A Queerty reader sent us an interesting tidbit about Morrissey, one of our favorite queer musicians since, like, always. It seems the former Smiths front man was at the Strand Bookstore in New York last Sunday, perusing the photography section, when an elderly lady collapsed to to the ground beside him.
No, the Mozzer didn’t swipe her ratty housecoat and run off: he channeled his inner Florence Nightingale and came to her rescue.
Says our source:
Morrissey, who was there alone, immediately rushed to her side and crouched on the ground to see if she was okay. She had just lost her bearings and was fine.
He picked up her stray belongings and asked if he could get her some water or call for help. She declined and collected her things and moved on. But my friend said she touched Morrissey’s cheek in gratitude! Obviously, she didn’t know who he was, just was touched by this act of kindness from a nice British man… He seemed very shaken up and flustered by the incident and left the store soon afterwards without buying anything.
We’re sure he was just racing home to pen a woeful dirge about the whole experience.