to hell with “the Beatles!”

“John: I’m just trying to ask, do you want it back, Paul? I’m just asking do I want it back, whatever it is. Enough. And if it is enough, I’d have to swallow me ego for you. I’d have to smother me jealousy for you, to carry on for whatever reason there is. I can’t–I’m not putting any blame on you for suddenly realizing it, see, because it was my game, you know. It might have been masochistic, but the goal was still the same: self-preservation. And I knew what I liked about that. Paul: I know, I know that this thing–I feel whatever is it that you have– John: I feel that you have. Because suddenly you’ve got it all, you see. I know that–because of the way I am, at Mendips and I said ‘do you like me?’ or whatever it is. I’ve always um, played that one.”

The thing about John Lennon (and Yoko Ono) are that they really mined their humanity, their honest self-expression and their raw emotionality which is why they made great art, yet they refused to acknowledge the humanity of other people which made them not-so-great people.