Somewhere on an African hillside there is a herd of Elephants.  If you could see them they would be knee high with dried mud, thick rough skin, pock-marked with cuts, scrapes, and bug bites.  They would be separated by brush and trees.  A few drinking from the fresh rain that drifted upon the land the night before.  Some wrestling in the trees, pulling the leaves off their guardians.  Some Elephants appear older than others.  Some younger and more spry.  What you wouldn’t see is the beating heart, a muscle that weighs in excess of 30lbs.  A muscle that is peculiarly similar to the size….of a…..basketball….