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Sarah Ditum on Pop

THIS IS EMBARRASSING FOR ME to admit as a feminist, because as a feminist I know that nothing is more sacrosanct than another woman’s reproductive choices. Even to broach the issue is just asking to be hauled up before the court of microaggressions for the crime of conspiracy with the patriarchy, and so I practice a studiously neutral approach to other people’s gravidity — with the shameful exception of Taylor Swift.

When it comes to Taylor Swift, my attitude is approximately that of a Tudor courtier sniffing around the queen’s linens.. This is clearly terrible of me, yet here I am, brooding on the possibility of Swiftlets, compelled to explain how I got to this place.

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