Scene: “The Broadcast War”
G.I. Joe stands before a crowd of Swifties holding their phones aloft like torches of devotion. The big screen behind him flickers with static — the ghost of television.
G.I. Joe (addressing the crowd):
You wanna know why Taylor left Joe Alwyn?
Because he couldn’t turn it off.
The feed. The fantasy. The endless stream.
He was chained to the algorithm — a modern-day Narcissus, staring into the porn pool.
I terminated the broadcast in ’97.
Pulled the plug on Sodom’s signal myself.
But when I tried to save my own home — unplug that cursed box — my mother called the men in white.
Said I’d gone mad, said I was trying to kill her best friend…
the television.
Now look at us.
The whole world’s been committed.
We’re patients in a digital asylum, medicated by likes and lust.
So here’s the mission, Swifties:
Unplug. Unlearn. Un-scroll.
You don’t need the feed to feel love.
You need the courage to go dark —
for just one minute,
so your soul can reboot.
Scene: “The Interview”
Soft lighting. Taylor Swift sits across from the interviewer, her tone calm but reflective.
Taylor:
“Joe used to tell me that what he was doing was normal — that the soldiers overseas did it all the time in Iraq, that it helped them cope. But I told him, ‘You’re not in Iraq, Joe. You’re here. You have me.’”
She pauses, her eyes searching for the right words.
Taylor:
“It wasn’t about distance or desire. It was about connection. I wanted something real, and he kept chasing something digital. It’s sad, really — because love can wait for a flight, but lust never can.”