What Makes A Creep?
I‘ve been thinking lately about creeps, ever since I sat next to that guy at the furry nightclub who I thought was a creep.
The dictionary defines creep in slang as: a boring, disturbingly eccentric, painfully introverted, or obnoxious person.
Creepy itself is defined as: of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a person who is a creep; obnoxious; weird.
However, these definitions are not what I imagined a creep to be. I guess I’ve been using the term incorrectly. But when I think of creepy I think of something morbidly strange. Almost carnally or psychologically abnormal.
A creep to me is someone who is debased. Eccentric, obnoxious, and introverted are fine, but a creep to me has a sense of depravity. For example, gays who go cruise for valueless sex are creeps to me. People who have certain sexual fetishes I could categorize under eccentric, so they can be creeps.
But there’s another kind of creep too. Eerie, strange, but in such a way that is disturbing to think about. That is where there is a commonality between the creep and creepy, it’s something powerfully psychologically abnormal. Almost a force of strangeness and disturbance.
I personally associate creep with sexual things, but it is not isolated to those cases. I just don’t have much of a regard for paranormally creepy situations or entities. If something happens like that, then, that’s just what happened… it’s not creepy.
Creepy is when something’s so strange, you can feel it. So, don’t be a creep. Don’t debase yourself or be depraved, and we’ll get along fine.