i know her album title isn’t actually about anything real bc she is so detached from reality but there is something heinous about seeing a billionaire white woman make even more money thru an album called the tortured poets department with lyrics like “touch me while your bros play grand theft auto” and “you know how to ball, i know aristotle” when countless arab poets have only recently been tortured and killed and continue to die, all while she remains mum about the whole issue and shades her ex who has advocated for a free palestine. like there’s something diabolical in watching people eat this up like she’s some lyrical genius
Whenever I see people discoursing online about how all fiction must model good behavior and explicitly state that any bad behavior depicted is wrong, lest someone in the audience mistake it for “glorifying,” all I can think of is that line from Arrested Development where Buster, in his mid-30s, objects to something by saying “that’s not the way mother is raising me”
taylor: *deleting one concise phrase to add three competing images that overcrowd the song and don't leave her space to breathe or let a moment land* do you think the tiktokers will keep calling me emily dickinson
jack antonoff: *cranking up the brightness on a synth that sounds like sharpening a dull blade on a wet stone* you're so fucking smart