The United States has approved sending F-16 fighter jets to Ukraine from Denmark and the Netherlands to defend against Russian invaders as soon as pilot training is completed, a U.S. official said on Thursday.
ya know, you remind me of someone I once met a long time ago. back when I was looking at doctoral programs, I was working in a clinic in downtown Manhattan. this was… not a great place. it was for, well, people who didn’t have any money and couldn’t afford proper psychiatric care, and this was their only option. but it would look good on my application to the programs I would be applying to because the hospital was well-known and had a good reputation for the public service work it did and the relatively high level of care it provided. I learned a lot. this one kid came in. he was… oh, 16? 17? he had been diagnosed with oppositional-defiant disorder with narcissistic features and had been in juvenile detention a couple of times, which was typical. the hospital had a detention wing where he was kept. after he went through intake, and was washed and cleaned up (he was covered in blood from a fight with the cops), they brought him down to the clinic (it was on a different floor) and I got to process him. it wasn’t a complicated task… fill out some forms with his basic info (which we had, but I needed to confirm). name, age, date, etc. He was cooperative. Polite, even. This was a surprise, as this behavior was, right from the start, didn’t fit with ODD. he did like to talk about himself, evincing other narcissistic behaviors and such. over the next couple of days, I met with him a few more times and began to believe he’d been misdiagnosed. over the next couple of weeks, we met every day for group therapy session and again for individual sessions as his initial court appearances were approaching. it became clear to me and the supervising psychiatrist the he had, in fact, been misdiagnosed, and didn’t have ODD. He had Narcissistic Personality Disorder with Borderline features and a collection of garden-variety neuroses, which is weird for a 16 year-old. anyway, this new diagnosis spelled trouble for his legal defense, and he became quite agitated when several psychologists and psychiatrists saw though his little charade. at first he tried to play dumb and pretend like he didn’t know what we were talking about. he tried to come violent, tried to fake the diagnostic criteria for ODD to a tee. Thing is, we’re trained to tell when people are faking. it didn’t work. We saw though his bullshit, and, with his court date getting closer, he realized he wouldn’t be able to plead not-guilty due to mental defect. he’d have to face the full brunt of the charges for the 3 people he murdered because they hurt his feelings by calling him out in some argument during a backyard barbecue. His mom, his dad, and his brother. Murdered. Over a disagreement. And he thought he could get away with it by playing dumb with a team of trained psychiatrists and psychologists. And when he realized it wouldn’t work, and he’d have to face the consequences, he… didn’t take it well. A violent outburst ensued, he tried to attack me and one of the staff psychiatrists, but the orderlies sedated him and restrained him. He was released from isolation the next day, but he just played dumb, pretending like he had no idea what happened, like he didn’t understand what anyone was talking about. I suppose he was faking some sort of metal confusion in an attempt to gain sympathy or to be diagnosed with some other condition. Whatever it was, he figured out quickly that we weren’t buying that either and went back to his room. When he didn’t show for his dinner, he was found in his room. He had somehow gotten hold of a sharp piece of scrap metal and jammed it into his neck, opening up his jugular, bleeding out. We tried to get him downstairs to the ED, but it was too late. Don’t pretend to be stupid. I can tell when a sociopath is lying and playing dumb and trying to escape the consequences of their actions by playing it cute. I wrote my doctoral thesis on it. but don’t expect me to pity you, either, because I know exactly how dangerous you are.
wow, you really believe that, don’t you? amazing… just… wow … I genuinely feel bad for you.
I would never put that much effort into a single comment, especially for you. plus, I don’t know nearly enough about psychology to make up a story like that.
wow, you really believe that, don’t you? amazing… just… wow … I genuinely feel bad for you.
I would never put that much effort into a single comment, especially for you. plus, I don’t know nearly enough about psychology to make up a story like that.
seriously whomever wrote that copypasta obviously knows their shi about psychology, but I couldn’t understand any of it but the story part. I’m a designer. I ca tell you anything you want to know about photoshop, illustrator, indesign, I also know some Swift, some C++ form when I used to do some development. I even do some web design, so I know html and css. edit: and javascript
but no psychology, and I sure don’t have a phd. I have an MfA, from a design school
ya know, you remind me of someone I once met a long time ago. back when I was looking at doctoral programs, I was working in a clinic in downtown Manhattan. this was… not a great place. it was for, well, people who didn’t have any money and couldn’t afford proper psychiatric care, and this was their only option. but it would look good on my application to the programs I would be applying to because the hospital was well-known and had a good reputation for the public service work it did and the relatively high level of care it provided. I learned a lot. this one kid came in. he was… oh, 16? 17? he had been diagnosed with oppositional-defiant disorder with narcissistic features and had been in juvenile detention a couple of times, which was typical. the hospital had a detention wing where he was kept. after he went through intake, and was washed and cleaned up (he was covered in blood from a fight with the cops), they brought him down to the clinic (it was on a different floor) and I got to process him. it wasn’t a complicated task… fill out some forms with his basic info (which we had, but I needed to confirm). name, age, date, etc. He was cooperative. Polite, even. This was a surprise, as this behavior was, right from the start, didn’t fit with ODD. he did like to talk about himself, evincing other narcissistic behaviors and such. over the next couple of days, I met with him a few more times and began to believe he’d been misdiagnosed. over the next couple of weeks, we met every day for group therapy session and again for individual sessions as his initial court appearances were approaching. it became clear to me and the supervising psychiatrist the he had, in fact, been misdiagnosed, and didn’t have ODD. He had Narcissistic Personality Disorder with Borderline features and a collection of garden-variety neuroses, which is weird for a 16 year-old. anyway, this new diagnosis spelled trouble for his legal defense, and he became quite agitated when several psychologists and psychiatrists saw though his little charade. at first he tried to play dumb and pretend like he didn’t know what we were talking about. he tried to come violent, tried to fake the diagnostic criteria for ODD to a tee. Thing is, we’re trained to tell when people are faking. it didn’t work. We saw though his bullshit, and, with his court date getting closer, he realized he wouldn’t be able to plead not-guilty due to mental defect. he’d have to face the full brunt of the charges for the 3 people he murdered because they hurt his feelings by calling him out in some argument during a backyard barbecue. His mom, his dad, and his brother. Murdered. Over a disagreement. And he thought he could get away with it by playing dumb with a team of trained psychiatrists and psychologists. And when he realized it wouldn’t work, and he’d have to face the consequences, he… didn’t take it well. A violent outburst ensued, he tried to attack me and one of the staff psychiatrists, but the orderlies sedated him and restrained him. He was released from isolation the next day, but he just played dumb, pretending like he had no idea what happened, like he didn’t understand what anyone was talking about. I suppose he was faking some sort of metal confusion in an attempt to gain sympathy or to be diagnosed with some other condition. Whatever it was, he figured out quickly that we weren’t buying that either and went back to his room. When he didn’t show for his dinner, he was found in his room. He had somehow gotten hold of a sharp piece of scrap metal and jammed it into his neck, opening up his jugular, bleeding out. We tried to get him downstairs to the ED, but it was too late. Don’t pretend to be stupid. I can tell when a sociopath is lying and playing dumb and trying to escape the consequences of their actions by playing it cute. I wrote my doctoral thesis on it. but don’t expect me to pity you, either, because I know exactly how dangerous you are.
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wow, you really believe that, don’t you? amazing… just… wow … I genuinely feel bad for you.
I would never put that much effort into a single comment, especially for you. plus, I don’t know nearly enough about psychology to make up a story like that.
wait, I just caught part of something— you’re going into some modlogs just to try to hurt my feelings? you’re that desperate?
hahahaha
scraping the mod logs…. wow!
that out of ideas… maybe time for a nap?
ad hominem. strawman. avoiding the question. Is replying twice to each of my comments supposed to make you reveal info about yourself twice as fast?
I’m genuinely sorry that you have so much pain inside you that you have to work so hard to make everyone else around you miserable.
but watching you do it makes me laugh. especially because you’re so bad at it, lol
wait, I just caught part of something— you’re going into some modlogs just to try to hurt my feelings? you’re that desperate?
hahahaha
Not as desperate as fielding 7 alt accounts lmao. You’re probably the first person on lemmy to do vote manipulation lmao.
seven? didn’t you say it was 3 earlier? can’t even keep your numbers straight, lol
I never said it was 3. Must’ve been something you saw on one of your alts.
you were spamming earlier with a list of names you thought were me. there were 3 or 4 names. now you say it’s 7. your story keeps changing.
I think you’re getting tired.
Didn’t you say it was 3, now it’s 4? Getting your alts mixed up huh?
wow, you really believe that, don’t you? amazing… just… wow … I genuinely feel bad for you.
I would never put that much effort into a single comment, especially for you. plus, I don’t know nearly enough about psychology to make up a story like that.
all out of gas, I see.
lol
So you live in Brooklyn. You have a phD in psychology or some related field, and you’re a star trek fan. What else do we need to narrow things down?
I’m a designer. I’ve never even studied psychology. where did you get that idea?
hahaha, WHAT???
I don’t any of those things…
well, I am a Star Trek fan, but lots of people are.
seriously whomever wrote that copypasta obviously knows their shi about psychology, but I couldn’t understand any of it but the story part. I’m a designer. I ca tell you anything you want to know about photoshop, illustrator, indesign, I also know some Swift, some C++ form when I used to do some development. I even do some web design, so I know html and css. edit: and javascript
but no psychology, and I sure don’t have a phd. I have an MfA, from a design school