Why do you speak with such authority on subjects you clearly know nothing about? Any mainstream musician (of which Morrissey is one, don't kid yourself) with a career that spans decades will hit slumps wherein their work no longer resonates with the general public. Neil Young has been through it, Bob Dylan has been through it. For the ones with enough talent and stamina to push through, it's merely a temporary affliction. Morrissey had enough of both to emerge from the post-Maladjusted doldrums with Quarry and the comeback it provided -- at least for a little while.
The point (you know, that nagging little thing that you always seem to miss) is that stars sell the avatar, not the person. The contrivance that is Morrissey's aesthetic asks the more gullible among his audience to believe that he's an underdog and an outsider, that the industry and all its machinations are actively working against him. There are still some who actually believe that he sits alone by a rain-dappled window drinking tea in some melancholy portrait.
This is the lie he sells while playing Wembley Arena and residencies in Vegas. Spare us.