The Left is in a tizzy over a classic New York Times hit piece that claims former Texas Governor Rick Perry did not know what he was in for when he accepted Donald Trump’s offer to lead the U.S. Department of Energy. I’ll spare you from feeling guilty about having to give the Times a click by sharing the article lede right here:
When President-elect Donald J. Trump offered Rick Perry the job of energy secretary five weeks ago, Mr. Perry gladly accepted, believing he was taking on a role as a global ambassador for the American oil and gas industry that he had long championed in his home state.
In the days after, Mr. Perry, the former Texas governor, discovered that he would be no such thing — that in fact, if confirmed by the Senate, he would become the steward of a vast national security complex he knew almost nothing about, caring for the most fearsome weapons on the planet, the United States’ nuclear arsenal.
Leftists on Twitter have been resorting to their customary coastal smugness by mocking that alleged rube, Perry. But it is the current Energy Secretary, Democrat Ernest Moniz, who both looks like a comic book villain and (just slightly more importantly) decided to flex his lofty theoretical physics Ph.D. credentials by deeming it in the nation’s best interest to conscientiously aid and abet the hegemonic nuclearization of the chief sharia-infused zealous Islamist theocracy that makes a habit of routinely chanting “death to America” and “death to Israel” in public marches: Iran.
Bravo, Dr. Moniz.
Back to the Times, though. Perhaps the paper is right about Perry. Perhaps it isn’t.
But here is the catch—I do not care. At all. I care less about this than Michael Moore cares about his cholesterol intake on an all-you-can-eat Caribbean cruise. I care less about this than Meryl Streep cares about Aaron Rodgers’ sublimeness on the football field. I care less about this than former Mexican President Vicente Fox cares about being told Mexico will pay for Trump’s “beautiful” border wall. I care less about this than Cecile Richards cares for basic embryology.
The reason I do not care is straightforward: the Department of Energy should not exist. Full stop. It was not founded until 1977 and it oversees approximately nothing that could not be better served by some combination of direct congressional oversight, intense federal deregulation, and devolution of regulatory police power to the states. To the extent the Department does have jurisdiction over legitimately important things that are appropriate for the arcane Executive Branch aegis, such as our nuclear arsenal, those areas can easily be siphoned off to other bureaucracies (e.g., Defense) that serve many other indispensable functions.
And Rick Perry is the perfect man to lead this effort. Besides having presided over the nation’s number one energy-producing state for fourteen years as governor—where his energy policy was greatly accommodative of the fracking- and horizontal drilling-led shale energy renaissance he oversaw—it was Rick Perry who kinda/sorta/maybe went on record back in 2011 as saying he would love to abolish the Department of Energy in its entirety:
Rest assured, though, Perry was indeed trying to remember the name of the very Department of Energy he is now set to lead.
To be fair, I do have some bones to pick with Rick Perry. Substantively, he is more moderate on the immigration issue than suits my more hawkish posture. And aesthetically, our state’s loquacious former Land Commissioner, Jerry Patterson, probably had it right when he said that the new-look, cowboy boot-less, bespectacled Perry could “pass for a West Coast metrosexual.”
But make no mistake about whether Rick Perry is qualified to lead the Department of Energy. In fact, due solely to the fact that he frankly does not even believe it should exist in the first place, he is amongst the most absolutely qualified people in the nation to lead it.