I REALLY BELIEVE THAT THE ONLY THING A SOCIOPATH/PSYCHOPATH UNDERSTANDS IS A GOOD PHYSICAL BEATING!!!!

I have seen Men and Women put through the wringer by their sane mates only to turn around and do it again to someone else. But I have seen Spath's that have been physically beaten up, and they seem to let it go....But they will pursue another sooner or later.

My Brother is a Spath as this blog states. And he only seems to understand a Beating. I worked with a female Spath, and it took the rest of the Ladies to beat the living shit out of her to get her to leave me and the other men in our group alone. A Month later she was fired.

I believe that Vengeance is best served up Cold. I keep track of Spath's and every time they try to abuse the system, I thwart them. i.e. Every time that female I worked with gets a new job, I send the companies HR Department a copy of her arrest records that she managed to get removed from online services like MugShots.com. Within a few weeks she's looking for a new Job. :)

I'm an SOB and I know it! This is a "Right to Work" state and employers can't tell why people were fired, so I make sure new employer's know why!

Barry tries to have me charged

Barry goes to the police and files a report with a detective that I am Defaming him on the Internet.
This all has to do with his student ID picture from PHCC showing up on FaceBook.

Oi, what a mess. but I just let it happen. I  have No Fear of him. He is only going to hurt himself.
The police talked to Mum and told her it was a dispute between Barry and me, and could not give her any more information. ??? We had found it online and there was a case number assigned, that's why we called the sheriff. Barry had made all kinds of allegations against me like Defaming him from getting a Job, Kiddy Porn, Pirating, etc. The police showed up at my door without a search warrant to discuss this, I told them to come in and inspect my 10 computers, which they superfluously did. They quickly realized the Network of computers was for business purposes and I was doing no harm to my Brother. I think they had that idea when they came in the first place. I even opened my safe for them and they didn't even look at it. After they left I burst out laughing at his escapades. He was finally doing himself in.

Two weeks later I got a call from the Investigator and he wanted to know about Barry. Mum was with me and I asked her if I should use the 'S' word; she said yes. I told the officer "you know you are dealing with a Sociopath, right." He said "I'm beginning to believe so." I told him that I have been dealing with him all my life and I have never done anything to him. Mum even got into the conversation and ranted about Barry to the Investigator. You'd think Barry would learn his lesson after the third try, but he hasn't.

I really do believe, after seeing what Spath's do, that the ONLY THING THEY UNDERSTAND IS A GOOD PHYSICAL BEATING!!!

OK, it's been a couple years. Very Busy Years.
Barry is OK, but he still continues to exaggerate Big Time.

My Mother has seen how his Dreams are affecting his Reality. When he was here one time sleeping on the floor at 02:00, I awoke my Mother and she heard him having a plain as day conversation with someone. Pauses and all, because we could not hear the person he was talking with.
She listened very carefully until the 'conversation' turned murky. I told her wait for a few days and see if he doesn't tell you the story like it really happened. Two days later, he did just that!

Then on another night...I have always had a problem sleeping with my mate. Well only when they pull the sheet over my face or knock a pillow over my face. I wake up almost instantly in a panic and the same image goes through my head. I'll spare you the details...Barry was talking in his sleep about "Him." Mom heard the conversation too. He said "My Life was ruined when he was born. I should have killed him when I had the chance. I'm sorry I stopped. He took everything away from me." Pause..."One can guess the question he was asked in his head by the answer. "Mom came in looking for me and I pulled the pillow off his face so I wouldn't get in trouble. I had a few more chances, but they didn't work. He's evil and here to make my life hell. One time he was playing with his dog at the top of the stairs and I kicked him in the ass. He tumbled down the stairs and hit the wall. Mom's thing fell off the wall and hit him in the head. I was pissed because it only knocked him out. Then one time at our summer home I pushed him off a rock into 2 foot deep water. He hit his head hard but he came up. He is evil. Another time I pushed him off a rock when he was fishing for Sunnys for breakfast. 40 feet off the lake. He came up, Dam It! He has always been a pain in the ass to me." And then the conversation turned murky....

 Well after hearing that my sleeping problem went away and our Mum is finally accepting that he has a problem, although she is not accepting the terrible things he has done to me as truth.

It's been a while so we need to fill everyone in. BTW, Barry is always saying someone is out to get him, including me.

Several months ago Barry called me on the phone at 02:00 (am) and left a barely decipherable message where I (nor the police) could make anything out accept a possible "please help me." No location, Nothing. (I guess I should have woken my 86yo Mother)

So I booted my computer to sign on to check the GPS of his phone to find out where it was at. (yes while fixing his phone I enabled it). Before the computer finished booting my dog came to me and went to the door because she had to go out. She runs down the walk and takes the turn to the side and starts barking that viscous bark that she does to people that don't belong.

I open the garage door and ran outside to find Barry lying (rather comfortably) on the driveway on his side between the shrubs and Mom's car (a very narrow walkway).  He's got his arm over his side and he's moving it in a digging sort of way. As soon as I touch him, he stops moving. I try to roll him over on his back and I swear he resisted me. I couldn't get him on his back nor to respond to me. So I run into the house and called 911. I'm standing in the middle of the garage talking to 911 and Barry is moving his arm again. so I go over to him and he stops again and does not respond to me.

The police and EMT's come and roll him over and they saw he's holding a short cross bow dart, which at first thought was a pen. The police immediately move me away and start talking to me. I play back the message for the Lady Police-person, and she can't understand it.

The police asked me all kinds of questions away from Barry what was going on in his life, if he ever tried to commit suicide (I didn't know that in the past he had), I said No, well like a lot of us do by saying "I'd be better off Dead," but not acting on it. If he had enemies, etc...

I never spoke to the EMT's except to say "Is that a Pen" (stuck in him). Their response was "it looks like an arrow." That's when the police lady moved me away and started asking questions. The EMT's got him on a litter and were talking to him, but I was busy with the officer. and they took him to the hospital.

The police wouldn't let me go with him, so that morning I'm on the phone trying to find him. Long story short, the police decided to Backer Act him because he told a Dr. at the hospital that he just wanted to be dead.

I finally found where he is at only because the police had listed me as his guardian. Two hours after I found him he changed his guardian to a friend and said I was not to see him.

Next thing I know is he is claiming that I put him away.

At first he was Blaming T*** for shooting the arrow, but they were only flesh wounds and the arrow didn't penetrate the skin and there were two holes in his T shirt.

I just can't understand why our Mother believes him and supports him.

A Plea for Help

PLEASE, I BEG of YOU, PLEASE get him away from me before I do something to hurt myself or Him!

Please help my Mother to understand her eldest son is ILL!!

Victims and Targets

I don't know if I've said this before, but Sociopath's have both Victims and Targets. We all know about about Victims, but don't necessarily recognize the Targets.

There are two types of Targets; long term/permanent and short term/situational. The Long Term Targets are usually a sibling, cousin, or a former friend or bully, or someone they had trouble with when they were younger (20's down). The Target is the person they blame everything on, who many times the Spath thinks is out to get them. This Target is usually the first one that let's the Spath know they have their number and someone they feel threatened by because of their very existance. That is why it's usually a family member. Once the Spath gains their first Target - the Permanent one - all other targets acquired are situational. That is, something horrific has happened in the Spath's life; like someone figured them out and got the Spath's Victim to open their eyes, or worked behind the scenes to unravel their lies. This new Temp-Target becomes the brunt of all that is wrong with the Spath's life. The Spath will even ask their Permanent Target for assistance in destroying this new Temp-Target. Hey, Family is Family. Yet sooner or later the Permanent Target get's their head chopped off. And the way the Spath works those around them, It's a Damned if You Do and Damned If You Don't situation for the Permanent Target.

So a Word of Wisdom for Permanent Targets....You are Permanently Damned if you Do, and only Temporarily Damned if you Don't. However, since you are their Permanent Target, you're still damned. But I'd rather shoot myself in the foot than have my head chopped off. So DON'T!!!

Liars Lair

This is a continuation of the previous post "Cancer - the Great Elaborate Hoax"

Barry was told to stay away from T***&B*** a long time ago, and even experienced his own difficulties with them and didn't talk to them for several years. But he fell back in with them. B*** even came to our house and admitted saying things to Barry and waiting for them to come back to them from Barry and how they changed.

Barry got them to Bald Face Lie to my Mother for him about me. Why she would even believe them, just based on the BAD things Barry said about them, and what she knows, I have no idea. They have restraining orders on them from other neighbors because they were giving their kids drugs. Another neighbor indicated that B*** stole prescription meds from her. yet Mom choose to believe them.

Well I fixed that up. The one lie came with a date and time. Perfect. I went to a lawyer friend and got all the proof I needed that they were lying. My lawyer friend met with a Judge and a Cease and Desist order was sent to them indicating that my innocence of their false allegations was proven beyond a shadow of a doubt. If they continued, they would be tried and convicted. They weren't ready for that. Haven't heard a word from them since. Now they are still liars, they haven't learned their lesson, but I haven't heard a word about me.

What is it about Sociopaths? They can't live with each other, but for some damned reason they socialize together?

Barry's lies are unraveling, and so are T***&B***'s. Barry keeps saying that B***(different B) left a note that she would pay 1/2 all the bills. Well I can't post it yet, but the note does not say anything like that. T***&B*** say that they saw the note and it say's what Barry is claiming and more....I showed mom the Note.

I really wish she would stop believing EVERYTHING they say without verifying first. I often wonder if she is color blind because she can't see the Big Giant Frantically Waving RED Flags that keep pooping up around Barry.
Can you see where this is going. It's worse than the Soviets' Paranoia.