American Elephants


Meet The Low-Information Voters, Backbone of the Democrat Party! by The Elephant's Child


Unbelievable!! What, if anything can be going through their heads? Did they hear only “support Obama” and not understand any of the rest? Have they never heard of the Bill of Rights, never read them, never understood what they mean nor why they were written? Obviously they have no clue what they are signing. Sickening.

Totalitarianism doesn’t require a coup, nor a revolution, just a sufficiently dumbed down population, and our schools are doing that job quite effectively.



The Mysterious Moving Rocks of Racetrack Playa by The Elephant's Child

This Post From August 5, 2008 Interested Many Readers

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This is a fascinating puzzle, and completely new to me — the moving rocks of Racetrack Playa in the Panamint Mountains in Death Valley National Park, California. The moving rocks, also called sailing stones or sliding rocks, slide across the surface of the playa leaving long tracks behind them. A playa is a seasonally dry lake bed. No one has ever seen the stones move, but the trails indicate that they do. Nor are these all little rocks, many are as big as a man, and some are as large as 750 lbs. For more pictures and possible explanation, follow the link above.

Now It Appears That We May Have an Answer:

How Do Death Valley’s “Sailing Stones” Move Themselves Across the Desert?’

Start at the Furnace Creek visitor center in Death Valley National Park. Drive 50 miles north on pavement, then head west for another 30 miles on bone-rattling gravel roads. During the drive—which will take you four hours if you make good time—you’ll pass sand dunes, a meteor crater, narrow canyons, solitary Joshua trees and virtually no evidence of human existence whatsoever.  But soon after cresting the Cottonwood Mountains, you’ll come upon a landscape so out of place even in this geologically bizarre park that it almost seems artificial.

Racetrack Playa is a dried-up lakebed, ringed by mountains, about 3 miles long and flat as a tabletop. During summer, the cracked floor looks prehistoric under the desert sun; during winter, it’s intermittently covered by sheets of ice and dustings of snow. But the dozens of stones scattered across the playa floor are the most puzzling part of the view. Ranging from the size of a computer mouse to a microwave, each one is followed by a track etched into the dirt, like the contrail behind an airplane. Some tracks are straight and just a few feet long, while others stretch the length of a football field and curve gracefully or jut off at sharp angles.

Staring at these “sailing stones,” you’re torn between a pair of certainties that are simply not compatible: (1) these rocks appear to have moved, propelled by their own volition, across the flat playa floor, and yet (2) rocks don’t just move themselves.

And as they say: Here’s the rest of the storyThey have apparently been working on the puzzle for years, and they have an answer. How nice to get a puzzle explained.




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