Yes, unfortunately.
My father
. And some (surprise surprise) journalists/people I met who worked in the media industry.
There was something broken about them, like they were in a place where the world was a theatre and they were just moving pieces round? (generally other people).
Even a show of emotion was calculated in order to manipulate something out of the situation?
Occasionally, if called out, you'd get this immense flash of rage/defensiveness/anger at the person who had called them out.
You were certain they were very, very capable of doing damage to other people if the law didn't exist.
I'm not sure there ever was anything authentic about them: or if there was, it had vanished at some point and everything was just covered with lies/self-deception as they grew up.
They were like some raging child playing a game of the Emperors New Clothes - if I can hide my evil or project it onto someone else, then I'm alright. I'm not sure if there is a crossover with narcissism here btw.