Posted on 06/01/2023 5:25:39 AM PDT by Red Badger
IMO one would have to wait until this kid is 25 or 30 to make any firm diagnosis of "psychopath".
My brother was a year younger than me. He was ‘strange’ even as young as SIX YEARS OLD. He tried to kill me. I was wary of him from that day forward.
He spent most of his childhood and teenage years in juvenile halls in the various cities we moved to, since our step-father was a FAA Radar then Computer technician.
Once he became an adult, he went to prison for various offenses, usually assault. He tried to rape a woman at knifepoint and spent a few years in lockup.
When he got out of prison, he became a gigolo in South Florida, scamming old ladies out of their money, since he was very smooth talker and handsome................
True story: a few years ago we were in South Africa on a photo safari.We were assigned to a group that included a Swedish brain researcher at the Karolinska Institute in Stockholm,his psychiatrist wife,a young German physician studying tropical medicine and two German medical students. And they all spoke English better than me!
During the day we were out getting shots of elephants,lions...and we even spotted a rhino (the four legged variety).
At night we sat around the fire while Marten,the brain researcher,held the Germans enthralled with stories of his research.At one point he said to me "scientists know more about the surface of the moon that they do about the human brain".
Kinda makes ya think!
My younger brother died of a drug overdose at 50. When I got the call from our mother, I was not surprised, nor remorseful.
I was surprised he was able to live that long without someone killing him. The crowd he hung out with at various times in his life were criminals, thugs and drug addicts. And very dangerous folks. Birds of a feather.
Whenever he was around them, he was submissive, but when he was around normal people he was alpha male. He knew how to manipulate people precisely to achieve whatever his goal was at the time, be it sex, money or dope.
When he died, neither my three sisters nor I attended his funeral. He was despised by us and mom could not ever figure that out....................
I had a friend that played College baseball for the Oregon State Beavers. He told me that he always did the Catholic cross thing every time he stepped up to the plate. Until his dad came to a game and told him 1: you’re not a catholic and 2) once you’re step into the batter’s box it was too late to pray.
Tragic...very tragic. But I’d encourage your family to remember: “scientists know more about the surface of the moon than they do about the human brain”.
Amen to that. Nothing can ever be gotten over. Just gotten through, and barely, if that.
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