David vs. Komat'su

Once upon a time there was a set of stairs that led up a hill in the last green space in downtown Seattle. We'll call them David. They were concrete, often used as urinals, littered with cigarette butts, and had weeds growing from little fissures. This morning, David put up a good fight. Komat'su sort of delicately rolled over piles of concrete, crushing them in the process, to the location where David has existed, mostly peacefully, for 30, 40 years? K'mu picked up the set of 20 concrete steps in one feel swoop, but David - he resisted. He stayed intact - with the concrete landing dangling from his top step. K'mu shook its hydraulic arm up and down, swung relatively wildly side to side, but David wasn't tearing. K'mu dropped David to the ground - he held together - K'mu picked him back up and dropped him harder, higher, hit him with it's bucket over and over and over. David stayed together, humming to himself the theme from Platoon. But then Anya, David's bit*& ex-girlfriend saw her moment to finally, and oh so satisfyingly, get back at David - for all those years he'd promised they'd move off that hill, he'd get a real job, he'd stop drinking... all those years she'd woken up to find him playing footsies with the handrails. Anya - one of his steel reinforcements - broke from the stairs, sacrificing herself in her bitterness - and called out to K'mu - who promptly gripped her in his teeth, swung her side to side, and roared in glee as David crumbled to do the ground in large chunks - which K'mu then pounded, and pounded, and pounded into ruins.

Perhaps David should have hummed something besides Platoon.