Correct me if I'm wrong here, but I think we're pretty much all in the same boat.



I don't care enough to actively seek out the change, but if somebody were to approach me with a petition to end daylight savings, I'd sign it. Sure. Why not?

"If I sign this, how will it impact my life?"
"Well, you know how your clock loses an hour in Spring, but then gains one in Fall?"
"Yeah."
"You just wouldn't worry about that shit anymore."
"Oh. Okay."

It's just not a fight worth having. I'm already thinking the world is on the brink of collapse. Between pollution, equality, corrupt politics, climate change, declining education, mental health crises, cyber addictions, unemployment, and apparently a resurgence in arm races, the battle over daylight savings is low on 'battles worth picking' list.

It's something we can all pretty much agree on. It doesn't matter if you're left wing, right wing, communist, Christian, Muslim, from rural America, a city slicker, anti-vaccer, mime, punk, goth, meth head, hippy, alcoholic, old, young, working three jobs, retired, a conspiracy theorist, some monk living on a mountain, nerdy, weird, gay, straight, or any other walk of life you can imagine. Daylight savings is dumb.

I am saying this without having done my research. This may be a case of confidence spawned from pure ignorance, but I'm doubtful. Never in my life have I known somebody to have a definitive answer on its purpose.

"Why are we doing this?"
"I think it helps like some farmers or something."
"Are you sure?"
"..."

We live in a consumerist society. We find any and every excuse for deals and sales that we can think of. St. Patrick's Day sale! Easter Sale! President's Day Sale! Groundhog Day Sale! And we don't even bother with a daylight savings sale. I think that's all the proof you need. Even people looking for lame excuses to drive business, who can rely on this being a yearly tradition, are irked over this one.

"Come on by for our twenty-three hour sale! We've got crazy deals but only for twenty-three hours! Because they twenty-fourth was stolen for no fucking reason!"

It's not like we have parades. There aren't t-shirts. You all probably know somebody who can tell you on a whim exactly how many days it is until Christmas. There's nobody in the world looking forward to this one. There are people out there who will defend to the death, who will fight you in the street, if you tell them the Earth is round. And even they don't want to set their clocks an hour early.

"Hey, are you doing for daylight savings?"
"Ohmygod, my friends and I are getting so fucking smashed. You should come."

Do me a favor this year. Monday, when you and everyone else is just a little bit extra tired at work, school, the gym, or wherever you go. Any time something good happens, blurt out, "It's a Daylight Savings miracle!" As long as none of us care quite enough to make a change happen, we might as well pretend to enjoy it.