I've already explained how it made perfect sense that, of course, Walt would love a family member more than a gangster.
You've explained how it makes perfect sense
to you.
In terms of Hank being a family member, he wasn't a blood relative, such as a brother, an uncle, or a first cousin. He was an obnoxious, egomaniacal cop who was married to Skyler's ditzy sister and was "family" only in terms of marital tradition. I have a so-called brother-in-law whom I was forced to associate with while my wife was alive but whom I've had absolutely nothing to do with since her funeral -- and he isn't nearly as obnoxious as Hank Schraeder.
Have you considered that, in spite of the source of the money, were it not for Walt and Skyler's generosity Hank would still be confined to bed, playing with rocks and shitting in a bedpan? In spite of that, and in spite of the "family" factor you've cited, Hank punched Walt in the mouth when he learned the truth and has assiduously been trying to put Walt in prison and destroy his family -- even though Walt is, in the logically moral sense, no worse than a 1920s whiskey bootlegger?
If Hank were not a compulsively driven, perversely authoritarian brute, he would not be conducting an autonomous investigation of his brother-in-law. In fact he is obliged by rules to inform his superior of what he's doing, and why. Yet you say you can relate to Walt's apparent affection for this degenerate power freak.
Pardon me if I cannot.
You just don't like the ending because they didn't end the show the way you wanted them to.
That's true. I was hoping for poetic justice in the form of Hank and Marie ending up in prison, which Walt's brilliant "confession" disc could easily have facilitated -- mainly because Hank saw fit to conduct the investigation without notifying his superiors of his progress.
Well guess what? You can try writing your own tv show. Good luck with that.
I might try that if I were capable. But I'm not. I don't have the capacity for
retained continuity, which is an essential requirement for creating fiction. But my appreciation of good fiction is predicated on common sense expectation. And Walt's concern for Hank simply made no sense to me.
Try putting yourself in Walt's position. Would you be willing to trade your buried fortune to save the life of a pathological predator like Hank?
Put yourself in Hank's position. Would you be so compulsively eager to put your brother-in-law in prison and destroy his family if you learned he was bootlegging methamphetamine -- even though his generosity is the reason why you are walking again? Or would you at the very most inform your superior of what you've learned and ask to be recused from the case?
And let's continue this discussion in an adult, civil manner. There is no need for hostility.