"You are very sick, but those not seeking help will not find it. Just looking for more targets to shoot at ... with impotent blanks...Poor mik is, in your sick mind, just another rat to kill with your viper venom. You don't even leave room for compassion. You are a self made demon beyond hope of help."
[Diebert is merely sick, whereas I am clinically psychotic. No one---
NO ONE!---upstages
me!]
[What else, may I ask, is one supposed to do with a rat?
Compassion for rats? What next?
Food stamps for cockroaches?]
[
Dur, dur d'etre un rat!] [Please pay especial attention to the soundtrack. It has
metaphysical dimension].
[And something for the
Physicists among us.]
[Narcissism, or NPD, is impenetrable. That is why, they say, it is so difficult to treat. The individual is so fortified in their 'sickness' that everyone else will be seen as sick or deficient, but never oneself. Yet, (this is the odd part) there is also the plea for compassion or empathy, because this is the only way the narcissist can continue: there has to be an enabler. Without an enabler there is no platform for the narcissist, and he disappears into nothingness, into irrelevancy---a fate worse than death.]
[For cruel-hearted people, like myself, the narcissist offers endless amusement because one can calculatingly dole-out little tid-bits of attention---the literal sustaining food of the narcissist---and keep him comin' back for more. Where there is attention (food,
bait) the narcissist will appear to nibble.]
[It is really a sort of amazing phenomenon!]