There is something fantastical, ghastly, almost demonic about seeing a corporation as somehow equivalent, existentially, to a human being.  Could a religious person, for example, ever refer to Exxon Mobil as “a child of God,” as a “dear soul”?  The idea is profoundly unsettling.

It doesn't seem like a view one could arrive at simply by specious legal arguments or moral depravity in the service of a political ideology — it would seem to require something more, some sort of neurological disorder, some actual and fundamental damage to the brain itself.