Now who can this be:

This kind of narcissist jealously guards his possessions - his collections,
his furniture, his cars, his children, his women, his money, his credit
cards...

Objects comfort this type of narcissist. They remind him of his status. They
are linked to gratifying events and, thus, constitute Secondary Sources of
Narcissistic Supply. They attest to the narcissist's wealth, his
connections, his achievements, his friendships, his conquests, and his
glorious past. No wonder he is so attached to them. Objects connected with
failures or embarrassments have no place in his abode. They get cast out.

Moreover, owning the right objects often guarantees the uninterrupted flow
of Narcissistic Supply. A flashy car or an ostentatious house help the
somatic narcissist attract sexual partners. Owning a high powered computer
and a broadband connection, or a sizable and expensive library, facilitate
the intellectual pursuits of the cerebral narcissist. Sporting a glamorous
wife and politically correct kids is indispensable in the careers of the
narcissistic politician, or diplomat.

The narcissist parades his objects, flaunts them, consumes them
conspicuously, praises them vocally, draws attention to them compulsively,
brags about them incessantly. When they fail to elicit Narcissistic Supply -
admiration, adulation, marvel - the narcissist feels wounded, humiliated,
deprived, discriminated against, the victim of a conspiracy, and generally
unloved.

Objects make the accumulator narcissist. They are an integral part of his
pathology. This type of narcissist is possessive. He obsesses about his
belongings and collects them compulsively. He "brands" them as his own. He
infuses them with his spirit and his personality. He attributes to them his
traits. He projects to them his thwarted emotions, his fears, his hopes.
They are an integral part of him, inseparable, providing emotional succour.

Such a narcissist says: "My car is daring and unstoppable", or "How clever
is my computer!", or "My dog is cunning", or "My wife craves attention". He
often compares people to the inanimate. Himself he regards - literally, not
only figuratively or metaphorically - as a computer or sex machine. His wife
he views as some kind of luxury good.

The narcissist loves objects and relates to them - which he fails to do with
humans. This is why he objectifies people - it makes it easier for him to
interact with them. Objects are predictable, reliable, always there,
obedient, easy to control and manipulate, universally desired.





hmmmm?

"Lloyd Bonafide" wrote in message
...
Now who can this be:

This kind of narcissist jealously guards his possessions - his
collections, his furniture, his cars, his children, his women, his
money, his credit cards...

Objects comfort this type of narcissist. They remind him of his
status. They are linked to gratifying events and, thus, constitute
Secondary Sources of Narcissistic Supply. They attest to the
narcissist's wealth, his connections, his achievements, his
friendships, his conquests, and his glorious past. No wonder he is so
attached to them. Objects connected with failures or embarrassments
have no place in his abode. They get cast out.

Moreover, owning the right objects often guarantees the uninterrupted
flow of Narcissistic Supply. A flashy car or an ostentatious house
help the somatic narcissist attract sexual partners. Owning a high
powered computer and a broadband connection, or a sizable and
expensive library, facilitate the intellectual pursuits of the
cerebral narcissist. Sporting a glamorous wife and politically correct
kids is indispensable in the careers of the narcissistic politician,
or diplomat.

The narcissist parades his objects, flaunts them, consumes them
conspicuously, praises them vocally, draws attention to them
compulsively, brags about them incessantly. When they fail to elicit
Narcissistic Supply - admiration, adulation, marvel - the narcissist
feels wounded, humiliated, deprived, discriminated against, the victim
of a conspiracy, and generally unloved.

Objects make the accumulator narcissist. They are an integral part of
his pathology. This type of narcissist is possessive. He obsesses
about his belongings and collects them compulsively. He "brands" them
as his own. He infuses them with his spirit and his personality. He
attributes to them his traits. He projects to them his thwarted
emotions, his fears, his hopes. They are an integral part of him,
inseparable, providing emotional succour.

Such a narcissist says: "My car is daring and unstoppable", or "How
clever is my computer!", or "My dog is cunning", or "My wife craves
attention". He often compares people to the inanimate. Himself he
regards - literally, not only figuratively or metaphorically - as a
computer or sex machine. His wife he views as some kind of luxury
good.

The narcissist loves objects and relates to them - which he fails to
do with humans. This is why he objectifies people - it makes it easier
for him to interact with them. Objects are predictable, reliable,
always there, obedient, easy to control and manipulate, universally
desired.





hmmmm?


Very good, Lloyd! The Boobster is so identifies with objects that he
long ago became an object of scorn and ridicule in this very group.

Wilbur Hubbard

That might be true except for the fact the Boob lives in the Matrix
where his home is a 5th floor walkup in Brooklin, his wife is a
hospital aid, those boat girl "models" are previous teenage runaways
who were model wannabes that he picked up at the Port Authority with
his kiddy car with the trashcan muffler and his "home theater" is a 5"
portable B&W no name TV. As anything in the Matrix goes the Boob
actually believes the stories he types.

"Ringmaster" wrote in message
ups.com...
That might be true except for the fact the Boob lives in
the Matrix
where his home is a 5th floor walkup in Brooklin, his wife
is a
hospital aid, those boat girl "models" are previous
teenage runaways
who were model wannabes that he picked up at the Port
Authority with
his kiddy car with the trashcan muffler and his "home
theater" is a 5"
portable B&W no name TV. As anything in the Matrix goes
the Boob
actually believes the stories he types.


speaking of stories, didn't the boob say he was going to
sail all weekend?
i see he's still here posting away.

SBV