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The essay is also just strangely edited with regard to the “bad men” who are discussed. Where is Ted Hughes, who for all morally relevant purposes, can be counted as having killed Sylvia Plath? Where is Charles Bukowski, who is not just unpleasant or disturbed but actively abusive? (The “we don’t mean that he was a shotgun-toting, baby-kicking monster” bit particularly gets me, since I don’t know whether Bukowski’s ever kicked a baby, but I have seen a documentary in which he stops in the middle of an interview to scream abuse at his wife and then kicks her twice before she escapes off-camera. I felt sick and left the room shortly after that episode; and I’ve never had any desire to read a damn thing by Charles Bukowski since.)