How Morrissey Ruined Morrissey
Morrissey s shift from patron saint of outcasts to reprehensible figure might seem shocking - but his decline was entirely predictable.
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In late 2008, I was living in Coventry, a dismal part of the United Kingdom and the city most bombed by the Nazis during World War Two. I was miserable.
I had a tiny room in a freezing house that I never used. Instead, I sat out the back in a greenhouse, where I was free to smoke, stare at the wall, and wonder how my life had ended up this way. During the day, I worked in a cafe with people who hated me, and in the evenings I walked the streets, standing in front of the city’s one tourist attraction, Coventry Cathedral, and then pacing the length of a ringroad.