Food For Thought

by | Dec 17, 2019

Food For Thought

by | Dec 17, 2019

Thom writes, re “Prescription For Violence: The Corresponding Rise of Antidepressants, SSRIs & Mass Shootings“:

I am a psychopath.

I am a family man, I own guns. I would never go out and shoot innocent people.

I think calling psychopaths murderous people it’s not right. Just pointing that out.

I do not have any care for other people’s feelings unless they’re in my close group. I myself have a tendency to feel “empathy“ towards children and old people. But ask anyone I know and I am a good guy.

Psychopathy does not inherently predispose anyone towards violence. I am abhorrently opposed to violence. Unless one brings it upon themselves to act in a way where violence begets violence.

Just asking in the future they don’t label psychopaths as the killers. It’s usually people they have strong feelings that commit crimes. I do not have strong feelings, that is a trait of psychopaths. Therefore I have no reason to go out and shoot people. The people they go out and kill people have unregulated emotions.

Just trying to clear up the misconception.

Hope you have a great day,
Thom

Scott Horton

Scott Horton

Scott Horton is director of the Scott Horton Academy of Foreign Policy and Freedom director of the Libertarian Institute, editorial director of Antiwar.com and host of the Scott Horton Show from ScottHorton.org. He is the author of four books. He has conducted more than 6,000 interviews since 2003. Scott lives in Austin, Texas with his wife, Larisa Alexandrovna Horton.

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