Rebel With a Cause

Last Sunday at 2 a.m., Daylight Saving Time kicked in. We were to spring forward. My sister had emailed another sister and me to remember to set our clocks an hour ahead Saturday night. When I woke up Sunday morning, it was 6:38. I got up, did the body test with the Wii and went about my usual routine. Glass of water in hand, I sat down at the computer and, out of habit, glanced at the clock on the taskbar. 8 o’clock?? Where had the morning gone? Ah! I hadn’t set my clock ahead.

Next morning when I did my body test, I went into the Wii settings and pushed the clock up an hour. It didn’t feel good. Anyone who has been reading my blog for long knows that I loathe Daylight Saving Time. It is a myth. It doesn’t save anything. It’s like, as someone put it, cutting a foot off a blanket and sewing it to the other end to make it longer. It doesn’t work. There are still 24 hours in a day and the daylight doesn’t last a minute, let alone an hour, beyond what it does if the Time Lords don’t mess with it.

“Credit” (I’d sooner say “blame”) for the concept of Daylight Saving Time goes back to Benjamin Franklin (durn him) but it didn’t really catch on until World War II when it was called, aptly, War Time. However, it only lasted from 1942 to 1945. From 1945 to 1966, it was left up to the states and municipalities to observe it or not as they chose.

Then, in 1966, the jumble of DST and Standard Time came to an end. That’s when the Uniform Time Act came into being and here came Daylight Saving Time for all—except there were some holdouts exempting themselves from it. Along came the energy crisis in 1973 and Nixon, bless his heart, signed the Emergency Daylight Saving Time Conservation Act and the country was on DST for 15 months. Now, that makes more sense to me than this “springing forward” and “falling back” every year.

It used to be the “springing forward” took place on the first Sunday in April and the “falling back” the last Sunday in October. Gradually, those dates were changed until in 2007, it was the second Sunday in March and the first Sunday in November. Watch ’em. They’re subject to change again. I admired Indiana for holding out for so long but they finally caved and followed suit in 2006.

Now, back to Indiana Tommie. Tommie Dean? My computer clocks changed as did two clocks that are set by the atomic clock. When I’d look at any of those four, I felt depressed. Daylight Saving Time messes with my circadian rhythm and that isn’t good. When my seasonal affective disorder is finally taken care of by the increasingly sunny days, along comes the dratted DST.

I hadn’t changed my other clocks (six of them). Neither did I brave the early morning traffic on Monday. So far, so good. Then I did something my children say is dangerous. I started thinking. I am retired—at least semi if not altogether. The only time I have to be somewhere on time is on Sabbath unless something comes up. My days of pelting down the mountain six times a week are over. I can do what I want. And what I want is to not have to change my whole routine by an hour a day for months on end just because the Time Lords say I have to. I am my own boss. I am a Rebel With a Cause.

This morning, I clicked on the clock on my taskbar and unchecked the little box that says “Automatically adjust clock for Daylight Saving Time”. The time magically went back to Standard Time. I did the same on my netbook and voilà! it was fixed. I grabbed my atomic clocks and pushed the DST button on the back until the display read “OFF”. When I did my body test, I minus-ed that hour I’d put in on Monday. I was free!

Now, I know everyone who hates Daylight Saving Time can’t do this. People have to work. They have to keep appointments. They don’t want to be bothered with “which time?” Me and my house have dealt with living betwixt and between two different time zones for almost half of my life so I’m used to it.

When Standard Time rolls around, there will be no clocks to change. Until then, let freedom ring!

2 Responses to Rebel With a Cause

  1. Mary Jane March 15, 2012 at 10:10 pm #

    Well, good for you–and good luck! My grandfather-in-law refused to change to DST either, as he thought it was a fulfillment of the Bible prophecy that some entity would “think to change times and laws.” The trouble was, he could never remember what to do, so was always either an hour early or an hour late. However, living in one time zone and going to church (and for years working) in another may make it more feasible for you.

    • Tommie March 16, 2012 at 9:07 am #

      Don’t forget the Nebraska years when we lived in one time zone and the boys went to school in another!

      I agree with your grandfather-in-law. The powers that be are messing with a Higher Power.

      BTW, one of my Facebook friends posted, “If this is Daylight Saving Time, what was the other? Daylight WASTING Time?”

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