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“I like to think that nobody is beyond help.”  It was a thought that kept him going after the terrible things that Ben had said to him ; Tate couldn’t be angry though.  He ruined that family.  You’re a psychopath, Tate! It’s a mental disorder and therapy can’t cure it!  The blond suddenly seemed very uncomfortable with the topic.  Fidgeting so much that he nudged Blaine from his shoulder and stood up.  “Yeah — Yeah, I uh, I like to think that with the right people and stuff … Everyone can get better.”  He could get better.  Tate paced anxiously, the sleeve of his sweater coming up near his mouth as a nervous tick.  “I think the problem is demonization.  The media focuses on uh, how and when?  And what about their crimes rather than why.  When you get told that you’re a monster so many times, you start to believe it, ya know?  And why try getting better if people are always going to see you as a monster.”  Tate had to take a deep breath.  Stop making this so personal, because Blaine was a smart boy.  He was going to start wondering and asking questions.  His hands raked back and forth a little too roughly in unruly blond hair before he went to settle back down on the sofa’s arm.  “Nobody believes in redemption anymore.  In forgiveness.  And it’s really sad, you know? It’s really sad.” 

“I’d like to think so, myself.  I mean..  Writing off another human being is cruel.  There’s a person with a heart in there. I agree with you but sometimes I wonder..”  He watched Tate closely, his gaze momentarily shifting to Tate’s fingers before making eye contact again.  “Do you think that some things people do can take that away?  Or make people hate them enough for what they’ve done because it’s so beyond our capacity to forgive that that’s why they’re forgotten?  There has to be some hope if other places focus on rehabilitating the worst of their offenders?  Maybe it’s just an American thing?”  Their country seemed far too apt to lock anyone away forever verses trying to help them move past their crimes.  But?  Which crimes were so unforgivable that there was no coming back?  Regardless of mental health or lack of soul or whatever anyone else’s opinion was.  What made a person truly irredeemable and who was the one to draw the line?  “I think the root problem should be considered for each person.  If they’re sick?  It’s horrible to turn the other way.  Monsters are supposed to be fairy tale villains meant to scare us or teach us a lesson.  I don’t think it’s fair to run around saying they don’t exist while turning everyone we don’t understand into one.  Sort of hypocritical.  Don’t you think?”  Or..  Was this conversation getting too upsetting?  Maybe they should go back to talking about human belts and lampshades?  Blaine bit his lip and pondered his options.

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