There is so much to like about this video: The very, very clever raccoon navigating his way across a makeshift two-rope bridge like a furry James Bond; the Toronto housewife providing National Geographic-ready narration that gives Randall a run for his honey; the nuclear bomb blast toward the end of the video heralding a post-apocalyptic world in which raccoon overlords force humans to produce everlasting mountains of garbage for them to consume.