Thank you, Mr. President. There is a lot we don't know about Scott Pruitt. We know that thousands of emails between this man and the industry that he is supposed to be regulating as EPA Administrator have been suppressed by him for years. We know that just yesterday a court found that suppression of his emails unreasonable, an abject failure of his duties under the law to disclose. Those ought to be alarm bells for the side of the aisle that is forcing, jamming this nomination through. He told us he couldn't get these emails released for more than 2 years, and the court ordered him to release the first chunk Tuesday, just days from now; the second big chunk, 10 days from now. So clearly there has been some mischief here, when on the one hand this office pretends that it can't get the emails out for more than 2 years, and a court looks at the situation and says: No. You make them available Tuesday. That is not a sign of good things. No. 2, this is a guy who, as part of his political money operation--a political money operation that is heavily funded by big fossil fuel industry players about whose carbon emissions he will be making vital decisions as EPA Administrator. So far, his relationship with them has been to take their money and to be their lawyer. That is not a good start, either, for an EPA Administrator. Here is the other thing we don't know: We don't know about his dark money operation.…
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