Over at Pharyngula, I saw a link to this story.

It made me laugh.  A religious nut is all upset that a statue of a pirate wench shows too generous a portion of cleavage.

So he cursed the statue.

OK.

And then he goes on to pledge to visit the statue every day and pray for its removal. Hmmm...

He will go and gaze upon the unwholsome thing every day, subjecting himself to the horror of it's huge exposed bosoms...and pray.  Pray for it to be removed.

Uh huh.

OK Mr. nutcase, I understand falling in love with fictional characters.  Been there.  Done that.  However, I think that you would be happier if you fell in love with a fake person who could move, and talk, and express themselves.  Or maybe not.  What do I know?  I just think it's weird, and frankly, that alone should give you pause.