Sorry, no RPG or political content here, this is another thread about crazy people.
First of all, some family history as far back as I can recount (all the men–the girls are all reasonably normal:
W.R. Montoya: “Explosively unpredictable” or “just plain batshit crazy” and mean. Alcoholic. Brilliant airplane & automotive mechanic. Evidently the more stable of a pair of brothers, sons of a “rugged individualist” who drifted accross Canada. Possible decendent of William Wallace–positive link pending.
**W.T. **: Garden variety manic/depressive. Brilliant mechanic. Usualy non-violent. Alcoholism restrained through force of will alone.
T.R. : Sociopath, convicted pedophile, high-ranking FAA official. Brilliant. All-around jerk. Alcoholic.
S.D. : Explosively unpredictable, alcoholic, in and out of jail, street-fighter, successful businessman.
R.T. : Pilot, excellent airplane mechanic (self-taught jet mechanic), alcoholic.
T.R. : Megalomaniac, asshole, not really all that bright.
J.T. : Psychopath (diagnosed & treating), addict, alcoholic, self-taught computer hardware/software programming (Pascal, DOS & C) in 4 months while recuperating from near-fatal motorcycle accident. Unpredictable on a good day.
Me : Well, I’m one of them. On paper: bipolar II with some schizoaffective stripes.
My son. The last male leaf on this branch of the tree. Diagnosed (as closely as you can diagnose a 7 year old) with Juvenile onset bipolar disorder. Textbook case based on behaviors and family history, and the first to be in a postion to receive early treatment before the illness has a chance to make his life realy difficult. So the question: do we just castrate him now? or do we allow the madness to go on?