SOCIOPATHS

hola, the magical misery tour and my throat contines.

NYC
the 50s
the legend of Tiny. there was a ghetto gang called the Assassins back in the 50s and 60s.it's founder was a short tough guy called Tiny. one day some dude dissed Tiny's girl and he went looking for the offender.Tiny found the dude outside a police station thinking he was safe,Tiny emptied a .38 into the guys skull then got the snot beaten out of him while resisting arrest.NO DOUBT.
the 60s
i was in high school when a friend asked if i 'wanted to meeet a real bad ass'? sure why not? this bad ass went to our HS and i met him in the lunchroom,looked like just another not too bright thug kid.he smiled lazily during the introduction then told the tale about how he got his gun...he took some rocks and put them in a sock then beat a drunk cop to death (when he was about 12) and stole the cop's gun AND badge, both of which he proudly displayed.he was a 'hitter' (killer) from a Bronx gang in those days.the Banality of Evil indeed. NO DOUBT.
L.A. late 60s
my second or third job in LA i met an odd co worker,lets call him Jenks.he told me an odd tale which took me years to verify as accurate.he claimed to be one of the LURPS (forgot what that stands for) one of the guys they dropped into Laos and Cambodia during the 'Nam War with instructions to fight their way back to occupied Nam by killing EVERYONE.he told me they wore boots which left a human footprint and collected tokens/trophies of body parts.Jenks was hard core biker with the tats to prove it and a very heavy drinker,which got him fired eventually.i would assume it takes a sociopath to kill unarmed women and children who posed no threat to you even though it might hiccup guilt on you later.DOUBT.
SF the 80s
i met several sociopaths while driving cab for five years but most of them were boring and i was busy being fairly feral myself then.

my room mate of five years was a classic.
ERB,Edgar Rice Burroughs wrote the Tarzan novels (Tar Zan means 'white skin' in Ape) Tarzan had a son,(not named Boy) named KORAK THE KILLER which i think perfectly reflects my ex roomie (or 'first wife' as my Ex has dubbed him) we were like the Matt Damon and Ben Affleck symbiosis.
how to you create a sociopath? for KTK both his parents were academics,as a child he had to listen to his father nightly incest his sister while his mother pretended not to hear. by day he was phsyically abused and beaten with cord, 2x4s,car tools and anything else at hand.he got little physical affection and built up a lifetime's seething cauldron of Rage.some of which he took out on his first wife...
luckily for KTK the Nam War came along and he was posted to a FREE FIRE ZONE,basically like the LURPS Kill Anything That Moves without the parachuting and hard scrabble trekking.he told me about killing elephants and tigers and described his First Kill with all the sweetness and detail of a normal man's first non blue balls date.
it was gruesome sweaty and awkward, the knife was dull and they were wrestling to the death in a huge ammo dump so they couldn't use guns...later he would buy sharper knives.he spent months detailing all his kills, the whores screwed,the drugs consumned etc etc. like Tarzan's son KTK was no dummy. he learned Vietnamese when he was wounded and would know more about the country's history than most Non Natives and he knew his cause was WRONG WRONG WRONG.still he went out, killed people ,screwed their women and avoided booby traps and deadfalls.KTK told me My Lai was no big deal, he had personally participated in the same or worse.(i've heard the same from many vets).
after the Fall of Saigon KTK went home,beat his first wife again then re enlisted.when that ran out he retired to farm on a distant Pacific island chain.KTK was not born to be a farmer.he once told me killing was like eating raw sushi,distasteful at first then you get used to it and even look forward to it.so he got a black ops job herding refugees from the Mekong Delta to safety.(you thot they got free on their own?) he was one of many who jumped at the job.he refused to go Full Mercenary for reasons which sound tinny.
we saw Rambo together and he was not impressed altho that was the monicker hung on him at the Army Reserves,he'd been curious why. he was built like a Greek God due to his running and bodybuilding and i had witnessed more than one woman walk into a pole ogling him.KTK was also scary smart as one might imagine.most people thot him to be a thuggish knuckle dragger until we launced into some effete obscure conversation about Atlantis or interstellar reincarntion.i was asked more than once "can u control him?" like i was his keeper.KTK often told me he thot my Zen and Martial Arts training made me the more deadly of us.(???) as a 'friend' KTK was the Perfect Partner,if you were facing twenty or so opponents and he had your back-you'd only feel a threat from the rear when he was dead.when a Vet tells you 'I got your back" consider it the ultimate compliment.
KTK had PTSD and Agent Orange poisoning so he tended to be a rageholic and quite impulsive sometimes.the only flashbacks he got was not from killing but from fireworks which triggered memories of artillery barrages and a jungle ambush which butchered his squad.

on one job we met a guy who claimed to be a contracter for US Intellgence,we thot he was full of BS but we later learned differently.you'd think guys like him wouldn't drink too much then shoot their mouths off,you'd be wrong.NO DOUBT

KTK often said that to him the Best Things in Life were Killing,Drugs and Brown P*ssy.sometimes items two and thre flipped.i had doubts about him being a Total vs.Situational Sociopath until he started telling lies about me to better cheat on his wife.i will probably return to KTK subject often as he was a big part of my life for awhile and i'll probably talk some about 'Penny' who stole a car i co owned...NO DOUBT

60s button
"SUPPORT MENTAL HEALTH OR I'LL KILL YA!"
we are all born realtively innocent..see Sartre quote.

"IF YOU ARE PREPARED TO DIE,YOU CAN DO ANYTHING!"
from Ronin,a graphic novel by Frank Miller

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