A Sunday afternoon crowd was interrupted by a bronze-coloured pointing figure being carried at speed across the square. It was plonked down next to the trees and left alongside a plaster torso of a female nude sitting on a bench. Children approached and warily touched the bronze figure (which clearly resembles the Saddam Hussein effigy torn down after the US invasion of Baghdad). Two speakers began some kind of public address. You have to get close to hear the narrative they relate which weaves together a tale of idolatry and iconoclasm stretching across time and space.