...or you're simply sublimating your actual hatred of Taylor Swift: how she's ultra-successful (she taking on the mighty Apple: and winning, no less) with this irrational 'Pants' thing.
Because perish the thought that she's healthy, full of energy & creative talent: able to go anywhere she pleases, while you're exiled on a flyspeck in the Pacific, unable to go anywhere - least of all the mainland - scratching away on your Hawaiian Steel Guitar or spewing your screeds to anyone who you think will notice on your webs(h)hites, and with that agonising back/neck pain 24/7/365, and you in that river in Egypt over the potential fact that, perhaps, your 'God' favours her: and he's abandoned YOU.
Like I say: that bad thing happening to Apple via Taylor. Her success you clearly hate: otherwise you wouldn't be obsessed about her.
Perhaps Ms. Swift is already right with God: just not yours, Davey-boy...?
Just goes to prove that either your 'God' favours her, therefore...! Or there's another deity. One infinitely more powerful than yours. You know what that means.
Think on that.