Obviously duhumanizing someone due to their race, religion, sexual characteristics, or other immutable properties is wrong. But we’re talking about someone who Damned themselves entirely through their own actions. No one took Thompson’s humanity from him; he threw it away willingly.

Make no mistake. When Thompson hit the pavement that cold morning, he did not stop falling. His soul tried to rise up to the clouds, but he could not. Looking down, his ghost found a shackle tied to his ankle. Bound in fetters to a pile of gold, an otherworldly representation of his own wealth and greed. As his spirit tried desperately to soar upwards, instead he sunk down, down, and down, the ground rising up above him like a diver beneath the surface of the ocean. And he did not stop falling until his soul reached the Pit of Hell itself.

Such is the fate of all men who take the lives of others for their greed. In the end, they all Burn.