actually touching one, skin to wing or exoskeleton. Seeing or thinking about one will absolutely kill my appetite for hours afterward. And I still have to deal with a feeling of low level anxiety for days after seeing one; particularly if the little hellspawn happened to be in my house. [/quote]
Hmm, that’s rather interesting. I’m the opposite, I grew up in Oxford and one of my friend’s fathers was an entomologist at one of the universities there. We were young at the time, primary school days, he showed us centipedes and other sorts of insects, even showed us a video he took of a fight between a spider and a centipede for research. We were given deep fried crickets to sample (from what I remember they taste rather bacony), I distinctly remember him showing us and explaining the insides of various insects.
At the end of the day he showed us a tub where he was breeding Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches, and explained their air pressure propulsion through the spiracles in their torso and their different distinctly tonal hisses for various signals. He then offered one to each of us to take home as pets, (there was a surplus of around 60 or more in the tank.) and I, along with others, obliged.
They’re wingless the Madagascan Hissers, but they’re incredibly good at climbing, even surfaces like smooth glass, we had to keep the lid locked tight to assure he wouldn’t scurry away on us. I named him Dorian, after the titular character of the Oscar Wilde novel, although I can’t remember for the life of me why. Dorian lasted quite a while before he died, he was one of the first pets I ever had.
I’ve always been intrigued by insects, or at least the idea of different insect species fighting each other to the death, it’s exhilarating to watch in person. But one of the centipedes at the lab did latch onto my finger and hold on for life. I almost killed the little blighter before my friend’s father managed to coax him off. Never really liked centipedes after that, I find spiders to be a rather shit animal also.
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me. [/quote]
Really? The roaches are what caught you? Seems like a rather unorthodox one to stop on, any kind of specific reasoning? There’s a delicious looking kind of cooked trilobite further down if that interests you.
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one. Kind of makes me want to unearth their rationale for myself.
Speaking of ogrish, they have a highlighted recording of the Lin Jun murder on there now. As much as I want to be creeped out and horrified by it, the killer (Luka Magnotta) is playing New Order’s “True Faith” in the background. I can’t go five seconds into that video without bursting into laughter, even once the dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism start, I’m still not over the song.
There’s also a poster for Casablanca hanging out in the back wall, which does kind of unnerve me given my interest to film. I don’t know what it is, but it being Casablanca rattles me a lot more than it being any other poster I could think of. I’d find things like Scarface, American Psycho, The Godfather, even Alice In Wonderland kind of ironically humorous, but not Casablanca, not at all.
I distinctly remember there being another video he made of him feeding a small white kitten to a snake. But I’ll be damned if I could find the source. It’s fascinating to see these kinds of things happen, not just to hear about it, but to actually see it take place. I kind of want to know what runs through that kind of brain. The Luka Magnotta, Albert Fish brain.
[/quote]
Too late to reply to the rest, but I used to have a massive, crippling phobia involving any kind of roach, but especially big old winged cockroaches. I am not sure how I acquired it, but I would basically have what I believe amounted to a panic attack anytime I saw one. And the experience would be followed by bad dreams involving the same for at least a week afterward.
Over the past few years, I’ve actually got myself nearly “cured” by sheer force of will and training. I kill those sons of bitches like it’s nobody’s business now, but I still cannot quite abide the idea of actually touching one, skin to wing or exoskeleton. Seeing or thinking about one will absolutely kill my appetite for hours afterward. And I still have to deal with a feeling of low level anxiety for days after seeing one; particularly if the little hellspawn happened to be in my house. [/quote]
Hmm, that’s rather interesting. I’m the opposite, I grew up in Oxford and one of my friend’s fathers was an entomologist at one of the universities there. We were young at the time, primary school days, he showed us centipedes and other sorts of insects, even showed us a video he took of a fight between a spider and a centipede for research. We were given deep fried crickets to sample (from what I remember they taste rather bacony), I distinctly remember him showing us and explaining the insides of various insects.
At the end of the day he showed us a tub where he was breeding Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches, and explained their air pressure propulsion through the spiracles in their torso and their different distinctly tonal hisses for various signals. He then offered one to each of us to take home as pets, (there was a surplus of around 60 or more in the tank.) and I, along with others, obliged.
They’re wingless the Madagascan Hissers, but they’re incredibly good at climbing, even surfaces like smooth glass, we had to keep the lid locked tight to assure he wouldn’t scurry away on us. I named him Dorian, after the titular character of the Oscar Wilde novel, although I can’t remember for the life of me why. Dorian lasted quite a while before he died, he was one of the first pets I ever had.
I’ve always been intrigued by insects, or at least the idea of different insect species fighting each other to the death, it’s exhilarating to watch in person. But one of the centipedes at the lab did latch onto my finger and hold on for life. I almost killed the little blighter before my friend’s father managed to coax him off. Never really liked centipedes after that, I find spiders to be a rather shit animal also.[/quote]
I love spiders. We have foot long poisonous centipedes here in Japan that will send you to the hospital. Whatever. I once killed one dead by popping it with a towel and snapback slung it directly toward my screaming wife, haha. I’ll catch almost any bug in my hand. I could probably be convinced to eat a few.
Cockroaches, however, can kiss my ass.
[quote]Cortes wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]Cortes wrote:
I went halfway down that page without much more than a grimace here or there until I hit the bowl of wet roaches and just immediately clicked it off at that.
A good friend of my brother’s is now one of the head coroners for a very large, extremely well known city closely associated with this website. He is covered in tattoos, two full sleeves, and used to have all sorts of stretched piercings and such. He sees some of the vilest stuff imaginable on a daily basis, gets as close as you can to it and mucks around in it (not for play, of course, but you get the idea), and it just doesn’t mess with him. Not one bit.
My brother told me they used to look at ogrish.com and such sites and, while he could handle it, the friend just did not care. Like, a different level of did-not-care. He did not appear to possess that part of the brain that most of the rest of us possess from which arises certain human traits like empathy.
My brother has also provided me with some pretty compelling evidence that this guy is a textbook sociopath. Not a psychopath, just someone who doesn’t possess the feeling we commonly associate with guilt. Actions, particularly those involving women, are rationalized on more of a risk/reward basis, rather than involving any sort of moral center to guide judgment.
This is just a single anecdotal account, but it is interesting to me. [/quote]
Really? The roaches are what caught you? Seems like a rather unorthodox one to stop on, any kind of specific reasoning? There’s a delicious looking kind of cooked trilobite further down if that interests you.
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one. Kind of makes me want to unearth their rationale for myself.
Speaking of ogrish, they have a highlighted recording of the Lin Jun murder on there now. As much as I want to be creeped out and horrified by it, the killer (Luka Magnotta) is playing New Order’s “True Faith” in the background. I can’t go five seconds into that video without bursting into laughter, even once the dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism start, I’m still not over the song.
There’s also a poster for Casablanca hanging out in the back wall, which does kind of unnerve me given my interest to film. I don’t know what it is, but it being Casablanca rattles me a lot more than it being any other poster I could think of. I’d find things like Scarface, American Psycho, The Godfather, even Alice In Wonderland kind of ironically humorous, but not Casablanca, not at all.
I distinctly remember there being another video he made of him feeding a small white kitten to a snake. But I’ll be damned if I could find the source. It’s fascinating to see these kinds of things happen, not just to hear about it, but to actually see it take place. I kind of want to know what runs through that kind of brain. The Luka Magnotta, Albert Fish brain.
[/quote]
Too late to reply to the rest, but I used to have a massive, crippling phobia involving any kind of roach, but especially big old winged cockroaches. I am not sure how I acquired it, but I would basically have what I believe amounted to a panic attack anytime I saw one. And the experience would be followed by bad dreams involving the same for at least a week afterward.
Over the past few years, I’ve actually got myself nearly “cured” by sheer force of will and training. I kill those sons of bitches like it’s nobody’s business now, but I still cannot quite abide the idea of actually touching one, skin to wing or exoskeleton. Seeing or thinking about one will absolutely kill my appetite for hours afterward. And I still have to deal with a feeling of low level anxiety for days after seeing one; particularly if the little hellspawn happened to be in my house. [/quote]
Hmm, that’s rather interesting. I’m the opposite, I grew up in Oxford and one of my friend’s fathers was an entomologist at one of the universities there. We were young at the time, primary school days, he showed us centipedes and other sorts of insects, even showed us a video he took of a fight between a spider and a centipede for research. We were given deep fried crickets to sample (from what I remember they taste rather bacony), I distinctly remember him showing us and explaining the insides of various insects.
At the end of the day he showed us a tub where he was breeding Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches, and explained their air pressure propulsion through the spiracles in their torso and their different distinctly tonal hisses for various signals. He then offered one to each of us to take home as pets, (there was a surplus of around 60 or more in the tank.) and I, along with others, obliged.
They’re wingless the Madagascan Hissers, but they’re incredibly good at climbing, even surfaces like smooth glass, we had to keep the lid locked tight to assure he wouldn’t scurry away on us. I named him Dorian, after the titular character of the Oscar Wilde novel, although I can’t remember for the life of me why. Dorian lasted quite a while before he died, he was one of the first pets I ever had.
I’ve always been intrigued by insects, or at least the idea of different insect species fighting each other to the death, it’s exhilarating to watch in person. But one of the centipedes at the lab did latch onto my finger and hold on for life. I almost killed the little blighter before my friend’s father managed to coax him off. Never really liked centipedes after that, I find spiders to be a rather shit animal also.[/quote]
I love spiders. We have foot long poisonous centipedes here in Japan that will send you to the hospital. Whatever. I once killed one dead by popping it with a towel and snapback slung it directly toward my screaming wife, haha. I’ll catch almost any bug in my hand. I could probably be convinced to eat a few.
Cockroaches, however, can kiss my ass. [/quote]
They’re really not all that bad once you get to know them, mine was a jolly fellow, he’d crawl around his miniature log until he got tired then go to sleep under it. We found him dead under there one day after he’d fallen asleep, was much better than some shitty goldfish.
I don’t think it’s the centipede as an animal in and of itself, but just the memory of it clamping down on my finger when I was younger, it was a pretty non-threatening species though, just got sick of my childish bullshit I guess.
Not a fan of spiders, especially the Brazilian Wandering Spider, just the thought of what that thing’s venom does to the body scares me. Priapism is the result of it’s bite for those who don’t know, and Priapism sounds horrifying.
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
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Yes, you have.
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
[/quote]
Yes, you have. [/quote]
Well, perhaps not as strong a sociopath as I’d like to think. No real Begbie’s, Don Logan’s or Harry Waters’.
I’m not really sure where the barrier ends between someone rightly labelled as a sociopath and someone who’s just an insufferable cunt.
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
[/quote]
Yes, you have. [/quote]
Well, perhaps not as strong a sociopath as I’d like to think. No real Begbie’s, Don Logan’s or Harry Waters’.
I’m not really sure where the barrier ends between someone rightly labelled as a sociopath and someone who’s just an insufferable cunt.[/quote]
Most psychopaths arent.
You are talking about the most extreme forms of cluster B personality disorders, there are others.
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
[/quote]
Yes, you have. [/quote]
Well, perhaps not as strong a sociopath as I’d like to think. No real Begbie’s, Don Logan’s or Harry Waters’.
I’m not really sure where the barrier ends between someone rightly labelled as a sociopath and someone who’s just an insufferable cunt.[/quote]
Most psychopaths aren’t.
You are talking about the most extreme forms of cluster B personality disorders, there are others. [/quote]
Hmm, well that’s rather anti-climactic. I liked it better thinking there was a subset of human beings that were just robotic hate machines with a deep emotional void and a complete neglect of their moral compass. Kind of like the T-800 but with more programmed profanity.
Are the others worth talking about?
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
[/quote]
Yes, you have. [/quote]
Well, perhaps not as strong a sociopath as I’d like to think. No real Begbie’s, Don Logan’s or Harry Waters’.
I’m not really sure where the barrier ends between someone rightly labelled as a sociopath and someone who’s just an insufferable cunt.[/quote]
Most psychopaths aren’t.
You are talking about the most extreme forms of cluster B personality disorders, there are others. [/quote]
Hmm, well that’s rather anti-climactic. I liked it better thinking there was a subset of human beings that were just robotic hate machines with a deep emotional void and a complete neglect of their moral compass. Kind of like the T-800 but with more programmed profanity.
Are the others worth talking about?[/quote]
Insofar as they are just extreme personality types and just like it is very often with other things you see human nature clearer in its extremes… maybe?
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]Big Kahuna wrote:
I’ve never met a sociopath in person, seen a couple documentaries, but never actually known one.
[/quote]
Yes, you have. [/quote]
Well, perhaps not as strong a sociopath as I’d like to think. No real Begbie’s, Don Logan’s or Harry Waters’.
I’m not really sure where the barrier ends between someone rightly labelled as a sociopath and someone who’s just an insufferable cunt.[/quote]
Most psychopaths aren’t.
You are talking about the most extreme forms of cluster B personality disorders, there are others. [/quote]
Hmm, well that’s rather anti-climactic. I liked it better thinking there was a subset of human beings that were just robotic hate machines with a deep emotional void and a complete neglect of their moral compass. Kind of like the T-800 but with more programmed profanity.
Are the others worth talking about?[/quote]
Insofar as they are just extreme personality types and just like it is very often with other things you see human nature clearer in its extremes… maybe?[/quote]
I guess so, but doesn’t the extreme look so much more fun? I loathe the idea, but at the very least they make for some alluring film characters.
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I like how they threw in hitler and stalin at the end for good measure
I seem to have that phobia…I’ve never liked holes in things.
