I’m gonna be honest with you, chief: I’m gay and I love boobies and butts. I stare all the time. I try to do it in a way that doesn’t cause discomfort, but if I’m behind a nice ass on the stairs, I’m gonna enjoy the view.

The only part of the above argument that I’m interested in debunking is the idea that clothes are consent. Since clothes can’t always be changed, clothes as a form of consent is difficult to revoke. And any consent that can’t be revoked isn’t legitimate.