Domingo. If we don’t know of at least one person or thing whose actions make it problematic for us to be their active fan, it’s only because we’re hermits who haven’t looked at the internet in twenty years.2 Here’s our old friend Moral Exhaustion,3 with another new fun twist. It’s hard enough to figure out what we’re supposed to do all the time—now we have to be responsible for what we like?
What, if any, are our ethical obligations pertaining to what we like (especially considering the "cancellable" morally problematic nature of the artists, thinkers, athletes, etc.)?
