Standards are ultimately the modern form of fascism, where authoritarian people insist on subjugating everyone to a single set of rules.
There is this one house I will never forget. It was filled with penises. There were pictures on the wall of penises. Penis statues, carvings, paintings, flags, tapestries, lamps, table legs, drawings, etc. were all of penises. The armrests on the chairs and couches were shaped like penises. So if you put your arm on them, you would be grabbing the head. Even the couches and chairs were upholstered in penis fabrics. The two dudes that lived there were both artists and they made all of it. It was the weirdest fucking thing I think I have ever seen.