If I were an all powerful deity, I would arrange a surprise for every person who chants the mantra that "sex work is work", derides ex-prostitutes as whorephobic, and insists on social media that selling access to your most private orifices is no different to cleaning toilets or working at McDonalds.
They'd fall asleep, and when they woke up they'd find themselves trapped in a mega brothel, in a country where they don't speak the language and their language is not understood by anyone else.
I'd leave them here for at least 6 weeks. Forced to service every revolting punter who'd paid the entry fee. Over and over again. With no right to refuse unsavoury clients, painful positions, or to restrict access to any of their tender, bruised orifices, and with no control over condom use.
Day after day and week after week of constant vilification, degradation, pain and exhaustion, with nowhere else to go and nobody to turn to.
I wonder how long it would take, under those circumstances, for the sex work is work mantra chanters to change their tune? Would any of them need to be sent back for a second stint? Even if they didn't learn any empathy, surely the thought of going back and experiencing it again would be a deterrent?
Most of the male SWIW enthusiasts picture themselves doing the buying, or skimming off the profits. The ones who insist that they find sex work empowering are picturing themselves as Pretty Woman style escorts, or getting money for old rope via their OnlyFans pages.
So I'm hoping that they'd get the message pretty quickly, and learn to feign empathy, even if they are too sociopathic to feel it. Or, failing that, and me being an omnipotent deity and all. I would just smite the fuck out of them.