Mr Eisenhower's jaunty stance is an unconventional pose for a leader of men immortalised in statuedom.
Let's be honest. It's a bit camp.
I was half-expecting petrified President Eisenhower to lurch into life and entertain passers-by with a chorus of Yes Sir, I Can Boogie.
Perhaps someone could scale his nobel frame under cover of night and drape a pink feather boa around his neck.