With the rash of beloved (or at least noteworthy) artists and personalities being outed as sexual harassers or assaulters, it's becoming increasingly difficult to find art and entertainment made by people we can still unequivocally like. So the question arises: can you still enjoy the work of people who turn out to be predators, bigots, or otherwise shitty creeps?
Personally, I've always been able to maintain an immense disconnect in cases like this; Kevin Spacey's actions won't keep me from watching movies he's been in, and I'll still laugh at a lot of Louis CK's comedy bits (though probably to a lesser extent because so much of that is tied to his life). I strongly disagree with the notion that doing so means you're morally complicit or advocating of the creators' actions, and knowing that virtually everyone -- even the people we love to hold up as flawless, relatable icons -- almost certainly has a skeleton or two in their closets as humans makes the disconnect easier to maintain. I also find it rather tiresome that "art can never exist in a vacuum and you're a heartless victim-blamer for saying otherwise" is becoming an increasingly popular sentiment in plenty of circles.
But what are your beliefs here?