About Megalomania
I must have met with some stroke of luck today. The driving instructor, who I felt to be some tough nut, turned up the radio like some relak jack mat and chitchatted with me all the way throughout the lesson…and he cleared my entire Stage 4 plus final evals! Which means…I can book my fucking test!
Goodness…Rocks my soxx man…hawhaw…never knew that 1 and a half hours could mean this much. I was perplexed when he told me to do my best but I guess I understand now! Hahaha…So by the end of November you all will know my fate…
Anyway, let’s come back to topic. Today’s lesson was spurred by a certain person feared by many in Khatib Camp. Let’s just call him big-head.
So geht’s:
Megalomania (n.): A personality disorder characterised by extreme feelings of self-importance, a high need for admiration, and a lack of empathy. Also known as narcissistic personality disorder.
I can already name some megalomaniacs just thinking of it.
Beispiel 1. This particular big-head terrorises the poor species of soldiers known as guards. He is always hovering around the rear gate, especially on this fateful Friday around 1700 hrs, demanding that the hapless Guard 3I/C conduct full-body searches on all book-out personnel. He does not hesitate to put you in your place, especially if his head is larger than yours (which is the case in 99.875% of all cases,) for example, by threatening to send you to your Really Shortest Man and giving you horrible gifts known as extras.
It is widely suspected that big-head bases his megalomania on some notions:
- He was once the personal bodyguard (gasp!) of a certain big shot
- His crabs are actually served on a plate and covered by two layers
- That he can terrorise at will by virtue of his loud voice and vulgar nature
- That he can literally bite your head off (which is probably very misguided)
But of course, he does give superiors privileges, although he does try to have his way with this species of people known as You Sore Losers. He feels that they are worthless because daily they only eat one chocolate bar while he eats crabs.
Ah, wait til the day I wave my pink I/C at him and tell him to fuck off. Fuck off, maggot! Haw.
Beispiel 2: This particular ranger who demands that work be done his way. Everything he says is gospel truth and should be followed. If he wants to give you something in a multiple of 7, all you can say is ‘yes, sir.’ He does not hesitate to justify his actions with words which everyone knows is a farce, and he does not hesitate to make one battalion’s worth of officers stay back and slave away because of his dear last-minute changes.
This is a prime example of what tough Commando training does to you, especially if you let it go to your head. Thank goodness he is leaving us.
-Corona break. *glug, glug*-
Beispiel 3: Someone who always appears in the newspapers who has made breaking news by unleashing a scathing attack on the papers about how NS turns men into complaining wusses. A certain head of a scholarly order dedicated to the furthering of research and science for the greater good of Mankind. He will do things his own way and his own way only and is obsessed with respect perhaps for himself. Luckily, he doesn’t have any additional power outside of that. He’d be quite the despot if he were ever to seize political power.
Unfortch, some of the things he does is really LPPL, which means he just goes one huge round just to score a hit on himself. You go, yo! Score one for overseas! Ultimately, he can say he doesn’t care and all, but who knows if he’s doing nothing but breeding hostility in the lower ranks. Maybe one day they will unveil a statue in his likeness which will blast off into the Sun, never to return. Hopefully they’ll blast him off into space as well, on a mission to Alpha Centauri, never to return.
These 3 people have something in common. They are extremely self-important and wish to be admired. Obviously, somehow they’re not getting that admiration – so they wish probably to make themselves more notorious and control by fear. As for empathy…
What empathy?
posted by quatscherei @ 00:48
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