last fall i wrote one of my favorite posts for LAist ("Ficus? Ficyou..."), a piece about how santa monica wanted to tear down 50 of their most beautiful trees because they were buckling the sidewalks, because busses scraped up on them, and because they wanted to expand the outdoor mall.
one of my dearest friends runs all the parks in santa monica and even though she has nothing to do with this week's destruction she told me that the ficuses were screwed. so i gave up hope.
