It's meaning was dramatically narrowed in 1928 when the psychologist Partridge redefined it to mean people who were anti-social, egocentric, manipulative etc.
well hell, I'm all those things. And I knew a psych student who (as all psych students do, diagnose those around them) was kind enough(sarcasm) to proclaim me a sociopath.
I don't know if I am or not, and really don't care cause knowing doesn't change anything.
What I do know is that when I was about 6 or so I had a convo with myself about why other peoples feeling should matter, and chose to operate as if they did matter, as an aid to fitting in.
Oh, how wonderful that turned out. Sociopath or not, I sure have a hard time with social and interpersonal interaction and relationships.
But I've never commited any major crimes(speeding doesn't count) and can't see myself hurting an innocent without remorse.
x + y = lack of brain function
Actually it's more like 3.2 mil or so, depending on breakfast.
Although, I'm pretty sure I could hear her nagging from orbit.
Do you think she'd get cell reception up there?
Maybe I could just send myself, and "forget" my phone.
A computer without COBOL and Fortran is like a piece of chocolate cake without ketchup and mustard.