@@bendriscoll6631I think there are a few that were more deadly, like the Texas City Disaster, but overall yes if this was real it’d have been one of the deadliest industrial disasters in US history.
fact nobody would ever ask for: being blootlet is actually physically not that bad. a solid chunk of the population find it pleasurable once the initial pain is over/mitigated.
My favorite bit that didn't make it into this recording is during a live playing of this song after dealing with the Corpo, Leslie says "Ah you're a type O negative? Wonderful!" in the best tone of voice.
Yes, that part cracked me up in that version. I prefer the more clean audio here, but the energy of playing live cannot be compared for this kind of songs
When I play Frostpunk and all my people start getting sick because I forgot to turn on the heater, and suddenly all my medical facilities are full, I think of this song.
What I love about this is that the buerocrat being bloodlettet is not some random act. The song explicitly says that they wanted costs to be low so one can imagine the minimal training of the workers.
@@captain_rex5274low costs means that they likely skimped on training, thus the irony of him being bled dry, just as the workers he bled dry in the factory
The first one I heard her sing was The Leslac Version- I wasn't sure if it was a man or woman, but the song was great and I was fascinated by the genre- and I found the whole new world of Filk!Leslie is amazing, I've learned a lot about music from learning hers! I wish I could meet her, and play with her, I bet she's a hoot!🤩💗
I hope you enjoy her: I certainly have! She used to attend a certain medieval festival on a regular basis. Suddenly realized "that particular woman" as the singer of some of my favorite songs! Got to hear her life numerous times. I jump on anything ne she puts out. Some of her earlier participation in compilations with friend ere good, as well! ❤❤
@@MasterCookies you know in you heart what is right and good you do not know in your heart what is lawful. do what you've always been told and follow your heart
@@MasterCookies Law is a mound of malleability hiding in an unbendable trenchcoat. There's a reason why lawyers, the experts of the law, are able to get the seemingly-clear rules to mean just about anything.
I just learned some of the details of the Bhopal disaster last week (I knew of it, but didn't know much), and the song immediately reminded me of it. Other wishful thinking in this song would include: 1. The hospital hearing the explosion (at Bhopal, the police weren't alerted until 45 minutes after the leak started, and the hospital wasn't notified until over an hour later. Even then, the factory wouldn't tell them what substance had leaked, and since the facility produced and processed numerous toxic substances, the hospital staff were running blind until they finally got the name of the poison). 2. The efficiency of the response: again, this wasn't the fault of the emergency services; the factory didn't give adequate information on the substance itself, how much had leaked, or when the leak had started, so planning and conducting an appropriate response was impossible. 3. The type of disaster; a factory explosion, even in a facility that employed most of the town, would probably be fairly confined. In Bhopal, hundreds of thousands of people were affected, and although less than 3000 died in the first two days following the leak, a large percentage suffered long-term effects. There's been some very weird cancers in the city since then, which I'm sure Union Carbide would say has nothing to do with that time they accidentally dusted the city with a lethal poison. But yeah, after Union Carbide's response, and the revelations that one of their factories in the US had already been found to be at risk of poisoning the local area (the report on that factory wasn't sent to the Bhopal facility), being forcibly exsanguinated seems like a fairly reasonable punishment.
@@d.b.624 no but there was a hilarious amount of blame pinning over who was at fault,tho both are beyond fucked up tragedies,I've read a few books on bophol and man it was terrifying
Just a little general hospital, in a little factory town. The board put me in charge for mainly keeping prices down. I hadn't touched a patient since 1982, But the day of the explosion I remembered what to do. At eleven in the morning, we all heard the factory blow. The blast took out the windows, and the shrapnel fell like snow. We could get no help from out of town for half a day or more. We had near a thousand casualties and beds for ninety-four. Chorus: And can you keep your head, your backbone, or your heart? We all found out the answer on the day it fell apart. It was worse than combat medicine; supplies were draining fast. Bandages ran out and antiseptics wouldn't last. I took all the able-bodied I could catch inside the door And made them help the doctors to go scrounge supplies and more. I invented laws to tell them saying in such emergency Forget your usual job and boss, your orders come from me. I sent the cops to commandeer anything in reach: Food or disinfectant cloth or alcohol or bleach. The janitor ran cleanup squad, the cook maintained supplies, The garbageman removed the ones who died before our eyes. The clerks burned all our papers to boil water on the fire For sterilizing instruments, as the body count went higher. A local healthfood herbalist brought everything he had. The painkillers were useful, and the poultices weren't bad. A smack and cocaine pusher handed us his whole supply. The quality was lousy, but a few more didn't die. We did triage in the parking lot, ranked minor, major, grave. A sad-eyed fireman gave the stroke to those we couldn't save. Then sometime in the chaos, a director wandered in To tell us we were breaking rules, what trouble we'd be in. But if we'd swear the factory was not the fire's cause, And the harm was accidental, he'd forget the broken laws. The staff sneaked up and grabbed him, and tied him to a door. He gave them blood transfusions 'till he hadn't any more. (musical interlude) When that day was over, and we'd saved all that we could, We saw that law and politics would hang us where we stood. We'd saved eight hundred lives but shattered all authority. I told them, "People, save yourselves, put all the blame on me." I took my books and instruments, and a few supplies beside, Packed my car and ran away to open countryside. So now I live an outlaw, condemned by righteous men, But for all the lives I saved that day ... I'd do it all again. And can you keep your head, your backbone, or your heart? You'll all find out the answers on the day it falls apart
They usually ended up beyond saving by the time my boys got to them so all we had to do was salvage the organs for cargo and the brains for robotics. The rest went to the chef
@@MasterCookies How in charge she was isn't clear, but she was absolutely an administrator. And she absolutely overstepped her authority. She even says so.
@@MasterCookies anarchists respect expertise moreso than authority like, you'd be hard pressed even within the most radical anarchist circles to find someone who *wouldn't* defer to the doctors experience in a mass casualty incident
@@sabotabby3372 The word for that is "Meritocracy". When you elect the most capable person for a position. True anarchy can't be achieved in a group because it would be self defeating. A hierarchy will be established willingly or not.
Saving a thousand odd people out ways anything a company could ever try complain about losing monetarily especially when they all get bailed out by the government any ways
I was Head of Security on a Space Station 13 server and I ended up working for the Chief Medical officer doing triage because there was: Mold+giant spiders, another mold+giant mosquitoes, Pirates, and meteors smashing the space station, and an EMP blob eating the gravity generator. As a Synth, I could not help my men fight the EMP blob, so I ended up in the bloody nightmare that was Medical that round, helping out where I could. And there was no response from Central Command, and no Emergency Response Team. So yes! very relatable song.
*Never time or money to do things right to begin with, but plenty of money to pay people in suits to stand around looking somber as they do the legal 'avoid responsibility and accountability' butt cover dance*
That poor firefighter had to mercy kill those who couldn’t be saved , undoubtedly he used either a Axe or pry bar that man ( if real ) would need serious therapy but saved life’s by taking those who couldn’t be saved
The song is from the perspective of a Factory Town's Hospital director having to perform disaster relief without official approval from the corporate executives that owned the town. They had to break many rules, and use supply from dubious sources to treat 1000 injured people, and because of the choice to break as many rules needed to save lives (Including killing the factory director through bloodletting for transfusions), the doctor chose to become the scapegoat for much of the issues caused and flee
Last time I saw someone say that, I saw a comment seemingly from her herself saying "I have no idea where y'all got that" So... idk if she is or isn't, but let's mostly just not assume that she is based on nothing.
she was always an anarchist of a bit of an off kilter type. probably had or has ties to the (relatively) massive left wing terrorist weatherman group we had bombing stuff back in the day. doesnt change the worth of her music.
800 saved out of 1000 casualties, with beds for 94, is insanely good, by the way.
And the fact they ran out of resources and were undertrained makes it a dang miracle they kept that many alive out of the 1000
The narrator was kept away from patients since '82 because they were so good, they didn't leave any patients for other doctors...
YEA I WAS DOIN THE MATH AND GOODNESS THATS A HIGH SUCCESS RATE-
And 200 dead would easily be the worst industrial disaster in U.S history.
@@bendriscoll6631I think there are a few that were more deadly, like the Texas City Disaster, but overall yes if this was real it’d have been one of the deadliest industrial disasters in US history.
"He gave them blood transfusions tell he hadn't anymore" god damn, cooperate bloodsucker or not, what a hellish way to go
An ironic end for a bloodsucker, huh?
@@Ultrawup yeah
fact nobody would ever ask for: being blootlet is actually physically not that bad. a solid chunk of the population find it pleasurable once the initial pain is over/mitigated.
@@yehhuwiguhi2884 well yeah it probably makes you rather lightheaded and almost high after the pain
actually, thats pretty good way to go, you just fall asleep.
My favorite bit that didn't make it into this recording is during a live playing of this song after dealing with the Corpo, Leslie says "Ah you're a type O negative? Wonderful!" in the best tone of voice.
Yes, that part cracked me up in that version. I prefer the more clean audio here, but the energy of playing live cannot be compared for this kind of songs
@@CaptainUnreal I can see the evil grin
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@@Mutos4 That's the one
The moment the crowd laughs and she drops that line in response ^_^ :-D
"We did triage in the parking lot, ranked minor, major, grave
A sad-eyed fireman gave the stroke to those we couldn't save"
goddamn
I don't know many medical terms, what does it mean by "gave the stroke"?
@@quickquestion-sg4gw i assume some kind of euthanasia
@@quickquestion-sg4gw The stroke of an axe, which means he used his axe to mercy kill the ones they couldent save
@@quickquestion-sg4gw
last mercy
When I play Frostpunk and all my people start getting sick because I forgot to turn on the heater, and suddenly all my medical facilities are full, I think of this song.
Now I wonder what Leslie Fish would sing on top of "The City Must Survive".
What I love about this is that the buerocrat being bloodlettet is not some random act. The song explicitly says that they wanted costs to be low so one can imagine the minimal training of the workers.
Could you explain?
@@captain_rex5274low costs means that they likely skimped on training, thus the irony of him being bled dry, just as the workers he bled dry in the factory
It's not about the training, they killed him because fuck that guy, they took his blood and used it.
This was the first Leslie Fish song I ever heard - if it wasn't for this, I'd never have gotten into filk! It's weird to think about XD
The first one I heard her sing was The Leslac Version- I wasn't sure if it was a man or woman, but the song was great and I was fascinated by the genre- and I found the whole new world of Filk!Leslie is amazing, I've learned a lot about music from learning hers! I wish I could meet her, and play with her, I bet she's a hoot!🤩💗
Flight 93 was my first.
I hope you enjoy her: I certainly have! She used to attend a certain medieval festival on a regular basis. Suddenly realized "that particular woman" as the singer of some of my favorite songs! Got to hear her life numerous times. I jump on anything ne she puts out. Some of her earlier participation in compilations with friend ere good, as well! ❤❤
"...And can you keep your hip?
Your backbone or your heart?
We all found out the answer on the day it fell apart."
Always loved that line.
Shouldn't that first line read "And can you keep your head?"? Makes a bit more sense in a crisis situation, I think.
Keep your head.
Yours is funnier, but I'm pretty sure she says "head". It also makes more sense in context.
I think everyone hopes that if they get put in a situation like this, that they'll have the courage to do the right thing even if it breaks the law.
The law is subjective, what's right is not.
@@SuspectXX it’s not supposed to be subjective fortunately it tends to work out for people who have done something good while breaking the law
@@SuspectXX Its kinda other way around.
@@MasterCookies you know in you heart what is right and good you do not know in your heart what is lawful. do what you've always been told and follow your heart
@@MasterCookies Law is a mound of malleability hiding in an unbendable trenchcoat.
There's a reason why lawyers, the experts of the law, are able to get the seemingly-clear rules to mean just about anything.
What powerful and emotion-heavy lyrics, a morbidly fascinating narrative indeed
I cry everytime i listen to this. Leslie paints such a vivid picture in the song i can't help but cry.
Allegedly inspired by the Bhopal disaster. Although the bit about finding a use for the corporate bloodsucker is wishful thinking...
I just learned some of the details of the Bhopal disaster last week (I knew of it, but didn't know much), and the song immediately reminded me of it.
Other wishful thinking in this song would include:
1. The hospital hearing the explosion (at Bhopal, the police weren't alerted until 45 minutes after the leak started, and the hospital wasn't notified until over an hour later. Even then, the factory wouldn't tell them what substance had leaked, and since the facility produced and processed numerous toxic substances, the hospital staff were running blind until they finally got the name of the poison).
2. The efficiency of the response: again, this wasn't the fault of the emergency services; the factory didn't give adequate information on the substance itself, how much had leaked, or when the leak had started, so planning and conducting an appropriate response was impossible.
3. The type of disaster; a factory explosion, even in a facility that employed most of the town, would probably be fairly confined. In Bhopal, hundreds of thousands of people were affected, and although less than 3000 died in the first two days following the leak, a large percentage suffered long-term effects. There's been some very weird cancers in the city since then, which I'm sure Union Carbide would say has nothing to do with that time they accidentally dusted the city with a lethal poison.
But yeah, after Union Carbide's response, and the revelations that one of their factories in the US had already been found to be at risk of poisoning the local area (the report on that factory wasn't sent to the Bhopal facility), being forcibly exsanguinated seems like a fairly reasonable punishment.
Have to admit it also reminds me of the Halifax explosion as well.
@@tomasg851 There was no attempt to cover up Halifax, though.
@@d.b.624 no but there was a hilarious amount of blame pinning over who was at fault,tho both are beyond fucked up tragedies,I've read a few books on bophol and man it was terrifying
Oh, I wouldn't count on that.... I really wouldn't.
leslie fish is a treasure
Just a little general hospital, in a little factory town.
The board put me in charge for mainly keeping prices down.
I hadn't touched a patient since 1982,
But the day of the explosion I remembered what to do.
At eleven in the morning, we all heard the factory blow.
The blast took out the windows, and the shrapnel fell like snow.
We could get no help from out of town for half a day or more.
We had near a thousand casualties and beds for ninety-four.
Chorus:
And can you keep your head, your backbone, or your heart?
We all found out the answer on the day it fell apart.
It was worse than combat medicine; supplies were draining fast.
Bandages ran out and antiseptics wouldn't last.
I took all the able-bodied I could catch inside the door
And made them help the doctors to go scrounge supplies and more.
I invented laws to tell them saying in such emergency
Forget your usual job and boss, your orders come from me.
I sent the cops to commandeer anything in reach:
Food or disinfectant cloth or alcohol or bleach.
The janitor ran cleanup squad, the cook maintained supplies,
The garbageman removed the ones who died before our eyes.
The clerks burned all our papers to boil water on the fire
For sterilizing instruments, as the body count went higher.
A local healthfood herbalist brought everything he had.
The painkillers were useful, and the poultices weren't bad.
A smack and cocaine pusher handed us his whole supply.
The quality was lousy, but a few more didn't die.
We did triage in the parking lot, ranked minor, major, grave.
A sad-eyed fireman gave the stroke to those we couldn't save.
Then sometime in the chaos, a director wandered in
To tell us we were breaking rules, what trouble we'd be in.
But if we'd swear the factory was not the fire's cause,
And the harm was accidental, he'd forget the broken laws.
The staff sneaked up and grabbed him, and tied him to a door.
He gave them blood transfusions 'till he hadn't any more.
(musical interlude)
When that day was over, and we'd saved all that we could,
We saw that law and politics would hang us where we stood.
We'd saved eight hundred lives but shattered all authority.
I told them, "People, save yourselves, put all the blame on me."
I took my books and instruments, and a few supplies beside,
Packed my car and ran away to open countryside.
So now I live an outlaw, condemned by righteous men,
But for all the lives I saved that day ... I'd do it all again.
And can you keep your head, your backbone, or your heart?
You'll all find out the answers on the day it falls apart
My one question is how the executive gave blood without a heart?
stored in his fat-rolls, probably.
Metal
pov: you are the chief medical officer on a nanotrasen space station
This played on a round where I was one. Luckily the casualties weren't nearly as high.
They usually ended up beyond saving by the time my boys got to them so all we had to do was salvage the organs for cargo and the brains for robotics. The rest went to the chef
This is a heck of an origin story for a Cyberpunk Ripperdoc, just saying.
This is the DLC I need.
standard ss13 rounds
hold captain down and draining him of blood to keep others alive
People always assume that Anarchism is "chaos".
No. THIS is anarchism.
This is not anarchism, she was in charge.
@@MasterCookies yeah, fair enough.
@@MasterCookies How in charge she was isn't clear, but she was absolutely an administrator. And she absolutely overstepped her authority. She even says so.
@@MasterCookies anarchists respect expertise moreso than authority
like, you'd be hard pressed even within the most radical anarchist circles to find someone who *wouldn't* defer to the doctors experience in a mass casualty incident
@@sabotabby3372 The word for that is "Meritocracy". When you elect the most capable person for a position.
True anarchy can't be achieved in a group because it would be self defeating. A hierarchy will be established willingly or not.
Saving a thousand odd people out ways anything a company could ever try complain about losing monetarily especially when they all get bailed out by the government any ways
I was Head of Security on a Space Station 13 server and I ended up working for the Chief Medical officer doing triage because there was: Mold+giant spiders, another mold+giant mosquitoes, Pirates, and meteors smashing the space station, and an EMP blob eating the gravity generator. As a Synth, I could not help my men fight the EMP blob, so I ended up in the bloody nightmare that was Medical that round, helping out where I could. And there was no response from Central Command, and no Emergency Response Team. So yes! very relatable song.
SS13 moment
SS13 moment
hell yes
*Never time or money to do things right to begin with, but plenty of money to pay people in suits to stand around looking somber as they do the legal 'avoid responsibility and accountability' butt cover dance*
That poor firefighter had to mercy kill those who couldn’t be saved , undoubtedly he used either a Axe or pry bar that man ( if real ) would need serious therapy but saved life’s by taking those who couldn’t be saved
Drain the rich
Warlady.
is this song based on a real disaster?
No
@@SongsfromtheStars ty for answering.
sorry it took so long to reply, I didn't get a notice for it.
What's this song about?
The song is from the perspective of a Factory Town's Hospital director having to perform disaster relief without official approval from the corporate executives that owned the town.
They had to break many rules, and use supply from dubious sources to treat 1000 injured people, and because of the choice to break as many rules needed to save lives (Including killing the factory director through bloodletting for transfusions), the doctor chose to become the scapegoat for much of the issues caused and flee
It's such a shame she's a conspiracy theorist nutcase now, or so I've heard
I think Leslie is actually a catbreeder (not the crazy type either) dunno where heard this though.
Last time I saw someone say that, I saw a comment seemingly from her herself saying "I have no idea where y'all got that"
So... idk if she is or isn't, but let's mostly just not assume that she is based on nothing.
she was always an anarchist of a bit of an off kilter type.
probably had or has ties to the (relatively) massive left wing terrorist weatherman group we had bombing stuff back in the day.
doesnt change the worth of her music.
@@scout360pyroz this whole “probably has ties to” shit is completely baseless libel.
@@trekintosh why? plenty of respectable people have had ties to it and the movement.
Here from peacedozers cover🙋🏻
@peacedozer
#peacedozer
Same
for me it was alderon tyran's cover...