

the obvious, surface level answer is that you can’t seperate supporting the art from the harm that the artist does. if you’re either forking over cash or simply doing free advertising by talking about ir, you’re supporting the artist and their ability to do harm. the end consequence of that idea is that you can ethically enjoy a bad person’s art if and only if you can source it for free and keep it entirely to yourself
i think there’s a deeper level to it, though. there’s a quote saying that “art holds a mirror up to nature,” and I think that’s half true. art isn’t a mirror image so much as it is an image seen through a prism, which naturally colors and distorts the image. if i remember correctly, Harry Potter doesn’t deal with gender transition or gender non-comfority at all, but it is an image of the world reflected through the lens of a cruel and bigoted person, and that manifests itself in other ways in the story (two obvious ones off the top of my head being the goblin bankers and the house elves). you can’t seperate art from artist because the artist shapes the art. the shape imposed by the artist is what makes art art and not merely information or a representation. none of this is to say that the mere act of reading harry potter is immoral, but what it is is dangerous. there’s no avoiding doing dangerous things in life sometimes, but trying to look at art in a vacuum is like driving a car with a blindfold. driving with your eyes on the road is a managble danger, an acceptable risk- driving blindfolded much less so!




for longer drives i queue up albums or an audio book, but for shorter drives i always use the radio. there’s something fun about “fishing” for a good song and those morning talk shows are stupid but endearingly so in small doses
when i lived in buffalo, we had this amazing station WECK FM that was what an oldies station was back when what an oldies station is now was modern, so like all 50s and 60s early rock and pop. five years living there and i was somehow still constantly hearing stuff i’d never heard before