Yes. When I lived in Bogotá, my step-mother’s family (from my dad’s 3rd marriage) became my own. One of her sisters (the oldest) had five children- four of them girls. My aunt’s husband was fondling and sexually molesting all of his daughters. I was particularly close to my cousin who was a year older than me. She was 12 at the time. I always knew that there was something wrong. I recognized the signs because I was going through the same thing with a different adult. I tried to get her to talk about it with me, but the fear and shame was too great - for both of us, I suppose. Years after I left home I heard that my aunt had turned him in and he was actually charged and did prison time. He had been molesting and threatening his daughters from the time they were all really young. The fucker. I hope he rots in hell. In my mind - he is evil. Writing this puts a lump in my throat. I don’t know how I turned out to be the person who I am. I’m giving and loving. My biggest regret is that I didn’t tell after the first time it happened. I have not seen my cousin in years, but we hooked up on facebook and I can see by her photos that she has a lovely family, and that she and her sisters are finally free.
Haven’t you mentioned in other posts that you and your mother live in the same house? That seems like one of the worst possible living situations for you.
There was a kid a few years younger than me in high school who was a vicious little monster. He’d casually attack other kids totally out of the blue. Following his inevitable expulsion he went on to murder his remedial reading teacher for no apparent reason. As far as I could see he had no redeeming features whatsoiever, so I’ve always classed him as totally evil.
Oh and a quick google reveals he’s now out on parole. Great.
Betcha dollars to doughnuts he was already a serial rapist. You know he drugged at least one woman and raped her, you know he had access to LOTS of drugs and enjoyed giving people stuff that would hurt them. He kept lots and lots of naive teenagers around him. But most of it was probably ‘just’ date rape, and why were the girls hanging out with a guy like that anyway, and besides, weren’t they kissing him earlier? 
This is classic serial rapist stuff.
If anesthetic is indicated, I offer it. Evil gets standard medical care from me. I’m not going to compromise my own integrity based on my sense of moral outrage.
But it’s amazing how ordinary and banal evil looks. And how it suffers just like everyone else when confronted with its own infirmity and mortality.
Okay, I’d better quit before I go further overboard with allegory and metaphysical ramblings.
A friend met Squeaky Fromme. She wasn’t evil, just a lost soul who would follow anyone who was nice to her.
I did take care of a sociopath in nursing school. Sweet one minute, knife-wielding the next.
I don’t think so. I have had some really evil thoughts, but I don’t act on them and I realize they are evil. And despite the fact that 1-4% of the population is sociopathic, I don’t know for sure if I’ve ever met anyone who was a true sociopath. If I have, they were peripheral in my life and unlike the other sociopaths other posters in this thread are discussing, I only saw the phony ‘charming’ side not the amoral side.
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I’ve met George Bush.
Now if you’d have said you had met Dick Cheney…
Yes.
Bad people are bad people. Like other people, they have hobbies, feel pain, want to have friends, and make choices. By and large, those choices are to be bad.
Successful drug dealers are an evil breed of human being. I’ve met a few (crack dealers, mostly) that absolutely had no soul. They make their money by sucking the life right out of their customers; and it happens right before their eyes in the most vicious way. And the more the better.
Amoral and borderline sociopathic, sure, but nobody that I’d class as straight up, malicious evil.
By that, I mean I haven’t met who does/did harmful things for doing it- just because they could, or because it amused them.
I have met plenty of people who are/were so self-centered that considering others’ welfare just didn’t come into the picture, but none of them were ever really deliberately cruel or malicious but rather just oblivious or unconcerned with others’ emotions and desires.
My sister-in-law married a closet sociopath who came out of the closet after the wedding.
Of course evil suffers when the only person it cares about is infirm and mortal. Evil is as banal and simple as total selfishness whether that is taking someones last bite to eat when they are starving for its minor craving or raping a baby to death for its momentary pleasure. Evil is boring in its predictable self centeredness. It isn’t some demon from the pit of hell. Even smart evil isn’t special. It just gets away with it longer because it remembers those things that think they are important too can stop it from getting more pleasure.
I once dropped evil on the top of its head from a chair.
Clearly his clientele were a sophisticated and discriminating bunch…
Most of my family. Thanks for asking.
I agree.
It irks me when someone automatically labels an evil person as “crazy” or whatever. In other words, they believe there are only two kinds of people: “good” people and “mentally disabled” people; they do not believe some people are inherently bad. In my opinion, most evil people are not crazy, nor do they have mental problems. They are simply bad.
My evil half-brother is a straight up sociopath, yes.
I think my wife’s stepdad is close. A former friend, someone who was probably my closest friend for years is even closer, I think.
Outright evil, I don’t know for sure. Quite possible though.
Hell, I know for a fact I have some evil in me, and got a tattoo to remind me of that so that I don’t let it make decisions for me.
I think all of us have some, but it varies in how we let it affect us.
I’ve met people who were, looking back, probably sociopaths, but weren’t into the whole kill-and-rape thing.
Just the don’t-work-and-take-money-from-every-person you can thing. Sociopathic, but without ambition.