A curious opinion piece appeared in The New York Times last week, querying whether Taylor Swift is in fact a lesbian.  I cannot think of a bigger waste of my time than pondering this idea – although telling you about it seems totally fine.  Since the straight men Swift has slept with haven’t gotten off so easily, I can’t imagine lesbians want anything to do with her.  The point of the piece is that because Swift is so saintly and omnipresent, she’s fair game.  Someone in her camp took exception to this, and said (anonymously, naturally), “This article wouldn’t have been allowed to be written about Shawn Mendes or any male artist whose sexuality has been questioned by fans.”  Well, isn’t that nice.  In protesting Swift’s right to privacy, someone dragged in poor Shawn Mendes – who is hanging on by a thread.  This broken shell of a 25-year-old boy spends his day depressed, listless, doing crunches, and suddenly he reads this.  Hasn’t he suffered enough?  As for Taylor, she once said this about the LGBT-whatever community: “I didn’t realize until recently that I could advocate for a community that I’m not a part of.”  Really?  I’m not a straight white male, but I have no problem saying, “Leave Shawn alone.”  Then again, I’m no Taylor Swift.