Damsel in the Outhouse
Once upon a time, a man built his home in the rural outskirts of (what was to become) Sillicon Valley.
His neighborhood changed over time to become a very desireable and expensive neighborhood - with all sorts of rules and regulations about what you could build, and where, and how. This crusty old gent was not about to bow to the bureaucrats or nouveau riche neighbors who built MacMansions all around him.
To demonstrate his independence of spirit and lack of respect for society's new norms, he constructed an outhouse at the end of his driveway, where his new neighbors could not fail to see it everyday as they drove past. Inside he placed a grass-skirted mannekin, and for good measure hung a chamber pot over the front door. He claimed with tongue firmly in cheek that this "piece of art" enhanced the property values of all of the surrounding neighbors.
Alas, he passed on at a ripe old age and his estate was auctioned off. I am glad to say however that somebody bid for, and won, the outhouse and contents, and I presume has erected it elsewhere in some place of honor.