These are trying times to find oneself still riding for Taylor Swift, the Artist. As a celebrity, as a mostly willing punchline, as a cultural nemesis, as a content generator, she's never been bigger or better—this week alone, she's made cat noises , continued stalking her own fans on social media, preened courtside (BOOZIN' WITH LINGERIE MODEL) as the Knicks soiled themselves during their home opener (she's apparently a fan now ), and, ah yes, probably sold one million copies of her new record, 1989.