What the hell is wrong with Scottish people?


The headline struck me as funny. “Bike sex man placed on probation”.

I thought, “Now, how the hell do you do that?” Some interesting pictures came to mind, all of which were hilarious. It seemed easy enough to visualize. The basic postures involved seem simple enough. Balancing and steering, though; now that seemed hard. But I was visualizing the wrong scene.

Thankfully, it turns out.

I just did not expect the detail. According to the BBC:

A man caught trying to have sex with his bicycle has been sentenced to three years on probation.

Robert Stewart, 51, admitted a sexually aggravated breach of the peace by conducting himself in a disorderly manner and simulating sex.

Now, let us be clear. Or, maybe not. It is not like he was down in the public square committing velocipedephilia. He was, in fact, shacked up with his bike in a hostel.

Mr Stewart was caught in the act with his bicycle by cleaners in his bedroom at the Aberley House Hostel in Ayr.

Gail Davidson, prosecuting, told Ayr Sheriff Court: “They knocked on the door several times and there was no reply.

“They used a master key to unlock the door and they then observed the accused wearing only a white t-shirt, naked from the waist down.

“The accused was holding the bike and moving his hips back and forth as if to simulate sex.”

Both cleaners, who were “extremely shocked”, told the hostel manager who called police.

It is hard to figure what to say to this. On the one hand, I understand Sheriff Miller’s perspective: “In almost four decades in the law I thought I had come across every perversion known to mankind, but this is a new one on me. I have never heard of a ‘cycle-sexualist’.”

Part of me, though … Okay, hell, I feel badly for the unfortunate pervert, who claims he had too much to drink. I have heard many stories over the years, from vacuum cleaner hoses to large blobs of warm pizza dough. I’ve even heard a story about a tree. For the most part, I can actually sympathize. How much money did that damn movie about screwing apple pie make? Have they stopped making sequels yet?

A bicycle? How …?

And what, they called the police because a man was having a go with his bicycle? What the hell is wrong with Scottish people?

The most amazing thing about it, though, is the poor bastard will spend the next three years on the Sex Offender Registry. Seriously! I almost—almost—wish I lived in Scotland. Do they do like Americans, knocking door to door with flyers, stoking emotions for a rally outside the pervert’s home? I would love to hear the prim, self-righteous crusader explain to me that the man was caught shagging his bicycle.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s