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It’s been less than a week since the honorable Ramsay Bolton, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North was brutally and savagely murdered at the hands of his wife Sansa Stark, and already the internet is teeming with trolls and tryhards making light of this tragic situation.
And quite frankly, I’ve had enough. I’m sick and tired of seeing people vilifying this great man, calling him names, and laughing about his death. Ramsay Bolton was a good, kind-hearted man, who was only trying to unite the North against a common enemy (The White Walkers), and was killed for it.
At this point, you might be thinking to yourself “But wait, wasn’t Ramsay evil? Didn’t he take pleasure in torturing people, and didn’t he literally just kill Rickon Stark?”, to which my answer is this: Ramsay had no choice.
You see, ever since Ramsay was a young boy, he’d been hearing strange voices in his head. This minor detail is alluded to in the books, but completely glossed over on the T.V. show, and it’s very, very important because it explains why he acts the way that he does.
Was Ramsay a schizophrenic? Was he just hearing things? No, he wasn’t. The voices inside his head came from Bran Stark. Every act of violence he committed, and every man, woman, or child that he tortured was done entirely because Bran told him to.
Make no mistake, Bran isn’t evil. He didn’t order Ramsay to kill, rape, or torture people for his own pleasure, no, he ordered it because it was the only way to bring all of the Northern houses together to fight against The White Walkers.
Think about it. Bran knew that the only way to get everybody on the same page about The White Walkers was to start a war between the Boltons and the Starks. He knew that if Ramsay was to play the role of the villain, all the Northern houses would join forces against him, and they would be stronger because of it.
Ramsay understood that he would be hated, he would be vilified, and he would, in the end, be killed, but he played his role anyway. It didn’t bring him joy when he tortured Theon, on the contrary, it probably made him want to cry. But, he knew that if if he didn’t earn a reputation as a monster and become hated and feared by all, Westeros would be doomed.
So he did what he had to do. He killed, he lied, he tortured, he raped, and he scared the living shit out of nearly everybody in Westeros. He became a villain; somebody people could hate, and somebody people could rally to defeat. And in the end, it worked. The entire North is now united against The White Walkers. He died a hero.
Thank you, Ramsay. Thank you for seeing the bigger picture, and for sacrificing your life for the life of the realm. Thank you for having the inner strength to do all of these horrible things without faltering. And, most of all, thank you for being you.