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Mark's avatar

I'm not sure if I ever put it in the article but I touched on a similar topic a while back. I don't think I used this example but consider the following quote:

"A sound and energetic mind is only found in a sound and energetic body."

It sounds reasonable doesn't it, a reminder to look after your body and your brain will follow, that type of thing. Advice that you could take on board.

But if you then learn it's actually a Hitler quotes, it turns sour. The advice still rings true, but knowing the author sullies it.

There's also a band I used to like called Lost Prophets. I went to see them live several times in my youth. The lead singer is now in prison for some absolutely horrendous stuff, I won't elaborate but I haven't listened to any of their songs since then, the band have been pretty much deleted from the internet, you don't hear them on the radio and I feel sorry for the band members who are entirely innocent but had their careers derailed having never been able to reach the same heights they had fallen from.

I like to think that you can separate what is good from a person who has some bad things but in practice the link always remains.

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Salwa 🇬🇧's avatar

The question “can we like people who’ve done bad things?” It’s something I’ve wrestled with too, but I think the weight of that question really changes depending on what the bad thing is.

For example, when it comes to something as serious and devastating as murder or child abuse, I don’t think it’s about “liking” at all. These aren’t just moral lapses…they’re acts of deep, irreversible harm. And yet, sometimes those same people created art we once loved, shaped memories we hold close, or meant something to us before we knew the full story

That’s where it gets deeply uncomfortable. Because no, I can’t like someone who’s committed such acts. But I also can’t always erase the emotional imprint they left behind. It’s not about excusing or forgiving far from it but it’s about reckoning with the mess of it. That unsettling clash between what we once felt and what we now know.

Some contradictions aren’t meant to be resolved. They’re meant to be held with honesty. And that, I think, is the real work…sitting with the discomfort without rushing into a tidy answer just to feel better

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