I'm sorry about the loss of your father. That must be difficult.
[No he's not. Yes, yes he is. Empathy and all. It sounds like Albus knew his mother, or knew of her, which is more than Will can say. He's not bitter about that at all. No he's not.
Yes, yes he is.
He appreciates the house of cards thing, but it could stand to be creepier. Alas.]
Psychology has moved forward quite a lot since 1909; it was the end of 2013 when I found myself here. Psychiatry is a medical field devoted to studying, treating, diagnosing, and hopefully preventing mental disorders. There are a lot of them, and there seem to be more every year. Newer names for things, splitting one off and combining it to another. Think of it as soup. You can have chicken in your soup, but depending on the other ingredients, you can have several various kinds of soup. The chicken is still an integral part, but you've made it into something different. It's just the soup of a mind.
[Pray no one ever finds about Lecter, because all these food-related metaphors and similes and the wordplay that will come might make someone wonder if Will's not good friends with Lecter because they're both monstrous cannibalistic serial killers.]
In a perfect world, it would be left to someone with a medical degree in the field to diagnosis who is or is not a psychopath. The word has lost meaning as of late, being a go-to explanation for lazy fictional stories. [Guess who doesn't like crime drama shows. Just guess.] Unfortunately, sometimes people can't be forced to sit in a chair and spoken with at length over the whole matter. Too busy out there killing to sit down for long. [Ha. Hah hah.] This does not mean all psychopaths are killers, nor are all killers psychopaths. Psychopaths should still be regarded with wariness. They are noted for having a very profound lack of empathy, and do not have a sense of concern about other people's rights. Only they matter. Other people matter for what they can do to them, if they can control them in some way. There are a lot of tales of them torturing and killing animals as children, because they're one of few things they can exert power over.
The thing about psychopaths who turn violent to remember, that must always be remembered, is this: they know exactly what they are doing and the possible consequences of what they are doing. They are the lion in the room. They know as much, and the more intelligent ones know when to play the part of a domesticated, sweet cat and when to strike.
I don't have a degree in psych-related fields, but part of my job is understanding the basics and how they work, and using that to analyze. I don't partake in psychoanalysis outside the criminally insane if I can help it. I wouldn't appreciate it being done to me, so I wouldn't go out of my way to do it to anyone else.
[Read: I would stop if I could help it, but I can't. I don't go out of my way, though, because I don't have to. It's all natural.]
no subject
[No he's not. Yes, yes he is. Empathy and all. It sounds like Albus knew his mother, or knew of her, which is more than Will can say. He's not bitter about that at all. No he's not.
Yes, yes he is.
He appreciates the house of cards thing, but it could stand to be creepier. Alas.]
Psychology has moved forward quite a lot since 1909; it was the end of 2013 when I found myself here. Psychiatry is a medical field devoted to studying, treating, diagnosing, and hopefully preventing mental disorders. There are a lot of them, and there seem to be more every year. Newer names for things, splitting one off and combining it to another. Think of it as soup. You can have chicken in your soup, but depending on the other ingredients, you can have several various kinds of soup. The chicken is still an integral part, but you've made it into something different. It's just the soup of a mind.
[Pray no one ever finds about Lecter, because all these food-related metaphors and similes and the wordplay that will come might make someone wonder if Will's not good friends with Lecter because they're both monstrous cannibalistic serial killers.]
In a perfect world, it would be left to someone with a medical degree in the field to diagnosis who is or is not a psychopath. The word has lost meaning as of late, being a go-to explanation for lazy fictional stories. [Guess who doesn't like crime drama shows. Just guess.] Unfortunately, sometimes people can't be forced to sit in a chair and spoken with at length over the whole matter. Too busy out there killing to sit down for long. [Ha. Hah hah.] This does not mean all psychopaths are killers, nor are all killers psychopaths. Psychopaths should still be regarded with wariness. They are noted for having a very profound lack of empathy, and do not have a sense of concern about other people's rights. Only they matter. Other people matter for what they can do to them, if they can control them in some way. There are a lot of tales of them torturing and killing animals as children, because they're one of few things they can exert power over.
The thing about psychopaths who turn violent to remember, that must always be remembered, is this: they know exactly what they are doing and the possible consequences of what they are doing. They are the lion in the room. They know as much, and the more intelligent ones know when to play the part of a domesticated, sweet cat and when to strike.
I don't have a degree in psych-related fields, but part of my job is understanding the basics and how they work, and using that to analyze. I don't partake in psychoanalysis outside the criminally insane if I can help it. I wouldn't appreciate it being done to me, so I wouldn't go out of my way to do it to anyone else.
[Read: I would stop if I could help it, but I can't. I don't go out of my way, though, because I don't have to. It's all natural.]