What's to be done about someone whose art is or seems to be so great, but whose prejudices were unquestionably contributory to great evil? How do you continue to appreciate art once aware of the enormity it was accessory to?
Attention, Hollywood: you need Johannes-Martin Kränzle's comic services. No, you don't know him. He's an opera singer. While you have been cranking out bad comedies, opera has been cranking out new productions that will wow even the unmusical.
There is no doubt that sharing productions allows an opera company to show more new works than when every company builds each of its own productions. But is something lost in this endeavor? I think so.