What I thought, and now think about electric cars

When my son bought an electric car, I didn’t “get it”. I mean, I just didn’t understand the charging part, and it was just foreign to me. I didn’t pay much attention. I drove in it and I thought, “Well, that’s different.”
I drove it. Huh!?
The controls are different. And I had to remember to plug it in.
Well, my son moved away and was selling the car. I bought it. A 2018 Tesla Model 3.
I still own it. In fact, I drive this car more than any other vehicle I have. I really like it.
It’s quiet, very fast if you want it to be for a moment, and there are no oil changes or other maintenance, really. Did I mention quiet? And no engine vibrations.
Now, I understand. I see things I did not before. I recognize that gas vehicles are wasteful and antiquated. I didn’t think this before, or feel the need to notice what everyone else was doing, including me.
Gas vehicles use most of the energy in gasoline, producing unwanted heat. And if you put your face near the tailpipe, you will pass out. But millions upon millions upon millions of those tailpipes spew this exhaust into the air we breathe every day. It doesn’t make sense to me anymore.
Sure, we need to produce the electricity, but electric vehicles are still way more efficient and better for the earth.
I think in the future sometime, we will look back and realize how nutty we were for 150 years or so.
When people change their minds, things change.
I really like electric cars – for personal AND collective reasons.
I love this! There’s nothing better than writing my own story. I’m proud of it, but I’m more proud that I get to influence others in their story too.