Taylor Swift, pop culture’s perfect princess, is a member of the serpent race. She knows this, Reddit knows this, the Trilateral Commission knows this. I couldn’t care less. What does make me squirmy, however, is that she has stopped trying to conceal her true slithering self from the public. Once, there was denial: Just last year, when internet truthers filled her Insta gram with snake emoji, Taylor had the platform rid her feed of snakes, Saint Patrick– style. Mirage, maintained. But now? She’s coming out. Teasers for her November album, Reputation, began with the image of ::shudder:: a flickering serpent head. “Look what you made me do,” she hisses repeatedly in the lead single, the video for which is seething with snakes. Sweet Taylor, she declares, is dead; Snake Taylor…
