I have considerable experience with this message, and I'm here to tell you: Don't Fuck With Elmo. It's futile. Self-destructive, even.
There will be those who take my message in a less friendly or loving spirit, and that's fine too, in the sense that I don't give a flying fuck. But here's the point: there are people who aren't unsympathetic to the presumed message, if not to some of the wackier statements from individuals interviewed by the media dolts covering the protests, or simply overheard ("reclaim public space"? What the Fuck does that mean? How is it differentiable from "prolonged vagrancy"?). Making traffic worse is not going to capture their sympathy.
There's another element here, which is a little less kind. #Occupy is about as much about sociopathy as much as anything else, by which I mean occupiers asserting that their sociopathy is no less legitimate than the sociopathy of greed. Blocking K Street highlights that. I hate to give the police such a sparkling idea, but there's something to the notion that an aerosol delivery system for Adderall would be way more effective for controlling the protests than is pepper spray, and without the complications of bad PR. I concede that in a very small number of cases, Thorazine would be more appropriate.
Please don't mistake me; sociopathy works just dandy for me. Personally. Your sociopathy does less for me. Sorry, it's the way the thing works.
It's like I said the other day: don't pee on my leg and tell me it's raining.** Sure, like BFF said in my comments yesterday, it's cool and fun and sophisticated to piss off power, though given all that I'm not sure why he didn't keep smoking like the rest of us cool kids. That gives the lie to any contention that this isn't about sociopathy. But there are sympathetic people out there--me among them--who have as much right to have a day unfucked by other peoples' choices as BFF has to fuck up their day. While my personal day wasn't fucked up, my Wednesday travels didn't take me anywhere near the downtown business district, seeing as I'm smart like Federation (thanks to BFF for triggering that happy memory the other day). Another day, another pattern of geography? I'd be through being cool.
* Yes, while I was not raised on Sesame Street (my brother, 5 years younger, was--that places me pretty precisely, no?), I'm aware that the cited meme predates Elmo, by a lot, having emerged in the halcyon days of original
** I am increasingly aware that this admonition applies to every word ever uttered, on the Internet or elsewhere.