Park(ing) day, originally a guerrilla project in San Francisco in the mid 2000s, now spread over many cities around the world. On one day in September, parking meters are fed and the parking space is made into a temporary park, rather than being occupied by a car. Fine, point made, city streets are inhospitable with their wall-of-steel edges, when they could be lined with boulevards of grass and trees instead.
However, a festival aspect has entered Park(ing) Day, a celebration of pop-up parks: it is not longer a guerrilla action, it is sanctified as a street festival in many cities, street fair licences are bought, the protest element has been infantilised. Balloons abound.
The surest way to disarm protest is to commodify it, to bring it on board as a celebration. What is actually being celebrated here? That one day in a whole year, car parking is suspended in a few streets? Point lost.