When is a public park not a park?  When it is destabilized by a roaring train, behind enemy lines, somewhere, elsewhere, here, now.   

A public project in the temporary Clouet Gardens Park: an occupation of an unorganized territory in a conflict zone of disputed entitlement.  Bureaucratic file cases and deflated parachutes are caught up in the old oak tree while a surveillance beacon sweeps the perimeter of the park.  There is dark money, a control steering wheel, a couple of nomadic tents, megaphones, a swing and a dangling telephone.  The full text of the lawsuit against Oil and Gas Companies is hung out on a laundry line.  A chance to witness and participate.  The Fringe Festival, New Orleans.