I’m a longtime fan of Neil Young, but age can sure make one cranky. Let’s compare lyrics from his golden age (when he was young)

Like a Hurricane
Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar
Dancin’ on the light from star to star
Far across the moonbeam I know that’s who you are
I saw your brown eyes turnin’ once to fire

You are like a hurricane
There’s calm in your eye
And I’m gettin’ blown away
To somewhere safer where the feelin’ stays
I wanna love you but I’m gettin’ blown away

I am just a dreamer but you are just a dream
And you could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us and our foggy trip

You are like a hurricane
There’s calm in your eye
And I’m gettin’ blown away
To somewhere safer where the feelin’ stays
I wanna love you but I’m gettin’ blown away
Blown away

And here’s Neil today shouting out a righteous cause. Sample

A Rock Star Bucks a Coffee Shop
When the people of Vermont
Voted to label food with GMOs
So that they could find out
What was in what the farmer grows
Monsanto and Starbucks
Through the Grocery Manufacturers Alliance
Sued the state of Vermont
To overturn the people’s will

Frank Capra is quoted: “If you want to send a message, try Western Union.”
Western Union? Telegrams?

Today it would be “try a text.”