Atticus Finch was a fictional character, who had fictional morals, and did fictional things in a fictional town in a book of fiction.
If I read an unpublished work of Ayn Rand that said that John Galt was a secret socialist, do you think I would go into paroxysms of angst over it?
I think not.
When Lincoln met Harriet Beecher Stowe (so the story goes), he referred to her as the woman who started this war. That her book, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, was fiction made no difference.
Libs don’t play in reality’s ballpark. For two weeks I’ve been astonished at their stupidity over “Atticus Finch.”
(Is this author trying to say that Jews aren’t white?)