Look at men's bodies! They have prostates capable of being stimulated to climax. God designed men for the magnificent job of bottoming and what could be more beautiful than a man orgasming while getting railed up the ass?
When in Rome do as the Romans do, and I do particularly love making hilariously taboo statements that mirror more conventionally acceptable fallacies. In early college I wrote an abortion focused "Modest Proposal" suggesting that men be forced to donate anatomical gifts (blood, skin, organs, etc) to their progeny to equalize the physical labor of men and women in procreation. The increased gravity of such a gift is balanced by the lower liklihood of its necessity (it might in many cases be harder on the body, but the odds a child will need it are much lower). I came at it from every angle and took each part of the argument to its most exaggeratedly ridiculous extent; Swift would've been proud. I've since lost the text, however.
It's been a minute but iirc she was liberal and female so I think it was good. It wasn't the highlight of wild shit I did though I'm usually the weirdo wherever I go.