I hate the time change. Why do we bother?
We’re on Daylight Savings Time more than we are on regular time. It makes no sense.
When I was a kid, after the Uniform Time Act of 1966, we had Daylight Savings for seven months a year. I remember people being confused by the time change, and showing up on Sunday to find an empty church, an hour early.
Some years ago I started to really be disturbed by the time change. Unnatural, making you doubt what time it actually is, on any level.
Daylight Savings does more than change our clock. It shows our false relationship with time, that the divisions of hours are artificial, something we made up to keep ourselves organized.
My ancestors who were farmers didn’t have much need of clocks. They got up with the sun or before the sun, and they went to bed when it was dark. In the winter when the days were shorter, they worked a bit less, repaired tools, did indoor work, had community dances, played the fiddle.
I don’t really like being told that yes, it was 2 a.m. just a moment ago but now it’s only 1 a.m., because what is 1 a.m. anyhow?
The time change can make you crazy. There is scientific proof of it.
Today’s penny is a 1974, the year that Congress extended Daylight Savings Time to 10 months, hoping to save energy. Yes, for a year we only had “normal” time for two months.