Here we are again, on the verge of our annual madness. Okay, so it’s six days away, but that qualifies as a verge — and there’s still time to end it.
I’m talking about Daylight Savings Time, or setting the clocks ahead, one of the dumbest things we do each year. And I know if Congress passed a law today that restored sanity to the management of time, it would be awhile before it could go into effect.
So maybe we need a hew and cry. No one I know likes having to change the clocks — especially having to move them ahead an hour each March. It’s an awful long wait to get that hour back.
I don’t understand why a movement to get this thing repealed doesn’t get any traction. I wrote my congressman last year and suggested he introduce a bill to get Daylight Savings Time repealed. It’s a win-win, I told him. Need a compromise? Then how about setting the clock back a half hour next fall and LEAVING IT THERE FOREVER. He’d be a hero, I suggested. Did I hear back? No. Was such legislation introduced? No.
So maybe we need to take matters into our own hands. Maybe everyone should keep their clocks and watches where they are and continue operating on Standard Time. Let’s call it a protest. Let’s persuade Microsoft to quit updating our computers for the time change. Let’s tune in for the Six O’clock News at seven (their time), and miss the news that there’s a protest going on. Let’s show up an hour late for work and dare them to fire us. If we stick together, we can’t lose.
Okay, I’m delirious, but understand this — the delirium is a medical condition caused by the anticipation of setting the clocks ahead, which results in a lot of unhealthy anxiety and aggravation. It makes me nuts. I hate it, hate it, hate it, and I’m not alone. We MUST take into account that it’s not a good idea to disrupt my circadian rhythm. I might explode and ruin a perfectly good chunk of the known universe. For Pete’s sake, let’s end this madness.
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