It's that time of year again. Daylight Time. The only upshot this year: it's later in the season than normal, which I think is nice.
But seriously, why do we continue to engage in this exercise of turning the clock back in the fall, then forward in the spring, particularly when we're neither at war (contrary to popular belief held by only the most ardent of Republicans) nor are we an agrarian society any longer (contrary to farm subsidies.)
And why we are told to set our clocks back at ungodly hours like 2:00 a.m.? I mean, does anyone actually sit up and wait for this?
Maude: Haroldddddd. Come to bed. I'm collllllld.
Harold: Hush. I'll be there shortly. It's only 1:37 a.m. Can't set all the clocks back until 2; you know that.
Seriously? No? No one? Hm. I didn't think so. I know I certainly don't. In fact, despite my disdain for the semi-annual exercise, I actually set my clocks back on Friday night when I get home from work. That way, I have all weekend to acclimate to the time change and I'm one less zombie stumbling into work all discombobulated and cranky on Monday morning.
For example, when I started writing this bit, it was 4:49 on my computer, but the clocks in my house all say 3:49, and I'm sticking to that! I know it's stupid, but this whole "fall back, spring forward" thing is even stupider.
I say we abolish Daylight Saving Time. And while we're at it, let's get rid of the IRS, George Bush, and anti-marriage initiatives, 'cause those are all stupid, too!