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Chain Inaction Benny finished his coffee, then threw the coffee cup away. Images flashed before his eyes. Coffee cup> Passer-by throwing his next to it> Thousands of passers-by throwing theirs as well> Little piles of trash> Garbage man fired> Murder ten metres away from that very spot> Bad neighbourhood headlines> House prices go down> New ghetto. He grunted and picked up the discarded coffee cup. “Okay, okay! Fine,” he mumbled to himself, wincing in pain. He crushed the paper cup in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket. “Psychopathy is a popular subject of research. We can all understand in some way what psychopaths are and that they need to be treated. Their crimes usually make headlines, making it even easier for researchers to get funding. But it’s not a