All this accommodating of crazy has brought us here. We have people who identify as everything from mops to toasters. We’ve read about douche freaks who identify as children of the opposite sex, or live their lives as animals. There’s a transgender guy who identifies as an alien, and a derelict who identifies as a “Billy Goat” arrested for not paying his bar tab. A couple of years ago, there was a crazed Russian who married a pizza, claiming human relationships were just way too complicated, and another douche taco who married a snake, because he thought his dead girlfriend came back as a cobra. (Now, I love pizza as much as the next person, but I’m not sure how legal it is to eat your spouse. Also, there’s an evil misanthropic part of me that wants to see the guy try to consummate his relationship with his cobra bride.)
Through all this we were supposed to support the delusions of these ass weasels. We were supposed to entertain their lunacy by acknowledging their grotesque fetishes and honor their absurdities by using the preferred pronouns they completely pulled out of their fourth points of contact so they can feelz normal!
Welp, here’s the next link in the dumbass evolutionary chain. Woman marries train station.
Now, there’s someone missing a candle on their menorah! They apparently have sex too. Mentally. Perhaps what this nut really needs is some actual human sex, which she claims she’s had before. Once. Some psychological help probably wouldn’t hurt either.
She choo-choo-chose a train station to be her life partner. Carol Santa Fe, a self-identified objectum sexual, says she’s been in love with San Diego’s historic Santa Fe train depot since the age of 9. “We first consummated our love a few years ago when I felt the wall behind me, and I felt this energy,” she says, claiming she and “Daidra” have been romantic since 2011. “I came close to an orgasm and I was scared I’d get caught by the station staff.” Carol joins the list of people attracted to famous structures, including Erika Eiffel and Eklöf Berliner-Mauer, who “married” the Berlin Wall in 1979.
In case you didn’t know and wanted to, an “objectum sexual” is a person who is sexually attracted to inanimate objects and structures, and this fruitcake claims it’s just like being bisexual or gay! “We’re not crazy,” she claims.
I beg to differ.
Nutbag here hasn’t gotten consent from the building. She is imagining the building loves her and kisses her back. She claims the building is “romantic.” Hell, she is claiming the building almost brought her to orgasm! How long before someone notices this freak show humping a wall?
She claims she’s all on the down low, because she doesn’t want anyone to notice her ministrations, but yet, here she is publicly proclaiming her “affair” with a train depot on video that’s been pretty widely disseminated and in every medium she could find!
Now, granted, I’m a live and let live kind of person. She’s not harming anyone, and she’s ridiculously happy. So be it. Now, if she does get naked and starts humping that wall in full view of the public, that’s another story. Ain’t nobody need to see that shit! But for now, let the crazy be.
That said, I’m certainly not going to entertain her wacky delusions by acknowledging her “union,” or pretending that this is some kind of normal.
If you want to be a freak, you need to own that shit.