Gabriel Wortman, in his own words, preferred the dead to the living : no kidding

Two would-be denture customers of Gabriel Wortman have talked to Andrew Rankin of the Halifax Herald at great length, about their unusual encounters with the denturist about one year ago.

Please view this article while it is still online —- and then read my take on it

It is simply far and away the most informative look inside the brain of the mass killer to date - and given that the couple met Wortman a year ago, it definitely shows that GW the medical professional was clearly off the medical professional rails a year ago, well before any Covid-19 meltdown.

One must simply ask that if the NS Denturist Licensing Board, which only has to regulate about a small classroom worth of  NS denturists, had done its job properly and gently but firmly intervened to help a troubled fellow denturist, would 24 people have died.

I worked as a psych orderly for several years at two hospitals and my sense from reading the account of the two clients is that Gabe was distinctly giving off signs of a serious mental problem of some sort.

Notably the female of the couple was totally put off by Gabe’s rapid and random ramblings - she couldn’t put a medical term to it - but knew it wasn’t somehow mentally normal.

I use the word mental as opposed to psychological, deliberately. Most of Wortman’s actions and statements during this ultra long initial client interview are classic NPD (narcissistic personality disorder) : but his heightened tangentiality of thoughts (his random, rapid, rambling of thoughts) are not — they suggest a mental issue emerging.

And while medical professionals are allowed to have breakdowns as much as the rest of us, there is also a heightened responsibility upon all of us to get them treatment before they harm the care of their patients.

Sorry, but surgeons should not be allowed to go bonkers —— at least not on the job.

Gabriel, as is typical of those with narcissistic personality disorder, loved to feel superior by helping people with their problems. This helpfulness really impressed the young couple at first.

But the male witnessed just what happens when the ‘generosity’ of someone with that disorder is questioned in even the smallest way. Wortman browbeat and demeaned an elderly woman client who had a problem with a fitting - and did so right in front of his new client.

His ‘nice’ mask slipped and ‘nasty’ Gabe took over the brain functions momentarily.

Quickly though , his nice mask returned as he explained away his actions to his new client (as usual with NPD types - it was all the other person’s fault.)

NPD grandiosity was in full display : his successes are paraded over and over - still it was startling to see them displayed even during his supposedly professional medical client interactions.

He openly talked about his act of arson, burning down a barn with another neighbours’ property in it. This too, to me, shows a loosening of probably a lifetime of keeping a lid on his actual thoughts when he was with others - at least as long as he was sober.

Gabe had moved on from telling strangers he had murdered people —-when he was drunk, to telling perfect strangers he had committed arson —— while sober and in the role of a medical professional.

Hello, hello : Denturists’ Board ?

And very much an example of GW’s private world starting to emerge into and across his public mask was his ramblings about his wish to become an owner-operator of a crematory.

This is new - earlier references to his mid 1990s career spoke merely of Gabe being a mortician at a funeral home , rather than at a crematory.

Because with hindsight in the year 2020, crematory work involves both definitely dead people and all-consuming fires —— the chief characteristic of Wortman’s murder spree being his inner need to totally and definitely end situations in a GOTTERDAMMERUNG of death and fire.

Not just to shot someone repeatedly to ensure they are really dead, but then to take the time to burn up their car (or house) as well.

But Gabe revealing his plans for a total career switch to absolute strangers was very off-putting for the young couple.

It was all rather like going to a surgeon for reassurance before they performed a life-threatening operation on you and she admitting to you that actually she felt she was much better in the autopsy room, revealing why operations go wrong and why the patients died.

For after convincing the couple that he was a totally hands-on people-friendly denturist, Gabe then suddenly switched gears and said he would rather embalm and cremate dead bodies in the back room, just as long as he didn’t have to deal with the living relatives in the front room.

GW told them, in probably the saddest insight into the very core of his being, “the dead can’t hurt you, I don’t mind.”

I firmly believe that was the five year Gabe talking, the five year messed-up kid that controlled the inner adult Gabriel Wortman.....