Mammals that Lay Eggs

Hi, Mr. Nature here again!

This cute little animal trundling along is a spiny anteater, or echidna–and along with the more famous duck-billed platypus, it’s one of only a very few mammals that… well, lay eggs!

It’s warm-blooded, but not as warm-blooded as regular mammals. It feeds its babies (when they hatch) on breast milk; but it doesn’t have proper nipples. We begin to wonder if these really are mammals, after all.

Ignore the Darwinian fairy tale that comes packaged with this video. If it weren’t for the intense politics involved, Darwinism would’ve bitten the dust quite a while ago. We can’t help wanting to gain a better understanding of the world and how it works, so scientific theories come and go–except for the ones that get a political constituency.

But the echidnas and the platypuses know nothing of politics or scientific theories. They are as God created them, and so are we–complete with our God-given urge to always try to find out more.

Now That’s a Mystery!

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As you can see by the map, the island of Socotra is in the middle of the ocean, and you can’t go there unless you have a boat, a helicopter, or a small plane.

I am purposely ignoring the dismal and unedifying news of this day, in favor of something that’s not news at all, but really, truly puzzling. I like a good puzzle–don’t you?

In 2008, a Russian scientific expedition discovered Olduwan stone tools on Socotra. “So what?” you say. Well, “Olduwan” refers to the oldest and most primitive stone tools we can find, named after Olduvai Gorge in Africa. They are so primitive that some scientists think they were made not by human beings, but by Australopithecus-type ape-men. Others say no, they’re too advanced for non-humans, they must have been made by this hairy little fellow, Homo habilis.

Okay–let’s agree that Mr. Habilis made those tools.

So how in the world did they wind up on Socotra? Hold on, let me ask that in italics–How in the world did Olduwan tools wind up on Socotra? I mean, like, if you used tools like this to build a boat, you’d better have an awful lot of time to devote to it, and a great fondness for swimming many miles from the nearest land. Or was Mr. Habilis getting there by air?

I don’t know how those tools wound up on an island in the middle of the ocean. Maybe their makers hitched a boat-ride from regular human beings. The Darwinian fairy tale offers no explanation for this–but if you’re into Evolution, anyone out there, go ahead, give it a try. See what kind of far-fetched story you can come up with. I’ll be gentle with you: after all, I used to be one of you myself.

But Olduwan tools in the middle of the ocean? Nah! Go figure!

Another Darwinian Fairy Tale

Thanks to Global Warming and all that, says a scientist at the University of Kent, UK, rising sea levels are going to inundate the earth and the human race will evolve to live underwater, complete with gills, webbed feet and hands, an extra layer of fat for insulation, etc., etc. ( ) And voila! The Creature from the Black Lagoon.

It’s hard to decide how to label this. Is it poppycock, humbug, or just B.S.?

If a population of human beings devoted themselves, every day for hours at a stretch, to jumping as high as they could and flapping their arms, how long would it take for their arms to “evolve” into wings?

Or, if that’s asking too much of people who just might have better things to do, perhaps we could perform an experiment. Take some bats and don’t let them fly, but rather keep them in a watery environment day in, day out, for as many generations as it takes for the bats’ wings to evolve into flippers. What will we get out of this, other than a lot of wet, uncomfortable, and down-hearted bats?

I mean, is this stuff even science anymore? Our man from Kent relies on mutations to transform the human race into mermaids. That seems like a long shot, to me. But then that’s why the Darwin set insists on millions, or even billions, of years for Evolution to work its magic. Alas, the vast amounts of time involved make observation somewhat impractical. “You just wait a couple million years, and then you’ll see we were right!” What bunk.

And they say we Christians believe in silly things.


Here Be Monsters: Dimetrodons

Watching an old Wagon Train episode last night, there was a view of some not-too-distant hills and canyon walls; and for no reason I can identify, an odd thing flitted through my mind: “That looks like Dimetrodon country.” Please don’t ask me to explain that.

People think Dimetrodons were dinosaurs because they’re always found in dinosaur play sets, but they were more closely related to mammals than to dinosaurs. When I was a kid I called them Sailbacks.

So this clip is from the BBC production, Walking With Monsters, and I enjoyed watching it because the effects are just so cool. I have learned to ignore the Darwinian fairy tales that usually accompany such films. We know that once upon a time there were Dimetrodons, and that there aren’t any now (except maybe in those hills beyond the ranch), and that’s all we know. I hoped Bill Hawks would ride out there and find the Dimetrodons, but he got sidetracked by having to buy horses from extremely dishonest people.

I am beginning to wonder if there are any Dimetrodons in Obann.