Buying a Car? It’s 2022: Time to go electric. Here’s why …

Your new $50K gas-driven-fuel-injected-turbo-off-road monster truck will have little-to-no resale value in ten years – It’s already obsolete. Never mind the damage to the environment, our lungs, and our ears – I’m making this appeal to your wallet, because I’m tired of waiting for public ‘enlightenment’. It’s simple math: By 2025 the presence and practicality of EV’s will run the market.

Here are the facts:
• The electric motor is 90% energy efficient. Your gas engine is about 30% efficient (it loses 70% through heat and friction)
• The electric vehicle (EV) has 20 moving parts. The conventional internal combustion engine (ICE) has over 2000 (guess who calls Triple-A first).
• The EV is cheaper to operate.
• Car dealerships have been slow to sell you an EV (partly) because EV’s require such little service – Service is where dealers make almost 50% of their money.
• Battery tech is moving forward quickly, shortening charge time and bringing prices down. (And hey, battery’s are recyclable – gas goes up in smoke.)

In 2015 I took the leap and got my first simple 80-mile-range EV. I’ve absolutely loved it, and thought, ‘why doesn’t everyone know about this?!’ So I became an EV missionary and put a sign on the back: “… It will never need smog checks, oil changes, or transmission repairs. There are no pistons, valves, belts, or flywheels. Also, it doesn’t stink, and the only noise is my mouth.” (I liked pulling in front of loud muscle-cars : )

I should add, you can save your misinformed fossil industry fueled arguments about the ‘true cost’ of lithium, or that our electric grid runs on coal. Or that the ‘eco footprint’ of the EV is so terrible. The EV is nothing compared to your gas-sucking SUV. And if you think your ‘hybrid’ vehicle affords you absolution, just know that you’re still on Darwin’s climate-change off-ramp.

One much overlooked aspect of the EV is that it makes virtually no noise. When the big EV shift finally sinks in, nobody will be more thankful than those who live and sleep near highways, hills and impromptu drag strips.
The Rube Goldberg device we call the internal combustion engine is done, and I say good riddance. Enjoy the QUIET.