I once ranted and raved on a blog called Seaspook's Rants. Since coming ashore I've observed how things work and I've come to the conclusion that we all eventually become Democrats. The honorable, only after death.
In the words of every capable lumberjack, "Throw the saw!" Then you might want to consider, flexing your legs and rolling when you finally hit the ground. That may prolong death by a couple seconds.
Looks to me like he was going to hit the branch that was already on the ground followed by the big one coming at him next. It's almost laughable. It would be interesting to know how it all turned out. Well, I hope.