•Why it earns a slot
The essay that defined satire's outer edge: it commits so completely to its horrifying premise that first-time readers sometimes miss the joke, which is exactly the point.
Jonathan Swift's 1729 pamphlet proposes, in the calm voice of a political economist, that Ireland's poor sell their one-year-old children as food for the rich, working through the math and preempting objections with total deadpan seriousness. The true point, delivered almost in passing at the end, is that this monstrous proposal is barely more absurd than the era's real neglect of Irish poverty.
This distillation is written from the freely available original, which is always the better read when you have the time: gutenberg.org.