It's those who know about it but don't care that bother me.
It's that talking bird again, taking the high moral ground even when muddling up the plot of Young Hunting.

If I had an arrow in my hand
And a bow bent on a string
I'd fire it o'er that light brown heart
Among the leaves so green

And I like that bit 'Martian Carthy' nicked for FFOSM about burning the villain 'like hokey green'.

I'm not vindictive . . .