The rise you get from looking at a classical nude piece of art is supposed to be pure, virginal love of art, right? Fuck that, it's OK to get a hard-on while taking in some naked marble beauty. Calling it art helps get away with the opportunity to see nudity; our artistic forefathers knew exactly what they were doing, and that makes them the greatest people in the history of civilization. This boosts my hopes that my nearly-complete Hustler collection will get my descendants big bucks at the fine art auctions in the year 2300.