I’m deep into “Just do it” mode, but it also has me running around a little maniacal. Let’s take a beat to see what’s happened recently, and what happens next.

Smackdown: I’m reigniting my parasocial feud with Taylor Swift.

I’ve said it on Mastadon, I’ve said it on the radio, and I’m saying it again and again: Taylor Swift has an obligation to fund artist housing in America. The arts are in crisis. The average musician who calls themselves a professional makes a mere $5K a year. AI is eating those piddly little jobs as well. And somehow she has gotten out of this mess with $9 Billion while the rest of us starve, while the arts starve, while democracy starves–and while she may be fine, she is not a stunning genius, which would have to be a starting line for such wealth. She made herself the most (and mostly only) powerful songwriter on the planet. She must fund the future. And the best (only) way to do that is to give artists homes that they own. She could start with half of her wealth, $800,000,000 and build 10 story units in the 349 cities that have over 100,000 people, turn them into co-ops, and give them to artists to keep and pass on to other artists.

Taylor Swift could do this and have $800,000,000 left to retire on. That’s not too fucking bad.

I understand that there are a lot of causes. But she made her fortune calling herself an artist, a poet, a songwriter, a musician. And she’s the ONLY one who has made a fortune.

And she’s simply not that great.

It was one thing when she was coming up, to say, “Get that bag, girl.” But now she’s a 35 year old woman with 1.6 billion dollars in a country where there is no arts funding. AT ALL.

She made a decision to amass this wealth and power as a songwriter. If she does not put it to work for the future of the arts, she is a tyrant, as guilty of starving the arts as Elon Musk. She cannot be the singular artist, anymore than our lives should be ruled by one tech company that rules all.

I’ve spent a long time going after the tech lords. But we exist in different realms. In this wrestling match, my natural foe is America’s sweetheart, Taylor Swift.

And by the end of the smackdown, I aim to take her crown, her title, and her boyfriend’s giant dong.

I’ll say this for the surveillance state: I recorded this on my phone, playing and singing at the same time, and just threw a reverb on it. Microphones have gotten great. Sigh.

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I’m really trying to get siding on my cabin before winter truly takes hold and destroys what’s gone up so far. I can’t believe how far my personal artist housing project has come, and every step we take together is a step closer to being able to get my mom up here, and in her very own bedroom. I’ve had some good news this week, regarding appliances for the main house: I’m able to obtain them all for free from a neighbor’s house that is being remodeled. Whoo-hoo! It’s incredible how much can be done for free when you get to know your neighbors and are willing to pitch in to help one another. But there are some materials that simply have to be purchased. When you support SmutMag, you not only build yourself an arts and crafts savings account, you not only fund an internet radio station that answers to itself and provides arts and entertainment that is grounded in time and space with no scrolling required, but you also create a solid foundation for me, my family and for a future for independent arts in my community.

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