When I talk to my parents about the news, the conversation always ends up turning to the philosopher Heidegger. My mom is a fan of his work on phenomenology, but he was a Nazi, and she always trots him out as an example of a person whose work can be distinguished from their personality. I maintain that the conversation would be very different if he were alive today. Perhaps after time passes and no more women are in harm’s way, we will be able to have that conversation about Diaz.

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