There's no artist in this world that doesn't enjoy the dream that if they have bad reviews now the story of Keats can redeem them in their fantasy or imagination in the future. I think Keats' poem 'Endymion' is a really difficult poem and I'm not surprised that a lot of people pulled it apart in a way.
At a time like this scorching irony not convincing argument is needed.
Buying a car used to be an experience so soul-scorching so confidence-splattering so existentially rattling that an entire car company was based on the promise that you wouldn't have to come in contact with it.