She looks human, but she’s not

Teen eggs on “boyfriend” to commit suicide, just for the jollies.

“Texts reveal that a teen pressured her friend into committing suicide

After 18-year-old Conrad Roy III died of carbon monoxide poisoning in his car, prosecutors released text messages that allegedly show Roy’s friend, Michelle Carter, pressuring Roy to kill himself. She told him that his suicide would not cause emotional distress for his parents.

Carter, now 18, is being charged with involuntary manslaughter. The Bristol County District Attorney’s office released the text messages in a response to a motion filed by Carter’s lawyer to dismiss the charges. Carter now faces 20 years in prison. According to documents obtained by PEOPLE, Carter sent messages to Roy that read:

“You just have to do it. Tonight is the night. It’s painless and quick.”

After Roy expressed that he was hesitant about killing himself and unsure if he wanted to go through with it. Carter allegedly responded:

“You always say you’re gonna do it, but you never do. I just want to make sure tonight is the real thing.”

Carter allegedly wet on to assure Roy that his parents would be understanding about his suicide. She told him that they would be able to accept Roy’s decision given his negative mental state. She said via text:

“I think your parents know you’re in a really bad place. I’m not saying they want you to do it but I honestly feel like they can accept it.”

In the texts, Carter helped Roy come up with a suicide plan. They decided on carbon monoxide poisoning after Carter explained that it would be fast and painless. She sent a text that read:

“You lose consciousness with no pain. You just fall asleep and die.”

Despite encouraging him to kill himself, Carter allegedly called Roy “the love of my life, my boyfriend. You are my heart. I’d never leave you.” When Roy texted Carter that he was ready to go through with the suicide, she texted:

“Good because it’s time, babe. You know that. When you get back from the beach you’ve gotta go do it. You’re ready. You’re determined. It’s the best time to do it.”

According to the documents, Carter and Roy spoke on the phone for over an hour as she persuaded him to remain in the vehicle even as the carbon monoxide began to run. After the suicide was complete, Carter allegedly texted a friend:

“His death is my fault. Like, I honestly could have stopped it. I was the one on the phone with him and he got out of the car because [the carbon monoxide] was working and I [expletive] told him to get back in.””

http://www.aol.com/article/2015/08/31/texts-reveal-that-a-teen-pressured-her-friend-into-committing-su/21229762/

 

I’m asking for assistance

I’m asking for assistance in getting to the bottom of a situation that has blighted my life for some time. There are enough people reading this who know me and this situation. For some years, I have been plagued by a character assassination campaign. Some, who I feel know me perfectly well, have from one day to the next chose to face the wall rather than acknowledge me or are even very frightened of me. I have no idea what motivates them. The situation is truly insane, which is why I believe there is a psychopathic spider at the center of this web, currently probably the owner of the DPA/DPL license tags (I suspect, but don’t know for a fact, that these are NYPD tags), or perhaps a psychopathic group therapy client of my ex’s therapist.  I’ve faced psychopathic tag teaming, gang stalking since the start of my work on psychopathy (though it actually started slightly earlier with personal conflict with particular psychopaths).  The fact that the allegation(s) is/are apparently convincing is meaningless.  Psychopaths are called confidence artists for a reason, they inspire confidence and the truth is irrelevant to them.

I don’t know whether these are all related, but first I noticed that members of an ex’s therapy group, suddenly become afraid of me. Some time later, I understand my ex had plastic surgery, becoming unrecognizable. I have no idea what she looks like. One night after thinking I might be in her presence (the rest of the group had been there) my wife and I were awoken around 3 am by two fax polling calls, from a number that turned out to be her personal number. She made fax polling calls to various phone numbers linked to me for over ten years. (Further, if interested, To the de Blasio administration, I hereby volunteer to identify NYPD whiteshirt psychopaths, gratis.)

I had nothing to do with any cause of her choosing to have plastic surgery. If she thought so, her therapists should have hospitalized her until she recovered from that psychotic break, if that was the cause. However, they are scared of me also. Once my wife and I were seated next to them in a restaurant and from their panicked glances at each other one would have thought Satan had sat near them. ‘Was it something I said? Wait, I hadn’t spoken to them in some 15 years. Oh, waiter . . .” There were other occurrences, though very rare, because I only ran in to them once or twice a year around our shared neighborhood. However, it culminated in 2012, when the husband (both are therapists) — well, I’m not inside his head, so let me give several possibilities — when the husband sought to menace/threaten me by lunging his car at me from a standing start all the while in the parking lane, or perhaps it was an impulsive murder attempt, or perhaps he always does jackrabbit starts and drives in the parking lane whenever possible and enjoys scattering pedestrians, I don‘t know. Clearly the lad was confused, so rather than having him arrested I had an attorney write a letter, my wish being to find out the motive for his bizarre behavior not his punishment. But nothing came of it. (See, For the record (private message transmitted publicly) and the de Blasio link above.)

In 2002, Sue Hudgins, the COO of PaineWebber’s Municipal Security Group (later UBS’s), came into a kitchen, stopped when she saw me and said “Something stinks in here,” and left. From then on she only glared at me in seeming disgust, though previously we had gotten along well, usually sharing small friendly conversations when we ran into each other.

A witness that I was friendly with, said she’d try to find out the whyfors of Ms. Hudgins’ behavior.  Shortly she stopped talking to me also. ‘Huh, what??” I got into some trouble at work with threatening legal action. At the time my father had said that I was attempting to accomplish with a jerk when a steady pull was called for. Since then my father has passed away and I still am in the dark. I had told him that I didn’t see why anyone would necessarily ever come forward. People don’t like involving themselves in possible legal complications, and people seem instinctively reluctant to involve themselves in anything messy or fantastical. And of course, now the situation is 10 – 20 times more fantastical. Also if the lie is big enough, the accused is essentially considered guilty until proven innocent (“No empath cares anything about proofs“, “Of course we shall never prove that he is responsible for it; but what does that matter?”, Psychopathic character assassination and murder-by-suicide as depicted in Orwell’s Burmese Days).

This is not a small thing. It’s like being in a boxing match with a ghost. We’re social animals, the feeling that the world is a thin layer of crust over lava underneath is crippling (see, From Country of Liars: Character Assassination). The psychopath survivor blogs talk of difficulty in concentrating and/or becoming hypervigilant in response.

In 2013 I entered into an academic program to move into a new direction and assure myself and my loved ones of financial security in my old age. At first it went very well, I found myself striding confidently into an eagerly awaited future, just like young people are supposed to do. I am not young of course, but it was a new beginning. But then my concentration started sliding, as the split concentration and the worry reasserted itself.

Hypervigilance is not all bad. I notice things that are “wrong”. When that car almost slammed me into a divider(see, Should I be concerned), I hadn’t taken my eye off of it since it entered the highway, something was just “wrong” about the way it was being driven.

Plus it once enabled me to stop a violent mugging in progress (Oct. 2011). I was driving west on Central Park North approaching Adam Clayton Powell Boulevard when I noticed two people in the dusk walking with one very close behind. Something seemed wrong. Then I saw them walking side by side and relaxed, thinking, ‘ah, boyfriend and girlfriend.’ However when they started merry-go-rounding around a contested bag, my response was, ‘oh, so that’s what’s going down,” and was able to respond immediately.

Now, the sequence above took place in my peripheral vision and the peripheral part of my mind. My main mind was concentrating on driving, paying attention to the other cars around me, planning my route, etc. However, once my peripheral mind realized what was happening, my main mind was ready to go, with no uptake of the slack and no confusion. The problem then was how to affect the outcome of the situation down the block which could be over in seconds. So I started gunning the engine, honking the horn, flashing the lights all to convey onrushing trouble for the perp. As I jammed on the brakes and turned to drive onto the curb, the mugger dropped his hold and ran back against the direction of traffic. The woman said that he had kept looking back and forth at me on the way and then at her and the bag, until fleeing. Fortunately my plan worked, he had already slashed her in the neck with a knife and if another attempt had connected with an artery, things could have turned out very badly. (See, Should I worry about this (I don’t remember why I put the account there).)

However one needs to be able to concentrate fully in life. (After being laid off I also tried teaching myself piano and also guitar, but I couldn’t do it.) The stress and split concentration affects all aspects of on one’s life. My wife: “Why do I always have to repeat everything twice, you don’t listen.” A physical activity teacher: “It’s not that you can’t hear, it’s that you aren’t listening.” Me: “Did you coordinate that with my wife?”  (See “Country of Liars” link above.)

2015 is the final year I can start that academic program in time to finish in the time allotted. Somebody who knows me needs to stand up and let me in on the secret. “It is important that no charges be answerable” is no way to live (See, Psychopathic character assassination and murder-by-suicide as depicted in Orwell’s Burmese Days). In life as in court one deserves to know the charges against oneself. What’s so hard to understand about that?

Informing me anonymously would be fine, the only comment field necessary is the comment itself. Using a copy center/internet café would hide a personal IP address. My email is pathwhisperer@yahoo.com, that’s another possibility, plus use a free email account if desired. But this nonsense has gone on long enough. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

Post Redux: Blackmailed victims are just as dangerous as the blackmailing psychopath

I’m splitting this section off from Search:  “I’m being blackmailed by a sociopath, what can I do?”.  It was a mistake to include this discussion, to switch viewpoints, in a post visited by those distraught at being blackmailed.

[Switching viewpoints,]  if you are a victim of a psychopathic harassment, slander (or whispering) or bullying campaign then you must view any blackmailed (by the same psychopath) friend as an enemy. Psychopaths love to get others to commit their crimes or dirty work.

As an example but in a different situation, I recall a contract killing in which the psychopathic contractee convinced the eventual murderer (a paranoid with actual enemies) that the target of the contract was out to get him, so he acted first.  The psychopath:  ‘Chortle, chortle,’ as he collected the remaining money on the contract (none of which he had to share) — also, legally, his hands were clean, the law couldn’t touch him.

Looking at blackmail from the psychopath’s viewpoint, many psychopaths experience life as strangers in a strange land, as is often said.  They live surrounded by weirdos (us) doing things they can’t understand for reasons they can’t understand.  The need for security can become topmost.  Blackmail simply becomes a tool for that end.  It can become their main tool-for-life as education and hardwork are for the rest of us.

I once had the rare opportunity to possibly bring blackmail charges as a third party.  However, the situation involved a woman who I considered a good friend.  I was also friends with her husband and sometimes gave her child gifts.  I didn’t want to harm her life or her family, so I didn’t follow up.

To paraphrase, an act of evil is like throwing a pebble into a pond, you never know where the ripples are going to reach.  One doesn’t want to be the cause of further misery.  But what course of action would actually lead to the least misery?  I now absolutely view a blackmailed victim as being complicit in a criminal compact.

The case follows, at one point my friend, A, a manager, fired individual, X.  However she was incapable of offering a reason for the firing to her superiors and was forced to rehire him.  The rumor was that it involved pictures.  From various hints and sources, the surmise is that A refused to believe her psychopathic lover, Z, would actually blackmail her, so Z showed his friend (and male lover) X the photos in front of A.  So in revenge and to assert some power A tried to fire X.

Around the same time A was repeatedly telling blackmail jokes that no one else laughed at.  For example, at an office party she and I had our picture taken together.  Later she repeatedly joked that I had had it altered to show a sex act and was using it to blackmail her.  I believe she was using these jokes, in effect, to tell us she was being blackmailed and to somehow deal with it emotionally.

The reader might wonder why I thought A and Z were involved in the first place.  The sequence went like this, first A spoke often about Z, often remarking on what troubles Z had (the psychopath was setting the pity play); second, they would go out for drinks more or less publicly; third A stopped talking about Z completely but one would often see them talking very quietly, standing very close to each other.  In addition one time another suspected lover/devotee [FN1] of the psychopath Z (a Don Juan or love thug, no doubt with hundreds, if not thousands, of lovers of both sexes [FN2]) started complaining to me (I don’t know why) that A needed to go home and spend more time with her husband and family.  It seemed clear that she was angry with the competition and wanted to express that anger.  I’m sure she didn’t think I would know what she was talking about.

Anyway, I suspect that X, the third party accessory, could have been the key to a prosecution of Z, the psychopath.  X would have needed to have been persuaded to testify to what he knew, or perhaps threatened with arrest himself as an accessory to felony blackmail.  He might have realized  his situation however, for not long after he moved across the country.  Perhaps he also have feared for his physical safety if his psychopathic lover, Z, ever recognized his, X’s, danger to Z.

The psychopath involved is of the “alien masquerading as a human” category who should be involuntarily committed to a mental hospital, in my opinion.  It is clear that the public wants to be protected from sociopaths/psychopaths from the numerous sexual predator laws.  I believe mental hospitals should be reopened or be used more often to protect the public from incorrigible psychopathic transgressors.

This particular individual (Z) lives to destroy others, imo — it’s his source of emotionless enjoyment (if such is possible).  It would have been a good bargain for the world to have incarcerated him (or even try to prosecute him) even if it had destroyed my erstwhile friend’s marriage.  Loose, I’m sure he’s destroyed other couples and families, probably caused death(s) through heart attacks brought on by stress and emotional devastation, or perhaps outright murders (I have no doubt he  would be capable of them).

My advice to anyone who is a victim of a psychopathic harassment campaign to always make the self-interested defense choice.  One should never say that the situation is done and over.  A blackmailed friend can actually do you more harm than the blackmailing psychopath since no one will assume ulterior motives on your ex-friend’s part and the bad blood which might be known to exist between you and the psychopath won’t be considered.  You have to protect yourself and let the chips fall where they may.  The blackmailed party has made his or her choice.

FN1: It is worth noting that this individual was actually engaged to be married at the time.  She described her fiancee as someone “who would be a good father” — i.e., Mr. Boring.  It didn’t seem that either had any guilt about “stepping out” with the psychopath, Z.  Perhaps it was too close to comforting-a-child.  This may also explain why the women I have known who destroyed a marriage or primary relationship through an affair with a psychopath were so shocked and confused, seemingly they didn’t see it coming.  I’ve certainly known men who destroyed their primary relationships through such affairs, but I never knew them to be surprised.

FN2: Such individuals are often described as having unusually strong sex drives — I don’t see it that way.  Seduction and sex are lifetools for psychopathic Don Juans — they are seeking safety and security, they exercise dominance, they gain protectors or even livelihoods (they may be able to live off the willing loans of girlfriends (which is a crime)).  Further, since there is zero emotional involvement, boredom is a huge driving force.  If you and I could only have sex with blow-up dolls we would probably go in for variety ourselves.  They are not sex addicts, they are bored silly.

Search: psychopaths and anal sex

With emotionless friction orgasms the only possibility an orifice with a sphincter is definitely a plus for the male psychopath.  With no element of emotional communication, no soul celebration, no celebration of life, no shot of life needed lest the soul perish, no soul communication, no Adam and Eve at play in the Garden, not even the solace of rubbing wounds together — the answer is yes, there is a connection.  Of course boredom is still a problem, so the more the merrier, preferably more or less simultaneously.  Add pansexuality, all cats are gray in the dark.

Quote from 180 Rule

From http://180rule.com/psychopaths-are-opportunists/ (bolding added):

“The psychopath’s [defect] may seem a disadvantage, but in a 180 degree maneuver, he uses it as part of a pity ploy, asking people to make exceptions for his disability –and nice people doThey expect gratitude but they will get the opposite.  He will use this favor, that you did for him, to slide into your circle of trust. From there he might offer to work on your aircraft or car to show his appreciation.  He’ll make you feel safe.  Then he’ll sabotage you.   Ted Bundy used a fake cast, but this psychopath uses his real disabilities.  It doesn’t matter if it’s real or fake, since they both work equally well, in the pity ploy.

I’ve noticed that psychopaths rarely have just one goal.  They layer their goalsThe first step is always to gather minions who will do their bidding.  Whether the psychopath wants sex, money, power or just needs drama, he will bring his players together like a conductor at a symphony.

They usually also plan an exit strategy, but it’s not very well planned because they don’t think they will lose.”

Related:  https://kyoung4.wordpress.com/2015/07/22/tests-of-loyalty-the-psychopaths-chisel/.