Yesterday I went by Central Park to see how long the M.I.A. line was (answer: way too long), and on the way back I was appalled to discover the monstrosity pictured above.
Why is the "Imagine" centerpiece of Strawberry Fields cowering behind a fortress of gates and orange cones? How long has this been going on??
I've always admired what an apt remembrance it is, blending in unobtrusively so we all share the space with it and interact however comes naturally.. so effective, even decades later whenever I walked by I'd find folks engaging it one way or another, adorning it with flowers or photos or serenading it with a guitar.
How do y'all not get that you are completely killing the spirit of it, by reducing it to a spectacle that we gawk at from behind a barricade?
I need answers. Why is this happening? Who can explain this to me? Anyone? Anyone? Gothamist?
