Something about daylight savings time deeply offends me. It’s like getting a bad case of jet lag twice year without the fun trip to make it worthwhile. According to Wikipedia the first guy to propose it was some guy who collected bugs and wanted 2 more hours of daylight to chase his nasty little critters around. So we all have to put up with it now.
It did not happen for any altruistic or environmental reason. My Grandma used to say “empty barrels make the noise.” So some guy with a huge head and a large barrel decided, for his personal reasons, the rest of us lazy humans have to put up with it.
Time is so arbitrary anyway. Why do we have to further mess with it? I would be perfectly happy if we stuck to just 2 increments of time, daytime and night-time. Keep it simple. Then each of us has the freedom to insert our own mini increments in there as the mood hits. Mine would be coffee time, lunch time, Martini time, fun time, and bath time.
Think of how much fun we could have with it. Someone calls us on the phone and some random hour and we say “do you have any idea what time it is????” Uh, no. “It’s fun time and you called me right in the middle of it! I had to stop what I was doing to answer the phone.” (said in the snooty tone of voice reserved for the most righteous of the righteous) Oh, sorry. But, just so you know, it’s my yakitty yak time. Do we need to synchronize our watches if we want to communicate in the future?
Sure it would be confusing, but much better that the time nazi attitudes going on now. If you don’t get up at a decreed time you are lazy. If you don’t go to bed at the right time, you are a night owl and no good can possibly come of you. So this morning I wake up and discovered that the government stole an hour of my time while I was sleeping. Phooey I say! So what if I get it back in the fall. Do I get it back with interest? No. So why should I have to give it in the first place? I want my hour back, thank you very much.