Chris stroud

[RagingDissident_ @JustRaging01]

Absolute niggardly behaviour

[Banana King @BananaKingonX]

🇺🇸 / 🇨🇦 𝗧𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗡

Last week, Mark Carney gleefully announced HIS desire (certainly not the desire of Canadians)...

...to push Canada into the European Union.

This announcement dominated headlines for two days.

Then came Trump's announcement that the U.S. had reached a deal with Greenland and Denmark.

And then he announced he would source potash from Belarus.

As such, Trump has been the center of attention at the UN General Assembly.

No one is talking about Mark Carney.

No one is talking about his failed plan to make Canada an associate member of the EU.

Trump was made for this game.

Carney was not.

[CFL News @CFL_News]

Between The Lines: @DougFlutie impressed by Trevor Harris’ CFL longevity

https://t.co/1SL1w8l7Up via @sasktoday #CFL #Riders

[Tablesalt 🇨🇦🇺🇸 @Tablesalt13]

Can you guys please deport this guy BACK to his home country?

Cuba.

[Q_17 @Q17awake]

🚨 BREAKING: The State of Indiana will be CANCELING ALL commercial driver licenses for illegals at midnight TONIGHT, per the Lt. Governor

FINALLY!

EVERY SINGLE state should follow Indiana’s lead immediately.

[Mario Zelaya @mario4thenorth]

🚨 MAJOR BREAKING: Nearly 300,000 Haitians in the US are losing Temporary Protected Status.

AND NOW CANADA IS THEIR SAFE HAVEN.

SHUT. IT. DOWN.

[Chris stroud @StroudStang]

@sskroughriders @WatsonGloves #WATSONGLOVES

[Earth Unveiled @Mrdimasta420]

The most feared predator in the Western Hemisphere just swam up to armed men and asked them not to shoot.

Read that again.

Not a house cat. Not a stray dog. The single most powerful bite of any big cat on Earth — stronger than a lion's, stronger than a tiger's, strong enough to punch through a turtle shell or a crocodile's skull in one clamp — swam, on its own, toward a boat full of armed soldiers.

And it didn't attack.

It asked.

If you know anything about apex predators, you already know how insane that sentence is. Apex predators do not approach armed humans voluntarily. Every instinct wired into 12 million years of evolution tells them the opposite: humans mean guns, humans mean traps, humans mean pain. A healthy jaguar in the wild will not let you get within 200 meters before it vanishes into cover so completely you'll swear it was never there. That's not fear, that's mastery. Jaguars are the ghosts of the Amazon. Biologists who've spent entire careers in the field have gone years without a confirmed sighting of a wild one, despite knowing exactly which territory it patrols, despite finding its tracks every single week.

So when the apex predator of an entire continent breaks 12 million years of instinct and swims TOWARD the thing it's engineered to avoid — something has gone catastrophically wrong.

This is that story. And by the end of it you're going to need to see the footage for yourself, because no description does it justice.

—

Let's talk about what a jaguar actually is, because most people have the wrong animal in their head right now.

You're picturing a leopard. You're wrong. Jaguars are built like tanks — shorter, stockier, more muscle packed onto a heavier frame than any other big cat pound for pound. Where a leopard or a cougar kills by suffocating its prey, clamping the throat and waiting, a jaguar doesn't bother. It bites straight through the skull. Through bone. In one motion. It's the only big cat on the planet that regularly kills this way, because it's the only one with the jaw strength to pull it off.

Scientists have measured jaguar bite force at up to 1,500 PSI. A lion's is around 650. Compare that number twice, because it doesn't feel real the first time.

This is an animal that eats caimans. It eats anacondas. It has been documented dragging a full-grown black caiman — an armored reptile that can grow past 13 feet — out of the water like it was nothing. There is functionally no animal in its ecosystem that is safe from it, including the largest and most heavily armored reptiles on the continent.

The jaguar is not just at the top of the Amazon's food chain. It IS the food chain. Every other predator in that rainforest — the caimans, the anacondas, the ocelots — exists underneath it, and every prey species has evolved specifically around avoiding it.

That's the animal we're talking about.

Indigenous cultures across the Americas didn't worship jaguars because they were pretty. The Maya believed the sun turned into a jaguar every night to fight its way through the underworld so it could rise again at dawn. Olmec rulers carved themselves with jaguar features because there was no higher symbol of power available to them. Amazonian shamanic traditions across dozens of tribes describe the jaguar as the one animal capable of moving between the world of the living and the world of spirits at will. You don't build three thousand years of mythology around something that isn't genuinely, undeniably the most dangerous thing in the room.

Even today, biologists who track jaguars for a living describe the same experience over and over: you can walk within a hundred feet of a wild jaguar and never know it. It sees you first. It always sees you first. It decides, every single time, whether you're worth the energy of a confrontation — and almost every single time, it decides you're not, and simply disappears. Camera traps left in the same stretch of forest for years will capture a resident jaguar walking past the exact same tree, week after week, and the researchers who set those traps will never once encounter that animal in person. That's not luck. That's a predator so completely in control of its environment that avoiding you costs it nothing.

Now picture that animal exhausted. Picture it with nothing left. Picture it choosing, out of every option available to it in an entire river system, to swim toward the one thing on Earth that should terrify it more than anything else.

That's not an animal being brave. That's an animal that has run out of other options.

—

Here's the part that should make you angry.

This wasn't an accident, and it wasn't old age, and it wasn't disease. When veterinarians finally got their hands on this animal, what they found wasn't a natural injury. It was evidence of a crime scene.

Multiple gunshot wounds. Broken teeth, almost certainly from trying to bite or fight its way out of something. And buried in its skull and neck — not one bullet, not two, not five — more than THIRTY separate lead fragments. Thirty pieces of shrapnel embedded in the head and neck of a living, breathing apex predator that somehow, against every statistical likelihood, was still alive when it was found.

Read that number again. Thirty.

That's not one shot. That's not a warning fired into the air. That's sustained, close-range violence against an animal that is legally protected, nationally symbolic, and — despite its raw physical power — has no defense whatsoever against a firearm. A 1,500 PSI bite means nothing against a bullet. All that evolutionary power, all those millions of years of becoming the perfect killing machine, and it is completely, totally helpless against a human with a gun and bad intentions.

Somebody did this. Somebody stood close enough to unload more than thirty rounds' worth of lead into this animal's head and neck and left it to die in a river.

And it almost worked.

Sit with the mechanics of that for a second, because it matters. Thirty-plus fragments in the skull and neck doesn't happen from one clean shot fired from a safe distance by someone who wanted this over quickly. That pattern is the signature of sustained fire — of someone who kept shooting after the animal was already down, or shooting in a panic, or shooting because they wanted to make absolutely sure. None of those explanations are good. All of them describe a human being standing over one of the rarest, most protected animals on the continent and choosing, again and again, pull after pull of the trigger, to keep going.

A fractured jaw on top of that isn't just collateral damage from gunfire, either — it's consistent with an animal that was still fighting back at some point in whatever happened before that river. This wasn't necessarily an animal that surprised someone and got shot in self-defense. The physical evidence tells a story closer to a hunt, or a trap, or a retaliation killing that went further than "scare it off." We don't get to know exactly what happened in the hours before this jaguar hit the water. What we do know, written directly into its body, is that whatever happened was not quick, and it was not merciful.

—

Picture the hours before this footage was recorded, because nobody filmed those hours, and they're the part of the story that actually explains everything you're about to see.

A wounded jaguar, bleeding, in agony, with a fractured jaw and a skull full of metal, trying to cross one of the widest rivers in the Amazon basin. Not a stream. Not a creek. A river so enormous in places it looks like open ocean, with currents that professional boat crews respect and plan around.

It didn't have a choice. Injured, disoriented, likely running from the exact humans who shot it, the water was probably the only route away from more gunfire. So it went in. And it swam. For how long, nobody who filmed the final moment actually knows — but long enough that by the time it was spotted, eyewitnesses on the water described an animal that was completely spent. Not swimming with purpose anymore. Barely staying above the surface. The kind of exhausted where the next few minutes were going to decide everything, one way or another, with or without anyone there to see it.

That is the state this jaguar was in when it spotted the boat.

And this is the part your brain refuses to accept: it didn't turn away.

—

Try to actually sit with the decision this animal made, because it is not a small one.

A jaguar in that condition has two options. Option one: keep swimming, alone, and hope the river runs out before its strength does. Statistically, in open water, against a current, with a fractured jaw and a body full of shrapnel — that bet does not favor the jaguar. Option two: swim toward the only object breaking the surface of the water for miles in any direction, a floating hunk of metal covered in the same species that just tried to kill it.

It chose option two.

Not because it trusted humans. It had every reason on Earth not to. It chose the boat because drowning was now more certain than the risk of getting close to people. When your body is failing and your training says "avoid this at all costs," but the alternative is certain death — the calculation changes. That is not tameness. That's not a "friendly" jaguar. That is a wild animal making the most desperate call available to it, betting its life on the tiny, statistically insane chance that the next humans it encountered would be different from the last ones.

It had no way of knowing who was on that boat.

It gambled anyway.

Ask yourself honestly what that decision would have looked like from inside the animal's head, if you can even attempt that exercise. Every muscle memory it has ever built tells it that boats mean people, people mean danger, danger means run. It has almost certainly encountered humans before in a way that reinforced exactly that lesson — possibly hours earlier, possibly from the very people who put thirty pieces of lead into its skull. And yet, with the last of its strength, faced with a binary choice between a slow death by exhaustion in open water or a gamble on the species that had just tried to end its life, it picked the gamble.

That is not an animal "trusting" a boat the way a dog trusts a familiar hand. That is an animal doing cost-benefit analysis under lethal pressure and concluding that the smallest available risk was still better than the certainty of drowning. If you've ever wondered what raw, unfiltered survival instinct actually looks like when it's stripped of every comfortable assumption — this is it. No safety net. No guarantee. Just a wild, wounded predator betting its own life on a stranger, because the alternative had already stopped being a choice at all.

—

And here's where the story turns, because the people on that boat were not the people who shot it.

This wasn't a random tourist boat. This was a Brazilian Military Police Environmental Battalion patrol — units whose entire job is protecting the Amazon and the animals in it from exactly the kind of violence this jaguar had just survived. They had been alerted that a jaguar had been struggling in the water for hours. They went looking. And when they found it, weak, barely afloat, right at the edge of giving out completely, they didn't hesitate.

No tranquilizer gun. No cage. No net thrown over its head. A crew of armed officers, face to face in open water with the most powerful bite in the hemisphere, made a split-second decision to try something almost unbearably tender: they offered it something to hold onto instead of trying to force it.

An apex predator, at the absolute end of its strength, reached out and took it.

Think about the physics of that moment for one second. This is an animal capable of crushing bone in a single bite, choosing, in its most vulnerable state, not to lash out at the nearest living thing — but to accept help from it. Every ounce of instinct built for survival by not trusting anything that looks like a human, overridden in real time by pure, desperate necessity.

That single moment — an apex predator and armed men, face to face, and nobody fighting — is one of the rarest things you will ever see captured on camera. Not because it's cute. Because it should not be possible. And yet there it is, recorded, real, happening.

Think about the training those officers actually had to override in that moment, too, because it wasn't just the jaguar taking a risk. Standard protocol around a wounded wild predator, especially one capable of killing a grown man in seconds, does not say "get close enough to hand it something." It says keep distance, call a specialist, wait for proper equipment, minimize risk to personnel. Every part of a textbook response would have kept that boat well back from the animal until trained handlers with tranquilizers arrived. But a jaguar in open water, that far gone, might not have had that kind of time. Somebody on that boat made the same kind of split-second calculation the jaguar did — that the measured, official, by-the-book response might not get there fast enough, and that the smaller, riskier, human option was worth trying anyway.

Two completely different species, in the same sixty seconds, independently deciding that the safe, predictable choice wasn't good enough, and that trusting a stranger was worth the risk. That's the part of this story that never makes it into the caption. It's not just a jaguar getting saved. It's two sets of instincts, built by evolution and training to keep their owners as far away from each other as possible, both breaking pattern at the exact same moment, for the exact same reason: because doing nothing was worse.

There's a version of this story where the boat crew plays it safe. Where they keep their distance, radio it in, wait for a specialist unit with proper sedation equipment, follow every protocol to the letter — and by the time backup arrives, the outcome is simply different. Nobody would have blamed them for that choice. It's the defensible choice, the one that protects everyone involved from risk and liability. It is also, very possibly, the choice that doesn't end with a living jaguar in a Manaus clinic a few hours later. The margin between those two versions of this story was measured in minutes, not hours, and somebody on that boat understood that in real time and acted on it anyway.

—

This is the point where I'd normally tell you how it ends. I'm not going to.

Not because I'm trying to be dramatic — because the ending has to be seen, not summarized. There is a specific second in this footage where the outcome is still completely uncertain, where you genuinely do not know if this is about to become a rescue or a tragedy, and reading about it in a tweet will never replicate watching it happen in real time. The tension in that clip is not manufactured. It's not edited for effect. It is exactly as unbearable live as it reads on paper, and somehow more so, because you can see it on the animal's face.

What I will tell you is what happened after the cameras kept rolling: this jaguar did not die in that river. It was pulled from the water, transported, and placed under intensive veterinary care in Manaus. Doctors went to work pulling more than thirty pieces of lead out of its skull and neck. It survived surgery. It survived recovery. And an animal that, hours earlier, had been given essentially no chance by anyone who saw the state it was in, is alive today because a handful of people refused to let the story end in that river.

An investigation into who did this to it is ongoing.

—

Here's what almost nobody talks about when this kind of footage goes viral: how close we are, right now, to a world where moments like this stop happening — not because the violence stops, but because there's no jaguar left to survive it.

Jaguars once ranged from the southern United States all the way to northern Argentina. That range has collapsed by roughly half. In some regions it's fallen off a cliff entirely — over 95% of the historic range in places like the western U.S., simply gone. The IUCN lists the species as Near Threatened, and in country after country across its range, "Near Threatened" is a polite way of describing an animal on a countdown.

The two biggest killers aren't disease and they aren't old age. It's habitat destruction — cattle ranching and agriculture chewing through the rainforest one cleared acre at a time — and it's people with guns. Retaliation killings after livestock attacks. Poaching for the illegal wildlife trade, where jaguar teeth and bones get trafficked as substitutes for tiger parts in markets that don't ask questions. Estimates on the illegal jaguar parts trade have climbed for years, with parts of the animal's own body turned into inventory the second it stops breathing.

This particular jaguar didn't get shot thirty-plus times by accident. Somewhere behind this footage is a human decision, made by someone who looked at the most powerful predator in the hemisphere and decided the appropriate response was sustained gunfire. That decision happens more than people realize. Most of the time, nobody's there with a camera. Most of the time, there's no boat crew nearby, no rescue, no recovery, no viral clip forcing millions of people to pay attention for thirty seconds. Most of the time, the story just ends in the water, and nobody outside a five-mile radius ever finds out it happened.

This time, someone was there. This time, it was filmed. This time, the ending is one you can actually watch.

That's exactly why you should.

—

Let's talk numbers for a second, because numbers are the part of this story that doesn't trend, and they're the part that actually explains why this one clip matters so much more than thirty seconds of video usually should.

Researchers estimate the wild jaguar population across the entire Americas has fallen to somewhere in the range of 64,000 individuals, spread across seventeen countries, most of them concentrated in shrinking pockets of the Amazon and the Pantanal. Spread that number across a landmass that stretches from the U.S. border with Mexico down to northern Argentina, and the animal that once ruled an entire hemisphere starts to look less like an apex predator and more like a population hanging on by a thread across a handful of strongholds.

Brazil holds the largest share of that population, which is exactly why what happens in rivers like the Rio Negro matters so much. Lose enough individuals here, in the stronghold, and there's nowhere left for the species to retreat to. This isn't a story about one unlucky animal in one unlucky river. It's a story about the literal center of the species' last remaining territory, and what's still happening inside it.

The illegal trade in jaguar parts — teeth, claws, pelts, skulls — has been documented expanding for years, driven in part by demand that shifted toward jaguar parts as tiger populations became harder to poach and tiger parts became harder to move. Investigators have traced trafficking routes carrying jaguar teeth out of South America toward markets on the other side of the planet, sold as substitutes in traditional medicine and status-symbol markets that don't particularly care which big cat the teeth came from, as long as they came from one. Every jaguar killed for this trade is killed quietly, without a camera, without a rescue boat, without thirty seconds of footage forcing anyone to pay attention.

Retaliation killings make up another huge share of the losses. A jaguar takes a cow from a rancher's herd — which happens, because cattle ranching has eaten enormous stretches of the jaguar's traditional hunting territory — and the response, in far too many cases, isn't a fence or a guard dog. It's a rifle. The animal that gets blamed for adapting to a shrinking habitat is the same animal being punished for the shrinking itself.

This particular jaguar, the one in this footage, was found with wounds inconsistent with a single clean kill shot. Multiple gunshot wounds. A fractured jaw. Over thirty fragments of lead. That is not the profile of an accident. That is the profile of exactly the kind of violence conservationists have been documenting and warning about for years — and for once, instead of disappearing into the statistics, it ended up on video, mid-rescue, with a happy ending you can actually confirm happened.

—

Here's a question worth sitting with before you watch this: what do you think the odds actually were, walking into that moment, that this ends well?

Realistically? Low. An animal that far gone, that many injuries, that much blood loss, crossing that much open water — most wildlife rescuers will tell you, off the record, that by the time footage like this starts circulating, they're often watching an animal that's already lost too much ground to recover. The fact that this jaguar made it not just to the boat, but through surgery, through recovery, through the transfer to a zoo where it's now receiving ongoing care, is not the expected outcome. It's the outlier. It's the version of this story that almost didn't happen, that had a dozen different points where it could have gone the other way, and somehow didn't.

That's what makes this different from the thousand other animal clips you've scrolled past this month. This isn't staged cuteness. This isn't a dog getting a bath. This is a genuine, unscripted, life-or-death moment, with real stakes, a real crime behind it, and a real ending that could have gone either way — captured, start to finish, on camera.

—

I've spent years studying what actually makes something go viral, what makes millions of people stop scrolling and actually watch something to the end. Most of the time it's manufactured — a hook engineered in an editing room, a fake cliffhanger, a thumbnail that promises more than the video delivers.

This isn't that.

This is unscripted, unplanned, real-time footage of the exact moment when the most dangerous predator on the continent decided, in the single worst moment of its life, to trust the species that had just tried to kill it. Nobody storyboarded that decision. No director yelled action. An animal that could kill every person on that boat in seconds chose, instead, to hold on.

You will not see the actual moment described accurately in any caption, including this one. You have to watch it. The stillness right before it happens. The tension in the water. The exact second everything could still go wrong. And then the second it doesn't.

This is the kind of footage people are still going to be sending to their group chats next year with no caption at all, just the video, because some things don't need one.

Think about how few times in your life you'll ever get to watch genuine trust form in real time between a species that could kill you and a species it has every reason to fear. Not trust that was trained over years, like a zoo animal raised on bottle feeding and familiar handlers. Trust built in seconds, under maximum stress, with zero prior relationship, purely because both sides ran out of better options at the exact same moment. That kind of footage doesn't get remade. You can't restage it, you can't fake the tension in the water, you can't CGI the specific stillness of an apex predator deciding, in real time, whether the hand in front of it is a threat or a lifeline.

Most of what goes viral on this platform is manufactured urgency — a countdown that isn't real, a cliffhanger built in post-production, a thumbnail promising a payoff the video doesn't deliver. This is the opposite of all of that. Nobody scripted this. Nobody could have. The stakes were real, the animal was really dying, the people on that boat really didn't know if this was going to work, and none of that uncertainty is something you can manufacture after the fact. It either happened or it didn't. It happened. It's on camera. And you haven't actually watched it yet.

Sound on. Full screen. Don't skip to the end.

Watch it.

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[STORM NEWS 📰🗞️ @storm1news]

🚨#BREAKING: Absolutely HORRIFYING footage has emerged from a "teen takeover" in North Charleston SC.

It appears that a White female police officer was severely BEATEN by a mob of Black teens... including with what appears to be a Roman Candle.

This is hard to watch.

[Shaughn.SGT(ret) @PrairieVeteran]

When the largest grifter in the world is also a drug addict, there are signs. Like to many politicians who do the same.

He holds so many of them. There's video everywhere.

But we are not allowed to call it out.

I will ALWAYS call it out if my tax money is being sent to him. He and his govt are squandering our money for personal gain. They found the perfect street hustle that works.

I'm sure a large portion of the money we give him goes towards the war effort, but when you look at the $26 BILLION Canada has given and the BILLIONS mor from other nations, it only takes a VERY SMALL portion to go into your pockets and add up to some serious coin.

He should be ordered to take a drug test if he wants any more money.

[sammy 2.0 @Sammy_canada2]

Again this year, we see salmon poaching in Ontario (unspecified location) by the usual suspects.

The poor salmon fought hard.

The person recording should have called them out! 🤬

🎥 FB/Armie Tesoro

[Mongo Like Sheriff Bart @boyko_tim84075]

Saskatchewan is going to lose the potash market to foreign suppliers.
Manufacturers are leaving in droves.
Stelantis made off with 13 Billion dollars and are going to spend it in the US.
42,000 jobs lost in August alone.
2.2 million going to foodbanks every month
Well done Mark,

[Skscartoon @skscartoon]

The Canada of your parents’ generation no longer exists. What remains is a horror show of socialism, mass immigration, and globalist traitors — a country that offers you MAID instead of treatment.

[JayGen 𝕏 er🇨🇦 @JayGenXer]

Same week. Same United Nations.

One speech says a leader puts his own people first, holds sovereignty, and stops writing policy for a room that does not pay his grocery bill.

The other speech cuts a $100 million cheque, talks cooperation, and still has no deal with the country that takes nearly a sixth of our economy and more than two million jobs.

You do not have to like the messenger. Read the fine print. Pride in the country. Hold the border of the decision. Protect the citizen before the brochure.

We got the brochure. We got the 100-year partnership. We got another title on a builder bill. We did not get the signature next door.

That clip is not about him. It is about what ours will not say.

#cdnpoli

[Hashem @HashemAllMighty]

Ontario Canada looks like one giant Islamic terrorist sleeper cell. Terrifying.

[Juanita Broaddrick @atensnut]

Goodnight 💤😴

[AwakenedOutlaw⚒️ @AwakenedOutlaw]

If you don’t recognize this as what someone on cocaine does, then you’ve never been around someone on cocaine.

[CCFR/CCDAF @CCFR_CCDAF]

📺 WATCH: Liberal Safety Minister @Gary_SRP gets called out by MP @ArpanKhanna after trying to claim that violent crime in Canada is going down.

"What planet does this minister live on?"

"Last year, we had one violent crime every 50 secs in our country." 🤯

[Brigitte Gabriel @ACTBrigitte]

Canadian taxpayers just got billed $100M for “Palestine.”

Gaza is run by Hamas. That’s who the cheque actually funds.

They call it aid. It’s actually a down payment on the World’s future demise.

[🇬🇧Red Wall Warrior🇬🇧 @JBP6575]

This lowlife must go on trial for WAR CRIMES against the Ukrainian people