Is Taylor Swift naughty

Have you heard my new album "Reputation"? It has that title because I'm a pop star who has a reputation for having a reputation. You can almost choose which one. I am readable in many directions, on purpose. While I'm popping the corks, some consider me controversial, that's probably part of it. Here I want to explain how it all came about. Namely like this:


Some would say: I was very lucky when I was born in December 1989 in Reading, Pennsylvania. My parents, both working in the financial sector and not poor, supported me from the start. I am smart and pretty and white. You can't choose what skin color, what genes and what circumstances you are born with. There's really not much more to say about it - is there?


I'm ambitious. When I was nine I really wanted to sing and dance in school theater, when I was eleven I recorded karaoke versions of country songs by Dolly Parton and the Dixie Chicks. When I was 14, I already had a manager in New York and the whole family moved to Tennessee because the heart of country music beats there and I really wanted to be a country star. That worked well from the start. But at some point pop music had to be added to country music because country music only reaches a limited target group. From then on, it went much steeper for me. My new, sixth album "Reputation" sold 1.05 million times in the first four days alone, that's a record, no other has sold faster in 2017. Even Ed Sheeran can't do anything about that! However, I am a bit disappointed that the album only entered the charts at number 2 in Germany of all places. Who is this man in number 1? Peter Maffay ?! Allegedly something like a German country rocker. Well, I'm not saying anything against country.


To be honest: I'm not a particularly gifted singer or songwriter. I can do a lot with my craft, of course, but I'm not gifted. Fortunately, that has never been an obstacle in pop, Madonna made it, too, or Justin Bieber, or Katy Perry. Other than that, I only work with the very best hit producers. Max Martin, for example. He's from Stockholm, and the Swedes have been totally out of pop since ABBA at the latest. Max writes great Swedish catchy tunes and hits reggae, hip-hop or electro beats underneath. These were all originally so-called black styles of music, but with Max Martin it just turns into pop. He's done it for Britney Spears before, her hit song "Hit Me Baby One More Time" was also written and produced by Max Martin. Basically, you could even say that I have exactly the position in the pop business today that Britney Spears used to have: the nice all-American girl, the pop identification figure for white America, pretty too, and with help from Sweden. Only Britney Spears shaved her bald head at one point or another. Somehow she couldn't cope with her success and all the pressure, she got a real psychosis. Nothing like this has ever happened to me.


Artistic experiments? I don't think that's that important. When I shoot videos for my singles or write songs together with music producers, I always make sure that parts of them are already sufficiently known. That’s original in a way, or definitely smart. My single "Look What You Made Me Do", with which I was recently number 1 in the USA and number 3 in Germany, sounds a bit like the snotty electro-rap that the Canadian singer and sex- Activist Peaches recorded earlier in Berlin. Some people also hear fragments of the 1990s hit "I'm Too Sexy" by British muscle brothers Right Said Fred from the song. What can I say: no coincidence! In the video I swing around in a huge golden bird cage. Anyone who recognizes this knows that there was once a perfume commercial by Chanel in which the singer and actress Vanessa Paradis rocked around in just such a bird cage. Anyone who does not know the reference thinks this is a great idea. This is how a lot of my very successful art works.

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I like to have changing boyfriends. I'm polygamous, but of course in a totally respectable way. Maybe only as a white, pretty, smart, upper-middle-class girl can one be as respectably polygamous as I am. And as a boy, of course. It is really a very complicated subject. In any case, my relationships with my ex-boyfriends provide me with the material for my lyrics, and because I almost never mention names in the lyrics, almost nobody can be angry with me. My fans know exactly who I'm singing about, they can read between the lines. My ex-boyfriends are the actors Tom Hiddleston and Jake Gyllenhaal, the pop singer Harry Styles, the DJ Calvin Harris - to name just a few examples. They all have in common that they are very famous. The gossip press is happy about that, of course, but it's really just a coincidence. You almost only get to know other stars when you're as famous as I am. You have a stressful life, you don't spend much time together, it doesn't always last long. Three months are enough. At least most. There are also people who see the fact that I've only ever had white boyfriends as evidence that there is still a huge racial problem in the United States and that too little of what is "interracial" happens in our country dating "means. But for me that is also a coincidence. Does everything always have to be so terribly tricky with so-called race relations? I'm sure: if I had a black or an Asian boyfriend next (which can happen at any time, I'm really totally open), that wouldn't be right either. Then I would be accused of tokenism, i.e. assuming that the new boyfriend is just a completely transparent fig leaf campaign. Maybe I should stick with white boyfriends.


I am ultra-connected, have 86 million fans on Twitter, 104 million on Instagram, 74 million on Facebook. Of course, I can't always correspond with everyone personally. But when I occasionally exchange nice messages with some of my fans online about what I actually like to do, it's almost like looking deep into everyone's eyes and smiling at them all at once. The fans then have the feeling that they are very close to me and somehow chosen, and they tell all their friends about it. A digital snowball effect. But I don't want to leave everything to the big social media corporations either. That's why I've just launched my own social media app, it's called "The Swift Life ™" and it's much better than Twitter or Facebook. Because there are exclusive photos and videos of me to be seen here that are not available elsewhere. If my fans download the app and use the SwiftSends ™ feature, it supposedly increases the likelihood that I will personally respond to their posts. My programmer has not yet explained to me exactly how this works, but I find it very interesting. Of course, we also have special emojis. We call them Taymojis ™. The "TM" stands for Trademark, because I am a protected trademark.


Do I seem resentful sometimes? Possible. But that's only because I luckily got through life unscathed for the longest time, which is why I lacked a bit of edge. So in retrospect it was basically very lucky that the rapper Kanye West stormed onto the stage in September 2009 - when the music channel MTV in New York wanted to award me an award for my music video "You Belong With Me" - and said that the R&B singer Beyoncé deserved the award a lot sooner than I did. It was really bad of him to mess up my big moment so, of course. But the action also gave me something - something I can now work on: Kanye West. We hate each other publicly ever since. Last year he claimed on his album "The Life Of Pablo" that he made me famous in the first place. What nonsense. On my new album, I scold back between the lines. It has been going on like this for eight years, back and forth. You could say: Instead of letting myself be committed to the role that I became a victim of Kanye West's obsession with importance, I adopted the hip-hop principle of "beef". This is what the rappers call it when they carefully stage their hostilities in public and maybe even carry them out a little longer than necessary because it guarantees media attention and profit. Should I say thank you to Kanye West? No, he should thank me.


Phew, now I have to take a deep breath, because now comes another complicated point: Since the incident at MTV, I seem to have become a very political figure. I have to admit that I have my difficulties with this and that I find it excessive. Sure, I got the award back then and Beyoncé didn't. But doesn't that mean that I am the only person who embodies the systematic discrimination against Afro-American artists in the pop and entertainment industry, which certainly cannot be denied? This goes too far. It is also going too far for idiots today to claim that I am the voice of the alt-right movement in the United States. Or that some neo-Nazis even adore me as their "Aryan Goddess", as an Aryan goddess - just because they think they have found some evidence of my supposedly right attitude in my texts. I could publicly defend myself against this appropriation and honor the idiots with a denial - but then they would get even more attention. That's why I stay out of something like that. I don't want to mess with anyone. Not with the conservative country listeners in Heartland, America, who are among my first fans. And also not with the pop fans, who may be left or liberal or democratic. Two weeks ago, for example, I made a really great appearance on American television on "Saturday Night Live": I sang my new song "Ready For It?" and danced a bit like Beyoncé, so very beautiful, and behind me there were four background singers, two of them black, one with Afro, the other with Rasta braids. "Look, Taylor brought her friends with her, so she can hardly be a racist!" Was one possible interpretation. The other was, "Look, Taylor is now putting black singers behind him to appear in the mainstream media." Cleverly ambiguous! Recently, however, I had to take a stand: A blogger had watched my video for "Look What You Made Me Do" and then claimed in a text that she had found references to Hitler, eugenics and the Ku Klux Klan in it. I let her know through my lawyers that I will sue her if she doesn't delete the article immediately.


In general: Why is it always the artists of all people who are expected to express themselves politically? Artists make art because they are artists and not politicians. Otherwise they would have become politicians. Some say that such an attitude can no longer be afforded today, in the era of Donald Trump - and that it makes it clear that I am not aware of my own privileges. But what privileges do you mean? That I'm white and pretty and smart I can't help it. I am Taylor Swift.