Are you a psychopath?

[TheGreenGoblin]

From the man who gave us "The Men Who Stare at Goats"...

https://books.google.co.za/books/about/ ... &q&f=false


Take a test....

[TheGreenGoblin]

All hoaxes, in my humble opinion, like this one...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rendlesha ... nd%20which

And nothing to do with being a psychopath...

[Pontius Navigator]

TGG, light conditions, height - speed - scan?

[TheGreenGoblin]

TGG, light conditions, height - speed - scan?

Possible. May have had his head down as he flew over the first time as he tooled over at 400 knots plus...

Interesting to look at these things using people like air force officers, as a sane baseline mind!

[Pontius Navigator]

TGG, that is something like 220 yards per second.

My wg cdr was accused of deliberately buzzing a horse and rider with his F3. He wrote back that he could not possibly see something like that.

Next day :

"Senior RAF officer with defective vision admits flying supersonic jet'

[TheGreenGoblin]

TGG, that is something like 220 yards per second.

My wg cdr was accused of deliberately buzzing a horse and rider with his F3. He wrote back that he could not possibly see something like that.

Next day :

"Senior RAF officer with defective vision admits flying supersonic jet'

Never tell doctors, or psychiatrists anything (or so THEY say)...

[TheGreenGoblin]

TGG, that is something like 220 yards per second.

My wg cdr was accused of deliberately buzzing a horse and rider with his F3. He wrote back that he could not possibly see something like that.

Next day :

"Senior RAF officer with defective vision admits flying supersonic jet'

Never tell doctors, or psychiatrists anything (or so THEY say)...

Certainly didn't help Buzz Aldrin...

https://www.biography.com/news/buzz-ald ... on-landing

As an aside, I wonder if psychopathy is a useful trait in senior officers (for example)?

[Pontius Navigator]

TGG, that was why we took out insurance for loss of flying pay. I think most RAF aircrew avoided the quacks as much as possible. Any suggestion of medical confidentiality was a joke.

For instance the SMO would brief OC Admin every month. On one occasion we had a particularly airwoman foisted on us. She had been given a glowing report, pure lies, to get rid of her. I contacted the MO who was quite open about her "on no account should you give her any consideration for her imagined illness"

[TheGreenGoblin]

TGG, that was why we took out insurance for loss of flying pay. I think most RAF aircrew avoided the quacks as much as possible. Any suggestion of medical confidentiality was a joke.

For instance the SMO would brief OC Admin every month. On one occasion we had a particularly airwoman foisted on us. She had been given a glowing report, pure lies, to get rid of her. I contacted the MO who was quite open about her "on no account should you give her any consideration for her imagined illness"

There is reputed to be a higher statistical incidence of psychopathic traits in the cohort of doctors (or surgeons more specifically)... but I wonder if that stands up to scrutiny, I guess it stands to reason that a certain cold detachment is required in such work...


https://publishing.rcseng.ac.uk/doi/ful ... l.2015.331

[Ex-Ascot]

We had a Nav, single, lived in the mess who claimed that he was the fifth member of The Beatles and had played cricket for England. When the Gulf War started he said that he was allergic to rubber and couldn't wear a mask so couldn't play. Come redundancies he was made compulsory redundant and couldn't understand why. He was quite sociable but no one heard a word from him after he drove out of the gate. He was a member of a group called 'The Hell Fire Club' led by a Fg Off. They had riotous Sunday lunches which all ended in memorable destruction . That Fg Off made AVM.

[Pontius Navigator]

He was quite sociable but no one heard a word from him after

Not a bad ploy really as you lose contact very quickly with incomers soon displacing familiar figures.

[TheGreenGoblin]

We had a Nav, single, lived in the mess who claimed that he was the fifth member of The Beatles and had played cricket for England. When the Gulf War started he said that he was allergic to rubber and couldn't wear a mask so couldn't play.

Definitely not a Beatle or a cricketer then! Upped stumps and just buggered off eh, just like that, not cricket at all!

I did know somebody who was allergic to latex but that's another story best kept in the Karl Lagerfeld bondage dungeons in Bremerhaven...

[Pontius Navigator]

Some females probably are too. Especially those who hog the lime lights.

[TheGreenGoblin]

Some females probably are too. Especially those who hog the lime lights.

Hell hath no fury...

The Secret Life of Captain X: My Life with a Psychopath Pilot by MrsXNomore

[1DC]

Their must be a bit of the nutter in all of us, be a shame if their wasn't.

[TheGreenGoblin]

I am not suggesting that the bloke was a psychopath, but I used to enjoy the pilot who used to post as Rainboe and his outbursts ref. his ex-wife (or was it wives) at TOP back in the day. He was clearly paranoid that he was being pursued by her (them) in a concerted quest for his filthy lucre as his career wound down to retirement (aren't all divorced men a little like that)? There was clearly a PhD's worth of aberrant psychology there for those who would look...

[Pontius Navigator]

TGG, there was a likable bag pipe playing (oxymoron?) pilot on my first sqn. Despite a hats on, no coffee interview with the AOC he still made wg cdr. He needed the money to keep his 3 X's in the style.....

I may have got the numbers wrong and he might have been on #5.

[TheGreenGoblin]

TGG, there was a likable bag pipe playing (oxymoron?) pilot on my first sqn. Despite a hats on, no coffee interview with the AOC he still made wg cdr. He needed the money to keep his 3 X's in the style.....

I may have got the numbers wrong and he might have been on #5.

One would imagine that badly played pipes would count as grounds for divorce (irretrievable breakdown of marriage)! Perhaps therein lay the basis for his ex-wives claims of cruel and unusual treatment by your wg cdr? Every bad grace note he played was another pound in an ex-wife's pocket!

Perhaps also explains why divorce is easier in Scotland!

https://www.divorce-online.co.uk/blog/d ... n-england/

[ian16th]

Perhaps also explains why divorce is easier in Scotland!

https://www.divorce-online.co.uk/blog/d ... n-england/

And apparently a better place than England for the man.

When I worked in Leeds, we had a guy in the office who had been working for the company on assignment in Scotland. While there he divorced his wife.

It was very acrimonious.

During the marriage, his father in law had named him as executor in his will, and never got round to changing it.

The FiL duly passed away, after both parties were back in W. Yorks, and my colleague had to do his legal duty. All very unpleasant.

[TheGreenGoblin]

Some females probably are too. Especially those who hog the lime lights.

Hell hath no fury...

The Secret Life of Captain X: My Life with a Psychopath Pilot by MrsXNomore

I must be bored, or mad! I am sitting here reading this lady's book... she is currently being wooed by her psychopath in waiting pilot who is a resident of Phoenix Arizona! Tis going to be a long complaint, the book is over 300 Kindle pages. Not exactly demanding reading mind...

He excelled in conversation. He had a non-stop sense of humor, a great command of words, and even a flare for impressions and foreign dialects, all with the expertise of a Broadway actor. I joked he must be an actor. “No, this is not so, I am an airline pilot,” he replied in a perfect Indian accent, causing me fits of laughter. As an actress I always had difficulty with accents. He was a natural! I was enamored. I laughed constantly at his endless stories while a warm and fuzzy feeling engulfed my entire being. I just couldn’t wait to spend more time with him. I could tell he really liked me from the way he looked at me, like I was a prize he desired. From that day on he never left my side unless he had to fly one of his scheduled flights. Everything happened so fast. We dined at Phoenix’s best restaurants, him ordering for me, all while flattering me with attention. He was a perfect gentleman, always opening the car door for me. When we were not dining out, we spent hours at my apartment talking endlessly, drinking his brand name scotch and the expensive bottles of wine he brought along. My meager income had afforded me an occasional box of wine.

Closest I have come to reading bilge and swoon, but hey, it's a dirty business, and somebody has got to do it, in search of the quintessence of psychopathy...