I've been as much of a Neil Young fan as anyone else, all my life, but his failure here is not just getting old. He's been duped or something like it, or he's a fool. Being a fan of the old Neil, who sang This Note's for You, Love and Only Love (and the bigger project that was from), and a whole anti-war album inspired by Bush (Bush and only Bush maybe in this new light), who sang about freedom so much, being a fan of that requires to also ask "yeah, Neil, 'why do you keep fucking up'?"

The anger and mocking directed at Neil is about more than just him, and it is empty. Spotify moved quickly to satisfy a disgruntled artist, and Hannah Gadsby is probably glad she stopped short of a similar ultimatum with Netflix. People who have seen the forces of censorship rack up wins and points are allowed a little schadenfreude and I hope Neil Young will remember that he's wrong if he thinks his jabs mean he won't need no doctor while he eats some Humble Pie. Maybe if he does, we can all Walk, together, on Gilded Splinters to that Mansion on the Hill where Peace and Love, they, live there still.