Here to ask the question: What do you do, emotionally and practically, when it turns out that people you have admired for a long time happen to be terrible people?
Am I going to make some cop-out “separate the art from the artist” argument? No.
Am I going to repeat the boring adage about heroes and the meeting thereof? No. Well, not often.
What I am going to attempt to do is to examine the people whose creative work has impacted my life, look at the terrible things that I’ve done, and try to figure out where to go from here.
And hopefully you’ll get something out of it too.