Purple Realm

I took some photos of a statue the other day:

"Where was this?" I hear you say.
"Did you go to New York?" the perceptively-challenged might ask.
"Was it a New York-Themed amusement park or diner?"
Well, it wouldn't look out of place in a cheap theme park or tacky diner, would it?

It was none of these.
Nor a gift from the French.



Yes, in the city of Leicester, England, we now have a 20-foot-high (at most, including the plinth it's on) shoddy, almost cartoon replica of the Statue Of Liberty. And it looks suspiciously like polystyrene.

"So, what's the deal? It's gotta have some connection to the real article, right? Otherwise what's the point?"
Well, dear readers, the placard upon the craptue says something about commemorating aquaducts.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but haven't aquaducts been around since Ancient Roman times? This statue is NEW! And where'd they put it? On a roundabout in the middle of the sodding road in a part of the city not well travelled.

So, there you have it. For some reason they thought it'd be a good idea to make my part of the city look like a shitty amusement park sign.
What's the correlation between any of these?
The French, New York, The Statue Of Liberty, Aquaducts.

"We don't get it, Kimmie!"
Neither do I.

So, behold the Craptue Of Leicester City and weep with shame.