Some gnomes are good; some gnomes are bad. The above pig-riding gnome was a Christmas present from my youngest son to Lady Magnon. I think he was about 6 at the time.
The poor old thing is now weather beaten and peeling. He has developed 'patina', and has changed from being your average pond-side fishing gnome, to being almost an antique.
Of course he has his detractors, but I like him; not so much because he's an ear-grabbing, pork-mounted, dwarf, but because he has history.
p.s. All plastic gnomes should be shot.