I understand how you feel about it, Rapaire. Not surprising that you would. I think, though, that there is a soul in there...but it's been covered over by an outer fear-driven outer personality structure that doesn't allow the soul to outwardly express itself any longer. (Just a theory...not saying I know for sure.)

It's not the soul or lack of it that's the problem if that's the case, it's surface personality that's the problem. Surface personalities can be absolutely horrible, but they're rather like a role in a play or a novel. They are constructs. We find such fractured personalities very useful in fiction, because having them there allows a good, dramatic plot to unfold. Every Sherlock Holmes must have his Moriarty to battle with. We don't so much enjoy encountering them in real life...

I don't think that the soul is either greedy or lustful, but personalities? That's another story entirely. Personalities have appetites, and they constantly fear their own demise or the thwarting of their desires.

The guy with the cat may be partially insane...or he may just be very, very stupid. Or both.

I met a Polish girl once who seemed to have no empathy at all for animals. She was fine with people and was a good, responsible co-worker, and not anti-social in any way. But she disliked all animals. I've never figured out what the heck was going on in her mind.