“We need plug-in hybrids!” a young Leftie once chirped at me after I addressed students on his college campus.
“OK,” I asked. “When you go home and plug your car into the electric socket in the garage, where do you think that electricity comes from?”
He stood there in silence for a couple of seconds and then slowly dropped his head in grief. It was clear that this idealist never had asked himself how electricity gets into the wall socket.
Until something huge changes, Teslas, Chevy Bolts, Nissan Leafs, and other sexy electric cars will be powered chiefly by natural gas, uranium, coal, or dams. Renewables generated just 13 percent of U.S. electricity in 2020, according to the latest Department of Energy data. Fuels the Democrat-Left hates: 87 percent. (Natural gas, 41 percent; Nuclear, 20; Coal, 19; Hydroelectric, 7).
Those who oppose the energy status quo have given little apparent thought to this, as they try to re-build American society on a foundation of daydreams. In a sense, this is too bad. Life would be so easy if everyone lived in the Democrat-Left’s Green’s Fantasyland. In that carefree place, tough questions about electric cars go unasked.
Here’s another one:
How would life look for e-car drivers trying to escape hurricanes?
Imagine that Hurricane Dave is churning through the Caribbean. The furious Category-Three storm is barreling toward Miami and forecast to roar northward and wreak havoc on America’s state of paradise. Some models show Dave trashing Florida’s Atlantic beach cities. Others envision 120-MPH winds ravishing the Gulf Coast.
The safest bet is to flee Miami, speed as far away as possible, and perhaps make a sharp left into the Panhandle and toward Alabama.
The 347-mile drive from Miami to Jacksonville exceeds today’s median range for e-cars, whose batteries die after 259 miles.
Imagine tens or even hundreds of thousands of Miami-area e-drivers pulling over on the side of Interstate 95 near Daytona Beach to replenish their batteries. Most would find charging stations shambolically oversubscribed. Those lucky enough to plug in would have to sit still while powering their batteries, devouring two or more hours for many models.
Meanwhile, Dave spins his deadly pirouette with mounting menace, growing closer by the minute — and angrier, too. While these e-cars sip voltage, Dave has grown into a 140-MPH Category Four tempest.
Of course, all of this begs another question: Where will e-car manufacturers acquire the scarce resources needed to build these vehicles and their batteries in the first place?
The inconvenient truth is that reserves of rare-earth elements — such as neodymium and dysprosium — are limited in the U.S. (which would require mining, which the Democrat-Left also hates) but abundant in China (which hates America).
And even if the finite supplies of these materials keep pace with soaring demand, this country would need to erect a slew of power plants to propel all of these electric vehicles — plus homes, offices, factories, and everything beyond e-cars.
Where will e-car manufacturers acquire the scarce resources needed to build these vehicles and their batteries in the first place?