Well, it seems that your journey has ended. Very sorry about that. It-it was always going to end this way, of course. If it weren’t by me, it would’ve just been by some other, y’know, terrible thing, just-you could not imagine how terrible it would be-just-I get scared thinkin’ about it. Glad it’s not me. Reminds me of a-of a time I was speaking to my good friend Orville. We were-we were sitting on a park bench watching the pigeons. I was on the left; he was on the r-wait, was I on the right? Or left? Anyways, it doesn’t matter. We were sitting on there watching the pigeons. And uh, -II said to Orville, ‘Friend, those birds are frozen, and he kinda looked at me like I’d lost my mind, but I reminded him that it was winter, y’know, and often birds will sit in a tree until they freeze then-then they y’know they sort of fall to the ground ‘til the sun warms up a-and they can y’know move around again. So I said to Orville, ‘you might as well save those breadcrumbs until the birds thaw, ‘cause they can’t very well enjoy them in the condition they’re in.’ To which he asked what I meant, and asking what condition the crumbs should be in before he threw them to the birds-assuming that I meant the birds couldn’t enjoy the breadcrumbs in the condition that the crumbs were in, when in fact I had meant the birds could not enjoy them in the condition that the birds were in, considering that the birds were frozen. Y’know so he took a moment and then threw his last handful onto the ground. I said to him, ‘Orville, why did you just throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when I just told you they’re frozen?’ To which he responded, ‘the breadcrumbs are not frozen.’ Again, misunderstanding my words. I didn’t mean to say that the breadcrumbs were frozen, when I said, ‘I told you they’re frozen’, I’d been referring to the birds. Y’know, in hindsight what I should’ve said was-and this would make perfect sense, ‘Why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when the birds are frozen?’ He misunderstood upon my correction, statin’ that he didn’t know what else to do with the breadcrumbs, and that perhaps, y’know, when the birds thawed, they’d still be able to eat the crumbs. So I-I said to Orville, I said and this is what I said to him, I said, ‘Orville, the birds may be dead.
Interesting. Before I looked up the meaning behind the lyrics I always interpreted as a song of sympathy for the poor, persecuted blackleg miner and condemning the brutal townsfolk. Really shows how Bolshevism distorts human nature that they could proudly sing of such horrific violence and persecution with apparently no shame or self-awareness. Or maybe it's just that it's the worst kind of people who always become Bolshevists.
Lmao this song predates the existence of Marxism, let alone Bolshevism. Organised labour will always exist and always protect the interests of the labourer.
Ah of course, English West Virginia, Northumbria.
American Northumbria, West Virginia
Workers of all lands unite.
west virginia
true…
That's where our culture comes from
That’s roughly the area appalachians originate from.
@@theofficialsirhenaed no it’s not actually what’s the West Virginian??? Are you stupid???? 🤤🤤🤤💋💋💋💋
ah yes, the good north, my homeland.
Allah akbar!
Braw t'see ah noven nation on the map! FRA T HUMBER T'NORF SEA T'NORF LL BE FRAE
i live up north, yorkshire.
Ryan's Fancy sing a wonderful version of this song.
Absolute banger
Newfoundland has a similar life I know it Buchans and like some other towns here
Nice
Well, it seems that your journey has ended. Very sorry about that. It-it was always going to end this way, of course. If it weren’t by me, it would’ve just been by some other, y’know, terrible thing, just-you could not imagine how terrible it would be-just-I get scared thinkin’ about it. Glad it’s not me. Reminds me of a-of a time I was speaking to my good friend Orville. We were-we were sitting on a park bench watching the pigeons. I was on the left; he was on the r-wait, was I on the right? Or left? Anyways, it doesn’t matter. We were sitting on there watching the pigeons. And uh, -II said to Orville, ‘Friend, those birds are frozen, and he kinda looked at me like I’d lost my mind, but I reminded him that it was winter, y’know, and often birds will sit in a tree until they freeze then-then they y’know they sort of fall to the ground ‘til the sun warms up a-and they can y’know move around again. So I said to Orville, ‘you might as well save those breadcrumbs until the birds thaw, ‘cause they can’t very well enjoy them in the condition they’re in.’ To which he asked what I meant, and asking what condition the crumbs should be in before he threw them to the birds-assuming that I meant the birds couldn’t enjoy the breadcrumbs in the condition that the crumbs were in, when in fact I had meant the birds could not enjoy them in the condition that the birds were in, considering that the birds were frozen. Y’know so he took a moment and then threw his last handful onto the ground. I said to him, ‘Orville, why did you just throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when I just told you they’re frozen?’ To which he responded, ‘the breadcrumbs are not frozen.’ Again, misunderstanding my words. I didn’t mean to say that the breadcrumbs were frozen, when I said, ‘I told you they’re frozen’, I’d been referring to the birds. Y’know, in hindsight what I should’ve said was-and this would make perfect sense, ‘Why did you throw the breadcrumbs to the birds when the birds are frozen?’ He misunderstood upon my correction, statin’ that he didn’t know what else to do with the breadcrumbs, and that perhaps, y’know, when the birds thawed, they’d still be able to eat the crumbs. So I-I said to Orville, I said and this is what I said to him, I said, ‘Orville, the birds may be dead.
Who sings this?
Tickawinda.
black minor
Interesting. Before I looked up the meaning behind the lyrics I always interpreted as a song of sympathy for the poor, persecuted blackleg miner and condemning the brutal townsfolk. Really shows how Bolshevism distorts human nature that they could proudly sing of such horrific violence and persecution with apparently no shame or self-awareness. Or maybe it's just that it's the worst kind of people who always become Bolshevists.
This song is vary pro union tho?
I mean stealing someone else’s job for lower pay than before is a very shitty thing to do,
A man who would betray his friends for a paycheck is barely a man
@@thisisaname3283 yes.
Lmao this song predates the existence of Marxism, let alone Bolshevism. Organised labour will always exist and always protect the interests of the labourer.