In the process of preparing a conference paper on Freire and Levinas, I have come to the conclusion that heroes are supposed to be flawed.
In the first case, we have a Brazilian who worked his whole life for the emancipation of the poor through education. Except that his philosophy was based on the (ironically) oppressive ideas of freedom and the knowing Subject.
In the second case, there's this Lithuanian (later Frenchman) whose explorations of alterity and death have given me words for my responsibility in sorrow. Except that he defended the existence of Israel in the face of Palestinian suffering.
As a bundle of flaws bound by skin myself, I probably wouldn't like them if they were perfect.