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  • Tina (GeneticPsychosMom) 11:12 on January 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply
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    I am a Child Psychopath 

    Child on a balcony

    {No Empathy, No Conscience}

    Basically I’ve always known I was different, like I’ve always felt it around other people. It’s never bothered me, but I’ve just never understood what/why exactly this was? A couple of days ago I was on my laptop and I randomly got onto some article about psychopathy. I read it and certain things caught my eye so I looked up more about it, and the more I read about psychopathy, the more I recognised a large part of me in it – checklist after checklist. I’m only 13 so there’s not many online tests made for children but I grew more interested and took a bunch anyways. (I know self-tests are pretty much invalid) On this self-test Hare thing I tested positive for psychopathy and ASPD on psymed, just a bunch of high numbers repeatedly. (I tried levenson as many people recommended it, it let me take it but my results would not load) especially seeing as I was not even qualified to answer a large amount of questions because they were for adults with a lot more life experience.

    Now to go back and build up from the start. From around age 2, I was a terribly behaved child. I’d scream and throw the worst tantrums through the age of 8. These weren’t average child tantrums, they were everyday over everything and my parents were really worried. My parents still continue to be worried about me because of how I behave a lot. I don’t throw fits anymore but I still lash out when I don’t get my way. In fact, that’s really the only time I ever cry – out of anger / frustration when somethings not going my way. So I guess this is the bad childhood behaviour. I read a lot about animal abuse being a factor of psychopathy but for me it’s been the opposite. I prefer animals to people, they’re easier to understand and control and are never a problem or obstacle for me. I don’t have to fake anything in front of an animal, it’s easier. I spend more time at home in my room with my dog than with my family. I don’t see any reason to want to hurt an animal.

    My favourite part of the Internet is the easy fun in using fake identities, and hurting/manipulating/lying to gullible others. When I’m using a fake identity it’s usually one where I know I’ll attract a lot of attention. I’ve got an account where I pretend to be a small (but loved by a bunch of girls my age ) actor. I like having the upper hand, it’s hilarious fooling these dumb girls into thinking I’m actually him cos then I can insult or get fake angry with one of them and their sad desperate reactions are really entertaining. I also do the same thing to boys, I’ll use a model’s picture and they trip over themselves to message me and send me pictures which I can use to mortify them.

    People on the Internet are really stupid and it’s a fun place when I’m bored. It’s not too bad having fake identities in real life too. I’ve always had a lot of school trouble (school’s extremely boring and I choose not to pay attention. Like I know I could do better, I just don’t want to.i don’t need schooling.) I’m in my 7th school now and pretty much every school I make a new identity for myself. A new background story about my life, why I switched schools, and my family. Kids in my year will find it interesting, feed into it and fall all over me.

    I hate liars but I love lying. Probably cos everybody else is a shit liar but I’m always the best. I can catch when anybody’s being fake about something or when they’re lying but nobody can catch me. I do enjoy pretending to believe other people’s lies for a bit, and I make sure to have solid proof against them all. (People tend to lie a lot to me, I play gullible. I’ve found they got cocky when they think I believe them, so they spread these lies to everybody else which only makes it more easy to hurt them.) Once I’m bored of somebody I’ll expose and mortify them. I love watching them scramble. It’s the best form of entertainment for me. I’m also Great at spotting people’s weaknesses and desires so that makes it easier for me to gain power over others. I play a bunch of other manipulating games, whether in my head (like fake plotting against people I imagine ) or in real life. So this is the manipulating, not caring about others part.

    Now to the topic of emotions as I know that’s a major part. I’ve always been able to read what somebody is feeling and sort of identify it, but I just can’t understand/feel it myself. Like I know I’ve got basic feelings, sadness, anger, happiness, humour and boredom but that’s pretty much it. I’m great at pretending other emotions though, acting how I should. I think I learnt that from my mother, like I began with pretending to be guilty or remorseful because I knew I wouldn’t get in as much trouble when I did something bad. It’s become almost natural, subconscious. I’ll laugh at a joke if other people find it funny, I’ll be grossed out if others are, I’ll smile, even cry, anything. I reflect it on the outside as an instinct but on the inside I feel none of it, like empty. I just don’t.

    I’ve had friends come and go, I’ve just never actually cared about them. They occupy me when I’m bored. But they don’t mean something to me. The only people I’ve ever cared for/trusted are my family. I love them. While, I think I do. Like As much as I can. Like i read about actual love and it doesn’t make sense to me. It’s like I have my own version of love which is caring for them, and I’ll help them for no reason if they ask because they’re my family. But really the only thing that could happen to them where I’d cry and feel truly sad is death. Anything else doesn’t effect me inside really.

    Regret wise, I only feel regret if I did something that’s now going to negatively effect me. But usually I’ll blame somebody else for it because more often people are stupid and make mistakes that might effect me. Plus it’s easy to blame others. I don’t do things that would hurt me only because of that – they would hurt ME. For example, I wouldn’t smash my father’s favourite mug if he annoyed me because I know I’d face serious punishment. But if somebody else smashed it I wouldn’t give a shit. I don’t think I’ve ever felt guilty, and I don’t see the point in why people are guilty for something.

    I also don’t understand empathy. Like I don’t even have anything to say about it because none of it really makes sense to me, although as far as I know I guess I’ve done an ok job faking it. I’ve also got an incredibly short fuse anger wise, like little things can set me off. I mean really, before i read more about psychopathy, emotional reactions like these, to benefit others…well i don’t know quite how to put it into words, but I never thought to really realise that I don’t genuinely feel it, that everybody’s reacting like this because they feel it, I am because I have to.

    Humour wise, only one person shares my same sense of humour. Because of this I almost created another one, I’ll make jokes i don’t find funny but I know people around me would. Besides my family, other people don’t matter much. Like they either benefit me, or they don’t. If they’re not helping me they just sit there and exist. I don’t care what happens to them, I don’t care about their lives, their rights, their feelings. If I ever needed to eliminate somebody (I don’t mean kill) to get something I wanted I would. I also read about relationships. For me it’s always been that I can’t ever see myself in a long-term relationship, like I don’t get it. You get what you want from somebody in a short amount of time, why stay together still?

    Future wise, I guess I fit into what people would say is ‘unrealistic’ as so many people have told me I am but to me it’s really not. I want to go into the film, tv, chef or journalism industry. I know I have the skills I need already for all of those. I won’t need good grades, I have natural talent. Like other people have to work harder because they aren’t actually good at these things, they don’t have what I have. Like I know I’ll make it.

    A bunch of other things. (I’m not sure if all of these have to do with psychopathy, I don’t know much about this however I would like to learn. I’m just mentioning everything I can think of that might give more info.) Another thing to mention is that I am aware I’m superior/feel superior to others. Like I’m not bothered by anything anybody says, or anybody’s opinions or anything. Mostly it’s because like it feels like everybody’s just beneath me, just less intelligent and wasteful and I just don’t care and never have. Everybody else is so sensitive and concerned with all these different things that I’ve never cared about, they’re weaker and I know I’m better than almost everybody I meet, no matter how old they are. Another thing I’m aware of that I do is I fake care about things for attention, especially from my parents. Like my parents a lot of the time think I’m sensitive because I’ve made it so that I cry at things like dead rats and stuff. I’m not sure why, I just like the attention I get from it, and it makes it easier to get things I want.

    At the same time there are a lot of things where I feel I fit in normally naturally. (Again I don’t know much about psychopathy so I don’t know if psychopaths feel these things or enjoy certain things normally as well) For one, I could never see myself as a criminal, and I’d never want to be one. I’d never commit a serious crime. I’m not saying I wouldn’t hurt people, but I wouldn’t do something that would land me in jail for a long time. I really enjoy acting and have always participated in school drama clubs.

    The specific careers I’m interested in are acting, directing, producing, cooking, or also ive been getting into forensics recently. I also love films, tv, and music although I’m extremely picky with music I listen to and tv shows I’ll watch. The only tv shows I’ve followed and enjoyed are pretty little liars, gossip girl, friends (friends is actually pretty much the only tv program I’ve ever seen that I find genuinely funny, I laugh pretty much every time I watch it) and wicked city.

    With music it’s hard for me to find songs I genuinely like, but once I do I can’t stop listening. I went through a huge one direction obsession around the same time all the girls in my grade were, and I mean huge although it’s died down now haha. Film wise I love horror films best (while, based on the few horror films I like which are the conjuring and the insidious films, most of the rest of them are crap.) none of the gore has ever bothered me in any way, I’m not sure why it bothers others (my brother cant even look at blood without feeling sick) but I enjoy pretty much any film as long as it’s not predictable. I can tolerate a lot of gory stuff, and I’ve also got an extremely high pain tolerance, my mother always says if something can hurt me then she knows it’s got to hurt a hell of a lot.

    Although I don’t have any true bonds or friendships, I still enjoy like going out with girls from school , I’m invited out a lot and occasionally I’ll hang out with people who I can tolerate and have a few decent conversations. although I only really have fun with my older sister. She shares my sense of humour and we relate a lot to each other, she’s the only person I can truly be ‘myself’ with so if I’m with somebody, it’s usually going to be her. I mean I’m not a people person in general.

    I also forgot to mention that I do have a nice home, and although my mother has definite verbal issues when speaking to us (I mean she swears a lot, it’s pretty bad. It’s never really affected me, but my brother is always brought to tears from it) I have never been physically abused.

    In the end, I’m just curious to know what all of this means. I know there are many psychologists and psychopaths who use Quora, and reading through answers have been very helpful to me. I’m content with life, and like I said, none of this truly bothers me. I just want to know what all of this sounds like to people. Maybe it sounds like something totally different than I thought? ( I definitely don’t want to talk about this with a therapist, or my parents as a lot of negative things could come from that, it wouldn’t help me at all also I’m too young for a diagnosis anyway.) I know this was really long, I just had a lot to write so I could give people a good sense of everything.

    Excerpted and only partially edited for readability from Quora.com “Based on the details in the link below, am I a psychopath?

    Photo courtesy Theo K

    Read Amazon books Handbook of Child and Adolescent Psychopathy

    Search tem: Are there psychopathic children?

    For more information about psychopathy:  TED-Ed Lesson “What is a psychopath?


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    • Fran Nowve 14:25 on January 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for this article and for the link to Amazon to get the Handbook of Child and Adolescent Psychopathy. I’ve never seen a book on this subject again.

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    • Stan Rutgers 19:05 on January 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      We should find anyone we think fits this profile and lock them in a dungeon and starve them to death. Let’s show them who the real psychopaths are!


      • James 04:24 on January 6, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Well, yes. Suggestions like that would tend to make you look like a psychopath to most people.

        But I know you’re just a filthy, scared little boy pretending to be a man (hell, you probably even have a man’s intellect and body, but you’re still just a little toddler inside), whose one slavish impulse is to lash out at anything different, all because you’re terrified that the monsters under your bed are real, and even more afraid that you may be like them.

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    • Joe 14:58 on January 6, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Youre a smart little lady. I am impressed with your writing skills. Good for yoy for recognizing this in yourself. Most make the mistake of believing that psychopathy is limited to serial killers. There are psychpaths who never ruin anyones life or murder a single soul. There is a huge misconception out there. But beware… People are ready to fire up the pyres to burn anyone they suspect of it. There is a witch hunt going on. Be careful who you reveal this to. There are truly insane people out there. Like the guy a couple posts above.

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    • Robyn 00:21 on January 10, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Seems like it’s just a big trolling put-on. I mean, they outright said they like to lie and pretend and get people to react, so this seems right up their alley on that line of thought. If they are actually concerned and smart enough to write all that out, and hit on so many marks that are written about psychopaths/sociopaths, then they surely have read that their take on life can be problematic and much different than others, and they don’t need anyone else’s opinions about it, after all, we’d all be beneath them intellectually, right? They already said they didn’t care what anyone else felt or thought, so wouldn’t be here asking now would they? Enjoy the ride people, you are being played.

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    • Anonymous 19:19 on January 11, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I’m a psychologist and sorry to disappoint you, you’re not a sociopath. Just an asshole kid.


    • CAT 07:25 on January 27, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      The psychopathic child here says ” i don t have a conscience, i can do what i want.” meaning : i m better than the rest of you stupid people and i m an expert in manipulation, mean tricks, lies, stealing peace and hapiness. I can use people and break their spirit, by that time i ll be of making new friends.


      • nowve666 15:05 on January 27, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I don’t think people’s spirit can be broken unless they allow it to happen. But you apparently take offense by someone proclaiming herself a psychopath. Quel damage!


      • James 09:04 on January 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Jealousy… doesn’t it just burn?


    • Jennifer Hildebrand 13:10 on February 18, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Wow… Good for you, for researching and admitting this… I’m intrigued and definitely interested in following your journey. You know that the first step to solving a problem is identifying it, and admitting it! Anyways, I just wanted to say thank you for your honesty and courage! ❤


    • James 01:17 on March 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I have posted something like this too, aside from preferring to be around animals. I hurt them. Anyways, I learned not to ask on the Internet. People don’t seem to understand that we were asking a actual question.


    • Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate....Ivonne's Journey 01:38 on January 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I do not believe this was written by a 13 year old child. Sure it was written by someone who is a sociopath but not a 13 year old. Someone older pretending to be younger looking for reactions and narc supply.


      • @GeneticPsycho (Tina) 06:41 on January 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        You probably don’t know a lot of psychopaths. They make their own rules from an early age and keep lots of secrets. My daughter is a psychopath and she could have easily written this. I used to be completely shocked by some of her writing until I learned all (too much) about psychopathy.

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    • nowve666 09:56 on January 3, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I also think a thirteen-year-old could have written what she wrote. I remember when I was 13. I was what one could call “precocious.” I read Dostoevsky and had a very secret world. I let people “in” by giving them roles in the games I played, unbeknownst to them. 😉


  • Tina (GeneticPsychosMom) 17:08 on December 29, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    What Would a Psychopath Do? A Victim Tells 


    In response to Daca’s letter, “Dear Chump Lady, He apologized to the OW for not leaving me”:

    Someone who wants to keep things secret – and who has successfully done so for so long – doesn’t just accidentally leave his email open one day when he goes out of town, leaving you unfettered access.

    Until I went No Contact, I didn’t realize that many of my discoveries were orchestrated. He would “accidentally” leave his Facebook account open, his phone unlocked, etc. It was part of the mindfuck – always just enough information to make me feel crazy while allowing him to rage about my “trust issues” when confronted. He got to feel important in a very sick way for a very long time.

    Your husband set this one up, Daca. That’s my theory.

    I’m really sorry you’re going through this. I don’t have any advice to give you, since it took me a really long time to leave and it’s too fresh for me to make sense of yet. But I remember those days/nights of feeling sick to my stomach, so anxious I’d be shaking, knowing a huge blowout was coming if I confronted him on what new information I’d found. But I could never stay silent and he would be steadfast in his lies; I once had an email from one of many OW admitting to sex and he still called me crazy and denied it all. On top of it, he’d turn it all around, literally screaming about how awful I was and how much he hated me until I would relent to salvage my own shards of sanity for just that day. Then he’d punish me with distance I could never breach, no matter how much I begged. Your letter takes me back to those sad days and I’m really sorry that you had such a terrible Christmas, knowing what you faced. Just know you’re not alone.

    I also 100% understand your paralysis. Leaving three years after Discovery Day was like chewing off my own arm – I didn’t want to do it (still don’t) and was desperate to find signs of change in his every action, even to the bitter end. It’s so counterintuitive to suddenly grow boundaries and standards after years of neglecting them, especially when we’ve been so isolated. I don’t know about you, but I spent a lot of time lying to other people about the marriage, since I knew I’d come off as unstable if they knew what I had put up with for so long. It’s too “heavy” for the good, normal people to see the inside of such a sick relationship so their typical reaction is to run. The average person doesn’t get the whole sociopath, narcissist thing – they dismiss cheating and the associated gaslighting as you being bitter, at fault, etc. You learn to stay silent and keep your distance.

    So then you’re left with having to muster incredible, super-human strength at your lowest point with nowhere to turn anymore. You have to dust off the boundaries and self-worth you perhaps never even had in the first place in a really isolated place, giving up everything you know to leave someone you still love. You have to call lawyers, fight over assets, move, sell the house, explain to children and loved ones, all while struggling to keep a job and not simply roll over and die. Then you have to weather life alone and suddenly have to do everything you’d previously shared responsibility for, even it if was with a total asshole, alone – from carrying groceries and sharing bills to decorating the Christmas tree and planning for retirement. It’s fucking brutal and breathtaking in its pain. And as the final act of cruelty, you get to watch your former spouse, the person who had promised to love you forever, skip into the sunset with their true love while you contemplate spending life alone. You realize you probably never really meant anything to your X anyway and all your suffering was for nothing – they just picked up and soldiered on to their next target(s) with their laserbeam of sparkles in tow, like the past decade or two meant nothing.

    I don’t have any answers for you but there are many people on Chumplady.com who have been through all of that and have come out the other side.Their mightiness and clarity is what keeps me coming back to Chump Nation. Today is six weeks of No Contact for me. It’s sick and counterproductive, but, I still check out his social media and am heartbroken with every stupid Instagram picture of him having fun in his new fabulous life, each eliciting dozens of “likes” from his followers. Yup, I’ll just eat my oatmeal alone this morning in my tiny apartment with nowhere to be and no one to see.

    All that being said, one thing I think about on my better days, and it may help you, is that staying meant I would never have been OK – ever. As Chump Lady says, this pain is finite. I’d still be waking up at 3 a.m. in a panic, knowing I had to get out. The devil I knew was still the devil. I’d still be engaged in the battle for remorse and change, trying to extract love from someone who had none for me. I’d still be begging for affection (literally), trying to convince him I was worth loving through years of fruitless efforts – I think we saw four therapists in the past decade, maybe more.

    Stone cold - uncaringNothing worked – not therapy, or vacations, or new lingerie. I couldn’t love him out of it, I couldn’t hate him out of it, I couldn’t cry him out of it, or beg enough, or try hard enough, or pull another 360, or dye my hair a different colour, or lose weight, or get a better job, or find more friends, or wear better clothes, feign indifference, pretend it never happened, pretend to be cool with it, and on and on. I kept getting angrier and older, farther down the rabbit hole. And he was OK with it all. He was, frankly, very Meh about me, as long as I didn’t encroach too much on his space with my expectations. He was OK watching me slowly wither and die.

    Eventually, I faced a decision. It was like that movie, 127 Hours: cut off my own arm [my husband] to save my life or die stuck. I definitely wish I didn’t have to make it. But I have my dignity and a second chance now. It’s up to me to make something of it.

    Excerpt from a comment by Sad in Seattle on Chumplady.com “Dear Chump Lady, He apologized to the OW for not leaving me”

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  • James 11:13 on November 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Everyday narcissism 

    In which a psychopath laughs as some empathetic people show off their inner narc.

    And the award for most tactful photograph goes to…


    “We all go a little bit mad sometimes”, so said the totally non-psycho Psycho Norman Bates. I had managed to reach my 20th year without ever having the twist to Hitchcock’s horror classic spoiled, so was genuinely gobsmacked when ‘Mother’ finally showed up. If nothing else, Norm taught us that under every seemingly normal person’s façade, there could be some craziness hidden deep.

    Except sometimes it’s not very well hidden, and is not usually at the level of stabbing women in the bath, or similar depths of depravity. Most commonly, it shows itself as narcissistic dickishness.

    You know the type I mean, he takes delight in getting one over on you, and loves nothing better than a nice gloat, while cackling away like a horny witch. Or is that just me?

    The point is, we are living in an increasingly narcissistic society. We need to have the latest iPhone, the best clothes, the biggest, coolest / most environmentally-friendly car (depending on your clique); we take selfies, and our online worth is decided entirely on how many ‘likes’ we get. But there are still some instances of inflated ego that come from otherwise normal people, which can make even me stop and stare.

    Such as the people who take it upon themselves to talk badly about people they don’t know, judging others based on no evidence whatsoever except it feels good to tear them down. This can come in the form of cyberbullying (teenagers are actually killing themselves over comments from strangers online), street harassment (we’ve all seen the videos: ‘woman walks through NYC‘, ‘Jew walks through Paris‘), or even just a series of idiotic comments on social media (such as deciding to push a string of nonsensical, depraved and increasingly desperate arguments attempting to undermine the credibility of others, for two entire days, while allegedly being a busy young mother and student) that are all about one person putting another down in order to feel better about themselves.

    Or people who engage in ‘mine’s bigger than yours’ dick-swinging. At a recent dinner party, my father (not a narc or an ‘opath) made a bit of a fool of himself bragging about how much pension he is paid. He went on to say knowingly that for a good meal at a fancy restaurant, “we’re talking up to £40 per head”, which is about 57€ or US $61. Someone else chipped in that such an amount is “chicken feed” and that for his wife’s 60th birthday, he had forked out £150 (in total, so depending on the number of people the actual per head ratio might have been much smaller than 40 quid. Even £75 each for two of them, while on the expensive side, is not exactly going to get you the Ritz treatment). My dad, keen not to be outdone even though the guy was obviously just trying to mock him, spluttered “well the really good place near us, the hotel, I’ve taken Julie (my mum) and James there and I’ve often paid £300 for just one meal”, which is absurd and untrue.  How stupid and petty. But it is, nonetheless, a funny example of people trying to outdo one another over money.

    Sweet obliviousness

    Or the people who exploit worthy causes to make themselves look better. You know the type I mean. They share and re-share the same viral posts from ‘social justice warriors’ and hate on and shame those with differing opinions. Feminism, anti-racism, sexual and gender freedom… equality in general, these are good things, but they become tainted when they are hijacked by people who care not about the issues, but about showing how enlightened and superior they are.

    That is why some of these ‘progressives’ are so aggressive to anyone with differing opinions, because to argue with them causes narcissistic injury that must be dealt with. Would anybody who really cared about equality and diversity viciously attack people who see things differently to them? They’re the same idiots whose profile pictures are now overlayed with a transparent version of the French flag to show how much they ‘care’ about “Paris’ suffering” (not, you know, the suffering of people who were caught up in the attacks, but the imagined suffering of an inanimate city, the idealistic Gai Paris of schmaltzy stereotype), when in reality they only care about boosting their own image by claiming to empathise with the current in vogue ‘problem’. Want proof? Here’s two for the price of one:

    (1) Few or none of them said anything about what happened to the Russian passenger jet which was shot down over Egypt, and no-one turned their profile pic into a Russian flag. Think of any other recent tragedy, and repeat.

    (2) The Tricolore of solidarity is superimposed over these people’s own faces. They are saying not “Vive la France et à bas la tyrannie*”, but rather “look how sensitive and in-touch I am, and blue, white and red goes really well with my hair, I wonder how many likes this will earn me?”

    Are these people self-aware? Some probably are; they are the true narcissists of this world. The bulk, just ordinary people, are not. They genuinely believe their own shit smells sweeter, because they have never stopped to think about their actions.

    Even worse are those smug superior people who view themselves as above it all, specifically making fun of delusional types, for cheap ‘likes’, ‘shares’ and an ego boost of “At least I’m not like that. don’t take myself so seriously. have taste. I have standards. I am so much better than everyone else, and just to prove it I’m going to write a fine old diatribe, a rant if you will, against everyday narcissism. Then I’m going to put it on my blog about psychopaths, and show everyone how totally cool and non-hypocritical I am. I wonder how many of my little pawns will read it…”

    Chers lecteurs, chères lectrices, avant de laisser vos commentaires, veuillez vous détendre un peu avec Monsieur Joe Dassin, et penser à ceux qui ont souffert aux mains de mal :

    *”Long live France and down with tyranny”, in case you were snoozing in French class.

    NB: I have been to Auschwitz and never once thought of taking a selfie. Do I get to brag about that too?

    • nowve666 13:01 on November 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Good one, James.

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      • alpheuswilliams 19:12 on November 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Mea Culpa. I’m one of those who posted my photo with the Tri-Colour diaphonized over it. Gees, never realised what a self-indulgent and narcissistic prick it made me. But then again, maybe I can use it against those I know who I think are genuinely nice people simply expressing their support for Paris because FB made it easy for them to do so and not so when the Russian plane was shot down. I guess there is some defence in the fact that the details about how the plane went down were not really revealed until a few days later. And wow…I am one of those who blogged about the psychopathy in corporate executives. Sorry James, I’m not having a good day…I’ll just walk out for a moment gaze in the mirror and swing my dick. That should make me feel better! 🙂

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    • Marney Ogle 22:45 on November 19, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Yeah, I’m pretty schmaltzy and superficial by having the French flag on my idiot profile picture. I also happened to have majored in that language in college because I love languages and was fortunate enough to study in France, work there and marry a very nice Frenchman to whom I was a really lame wife. I had innumerable wonderful cultural and social opportunities replete with indescribably delicious educational and experiential delights which I recognize I am quite privileged to have lived. The French people I encountered and came to know and love, through work, through my in-laws and friends enriched my life, changed me for the better, expanded my view of things and have left me with unforgettable, amazing memories that I now treasure. But yeah, I’m probably just throwing that flag up there to make myself look cool and trendy. Yeah.

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      • @GeneticPsycho (Tina) 23:27 on November 19, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Why does nobody care about the hundreds of drone bomb beheadings and innocent lives taken by the 8,296 airstrikes this year?

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        • James 00:46 on November 20, 2015 Permalink | Reply

          My point. It’s all very well caring about Paris, but it means nothing when you don’t give a fuck about Beirut or Ankara or Gaza, or any other place having the shit bombed out of it.

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          • NINA 07:08 on November 25, 2015 Permalink | Reply

            dear James,

            You claim that the people that put the french flag in their fb profil are narcissistic. How do you know this? you know their personal history , their soul and the emotions of each one ? i do not think that you are aware of their motivation.
            isn’t it an assumption this that you make? and in the same time a generalisation? personally i do not consider assumptions and generalisations neither fair nor intelligent.

            Also , about your argument that if someone puts the french flag it means nothing if he doesnt care about Beirut or Ancara or Gaza.
            Firstly, you do not know if anyone cares or doesnt care about other regions of the planet where atrocities happen just becouse he put only the French flag in his profil. He might very well care.

            But , even if he does care less where exactly it is the problem? maybe somebody identifies more with the Paris attack becouse he happen to be European or nevouse he has visited Paris or becouse he likes French culture or becouse he has friends there. Humans who have empathy happen to connect with each other in variable degrees according to the emotional connection they feel. It is normal i think and common in human race.
            i am more sad when my kid suffers than when a stranger. Some individuals who develop and evolve so much their souls may feel the same connection with everything alive!! this is marvellous but rare. This doesnt mean that the majority af the people are to be convicted as liars or narcissist becouse they have variable degrees of empathy.

            If so , what about you that you have no empathy at all and you do not really care about anybody as it is the definition of a psycopath that you claim that you are??
            we should convict or blame you? i do not think so.


            PS, Sorry for the possible errors in grammar and syntactic, i am not a native speaker for english.

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            • James 12:40 on November 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

              Hi Nina. Thanks for your comment. Of course it’s a generalisation, I know not every single person putting up a French flag is a hypocrite or a narcissist. I also have faith in my readers’ intelligence that they will not mistake a generalisation for a fact.

              My point was that the majority of people making a big noise about the Paris attacks have not done the same about previous attacks, recent or otherwise have taken place in less ‘important’ parts of the world, and will not do when the next big attack comes that is not on American or European soil.

              I am European. I love French culture; I used to live in France and I will move back when I get the chance. I have visited Paris. And I have friends there. But none of that makes what happened in Paris any more of a tragedy than what happened in Beirut, Ankara and Egypt.

              There is also a certain amount of satire in my article which perhaps you didn’t pick up on since English isn’t your native language. I have a hard time understanding humour in French, my second language, so I understand it can be difficult. I am not calling for these people to be convicted as anything, I’m just making fun of what I see as hypocrisy and as otherwise empathetic people showing their narcissistic side.

              P.S. your English is very good; I hardly noticed any mistakes at all.


              • James 12:43 on November 27, 2015 Permalink | Reply

                Speaking of mistakes:

                “My point was that the majority of people making a big noise about the Paris attacks DID NOT DO the same OVER previous attacks, recent or otherwise, THAT have taken place in less ‘important’ parts of the world, and will not do AGAIN when the next big attack not on American or European soil STRIKES.”


      • James 00:44 on November 20, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Me and you both, Marney (though I didn’t find a French hubbie, more’s the pity). I wonder why you take this article so personally, when I’m quite sure we’ve never met. Surely you recognise that I am not talking in absolutes here?


    • ameliasleepallday 01:10 on March 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Est-ce que tu parles français ou c’est juste Google Translate? But anyways as an African, you grow accustomized to people not giving a shit about you mostly. Africa was exploited for centuries and then left into shadows for the world to forget. I’m not here to whine about it, the strong will always survive no matter what situation they are confronted with they will find a way out, but those kind of attacks are almost daily stuff now in my home country Nigeria. Women and girls are kidnapped then forced to become wives or sex slaves by Boko Haram, an Islamic group from the north who wants to take over Nigeria for its oil. Universities, Malls, primary schools exploded with hundred of deaths but we had our moment of ”glory” only for a few announcements on the TV when an American tourist was involved. People don’t really care about others they mostly care about what is thrown upon them to care about. They are so easy to manipulate, I wonder if they even have a spine to stand for themselves. #prayforparis #LetMeTakeASelfie #LoveMyself……Les gens suivent, ils suivent n’importe quoi qui leur semble être en vogue pour le moment mais le pire dans tous ça, c’est qu’il croivent que c’est leur ‘personnalité, ‘leur propre choix, leur propre fashion et qu’ils sont tellement unique et originale. I’m not here to insult people but i’m mostly dissapointed to see what evolution has brought us to.


      • James 16:35 on March 24, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Bah oui, je parle français; j’ai vécu en France pendant une année.

        Je n’ai jamais suivi la mode, et ceux qui en font me dégoûtent… ben, un petit peu… Tout le monde se croit unique, bien qu’ils soient tous les mêmes.

        Et toi, tu n’es pas tentée d’accepter la vie selon les Boko Harams ? Ca pourrait changer des choses, non ?

        #PrayForBrussels, hahahahaha!


        • Francesleepallday 16:45 on April 2, 2017 Permalink | Reply

          Encule-toi avec tes Boko Harams


          • James 14:08 on April 4, 2017 Permalink | Reply

            Putain de merde, il a de grosses couilles, ce connard ! Sois plus gentil, ou dégage-toi.


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