Morrissey fans are about to give up on him – Johnny Marr, please stage an intervention Stuart Heritage

Morrissey’s latest outburst – a conspiracy theory about anti-Muslim politician Anne Marie Waters – ought to be the final straw for right-thinking fans of his music

Do you remember when Johnny Marr barred David Cameron from liking the Smiths? Sure you do. Cameron chose this lovely man as a choice on the Desert Island discs of Radio 4 and in reply Martr tweeted: "David Cameron, stop saying that you like the smiths, not you not. I forbid you to like it "And that was just a young, cool, fag-tuxedo, party remnant with a tattooed wife and an expensive shed on wheels in his backyard. There are far worse Smith fans than Cameron. One of them, for example, is Morrissey.

I keep refreshing Marr's Twitter account to see when he's going to forbid Morrissey to taste the Smiths. Maybe you heard the last one. During a live series broadcast on BBC 6 Music to promote their new album this week, Morrissey decided to move away from the traditional pattern of appropriate audience, such as "This is a new song" and "Woo!" To seriously discuss your views on the Ukip leadership contest. "I was very surprised the other day - it was very interesting for me - to see Anne Marie Waters become the head of Ukip," he said, before adding, "Oh no, I'm sorry, it did not. sorry i forgot
The answer? Silence. Absolute, the world swallowing silence from the crowd, all of which seemed absolutely mortified. They were supposed to have an afternoon of fun, watching the singer of their favorite teen band tear at some classics, and instead found themselves subjected to Bad Moz and their suspicious politics. "Ukip" is not a word to win an audience of 6 Music. "I like secondhand corduroy jackets," yes. "I miss the Soup Dragons," yes. Oscillating-eye conspiracy theories about far-right parties do not choose a leader with a talent for being cruel to specific religions, less.

We should probably have seen him coming. Yammering on Ukip, Morrissey made sure he did the news again. If I had not, what would have been the welcome reaction to the concert? "Actor who plays Game of Thrones' Samwell Tarly seen at a concert"? "More new and bad songs from Morrissey"? Probably.

Instead, here is another fire storm that Morrissey can propel himself along with, such as when he called the "magnificent" Brexit result or when he said "I really like Nigel Farage", or when he called the Chinese a "subspecies ". These outbursts are becoming so routine and so desperate that Morrissey is apparently just a couple of bad decisions away from turning to the Conservative party conference in a wedding dress.

The result of all this is that Morrissey is making it harder and harder to enjoy the Smiths. There is a theory on television of the "bad fan"; typically a male viewer who is so protective, exclusive and abusive to other fans that he ends up tarring the experience for everyone. Morrissey is becoming his own fanatic. Everyone around the world just wants to hear melancholic stories of romantic strangers from him, but he insists on dropping a guff that could not be more at odds with the sensitivity of someone who grew up worshiping him.
It has come to the point that just reading the list of tracks from her new album - including song titles like The Girl from Tel Aviv who would not kneel, who will protect us from the police? and Israel - is enough to send your sphincter up through your intestines and into your windpipe.

So it's no wonder that Morrissey has joined Twitter. As evidenced by the stifling and whirring silence that found his Ukip crack this week, this could mark the moment when Morrissey fans transition from their predetermined position of him-always-like-this-after a sherry from old to simply backup together.

If Morrissey needs a new audience for his shtick, he'll find it on Twitter, a kingdom replete with eggs that live purely to encourage the wrong public idiots to keep telling what it is. Twitter primarily works as a way to remind you that every celebrity you have liked is horrible, so you're bound to play all of Morrissey's strengths. Right now, your account is purely devoted to the promotion of impersonal albums, but you will soon realize its potential for crackpot screams, and then we will all be doomed. Morrissey on Twitter is an unexploded bomb.

So it's time for an intervention. Johnny Marr, protector of all that is right and good of the Smiths, we need you like never before. If you can banish Cameron to the wasteland, forcing him to save any meager pleasure he can from the mighty drops of lemon, surely you can do the same with Morrissey. Just a tweet, that's all I need. "I forbade Morrissey to like the Smiths. "That's it.Then we can join in, Samwell Tarly and all, and breathe a sigh of relief knowing that our enjoyment of a perfectly good band will not be further stained by the lone ravings of a professional irritant like Morrissey.