Thank God this doesn’t seem as bad as Harvey Weinstein, I thought when I first read the New Yorker piece about Moonves, and then I hated myself: We were talking about the potential devastation of women’s careers and psyches, and here I was, weighing the Moonves allegations not against genuinely good behavior but against a man whose preferred attire for a business meeting was reportedly an open bathrobe.
But I can’t have been the only person who thought that.
Our job is to live in the gray now. To wrestle with the society we’ve produced. To understand we’re not talking about good guys vs. bad guys, but about good guys who are also bad guys.
It’s time to understand that we don’t have to be the worst in order to be very bad.