I began my post yesterday with a little joke: “Have a seat.”
So either someone actually believed that a human being might fight their way through the on and off ramps connecting Interstate 91 to the Holyoke Mall to get to that bench OR they thought that a fabulous way to humanize that place would be to allow people to imagine, to project perhaps, what it would be like if a person sat on that bench to enjoy that “public space”; the Marquise de Sade perhaps, or one of his assistants.
Interestingly, there are no benches to be found in this public space:
There used to be benches. Lots of them. Really nice benches. But the wrong people were sitting on them so they had to be removed for repairs. Years and years ago. No benches here either:
So people waiting for food at the soup kitchen sit on the plinth of the statue: