So be it. God created profoundly fallible creatures on this earth, and human history is mostly the story of error and accident.
What is it they want from the man that they didn't get from the work? What do they expect? What is there left when he's done with his work, what's any artist but the dregs of his work, the human shambles that follows it around?
To say that an idea is fashionable is to say, I think, that is has been adulterated to a point where it is hardly an idea at all.