Further to my recent & admittedly arguable comment about Morrissey being in thrall to the idea of stardom (as in the kind of gaudy and Gothic Hollywood/Sunset Boulevard stardom that often ends in decline and even tragedy), the type of 'tragic' arc of a stellar career must have some appeal for him...and perhaps, he assumes, it also appeals to us fans. In this context, would we as fans actually prefer him to be as enormously and unfailingly successful and as mindlessly adored as are the tacky pin-ups of popular culture? Cutesy stickers of a sterile and 'safe' Morrissey 'free with every special packet of Monster Munch'? I don't believe we would. For some or even many of us, I'm guessing that - even if not consciously - such prospects would have very little allure.
I'm not claiming that the seeming self-sabotage is a conscious choice of his; just that the drama of it all might be attractive to him. Oscar Wilde's downfall and social disgrace occurred at the absolute height of his popular success, and that very Romantic decline and fall spurred him on to writing De Profundis, in which Wilde cast Christ as the supreme artist or artistic type. To Wilde, Jesus's downfall and death represented a magnificent story - one entirely and deliberately created (manufactured, in fact - even Judas played a vital, thankless role in this real-life drama) by Christ, the dramatic artist. In the light of such fame, such glory, and then a Lucifer-style descent, would it be any wonder if Wilde admirer Morrissey - whose patrician personality might well view massive popular success as being somehow vulgar - also saw the appeal, that Oscar surely did, of a tragic career-arc?