David Bowie is beloved for good reason: His iconic music catalogue is an international treasure. His uncanny ability for reinvention and self-expression redefined sexuality and helped so many people embrace their own. He's the irrefutable King of Glam Rock. He has a remarkable, whimsical ability to convey the bizarreness of existence in his lyrics like no one else. But when he died in 2016, a debate sparked online about his sexual past. Was he a genius or a monster? A rock god or a rapist? Faced with the Moonage Daydream Bowie documentary that dropped last month, we ask ourselves: What are we do to when our heroes fall from grace? Should we even have heroes at all?