The savings are coming! The savings are coming!
Commercial-sounding intro aside, Sunday, November 4th marks the end of Daylight Savings. It is that time of year (unless you’re in Hawaii or Arizona because you’re just too cool for this), to set all the clocks in your house, in your car, in your office, on your wrist, etc, etc BACK one whole hour. At 2 a.m., to be exact. But if you’re like me and every other average shmoe, you’re not actually going to stay up/wake up to set back your clock at 2 in the morning. So you set it before you go to bed or tomorrow morning. Or, like some (me), you completely forget about this literal waste of time and are an hour ahead of the rest of the world (or just the population within your timezone. Unless you’re in Hawaii or Arizona. Or deep in a jungle with Mistah Kurtz. But we digress.) And you remain an hour ahead of your peers until you realize why you missed out on your morning cartoons, and why your girlfriend was furious with you when you finally arrived for what was supposed to be a prompt, timely, you-should-be-on-freaking-time, romantic dinner out. (Oh the horror, the horror).
But isn’t it weird? We add an hour to the day. So we effectively relive this whole hour. Kind of. Let’s get Bill Murray on this project now!
Mini History Lesson:
This Daylight Savings business officially began in Germany and Austria in 1916. The U.S. of A. decided to jump on that bandwagon in 1918. But it wasn’t until 1966 with the Uniform Time Act that it became a more consistent, nationwide practice that helped settle the confusion of local laws concerning Daylight Savings. And from 2007 in the U.S., Daylight Savings officially starts at 2 a.m. on the second Sunday of March and 2 a.m. on the first Sunday of November. In some European countries, Daylight Savings lasts from 1 a.m. on the last Sunday of March to 1 a.m. on the last Sunday of October. (To read more about Daylight Savings Time, click here).
When I wake up at 9 a.m. or noon or 3 p.m., depending on how obnoxious my neighbors decide on being, I will look over at my clock and realize it is incorrect by the standard time. So I will groggily and mechanically mess with the digital doohickey and set it back to an hour when I was still sleeping. It shouldn’t be a mind trip. This manipulation of time isn’t actually manipulation of physical (or metaphysical?) time. It’s shallow. It’s a humanity power trip more than a mind trip. But all the same, it is fascinating how we can simply twist back a dial or push a few buttons and adjust the time of day.
Time. Time is fleeting. Time is mysterious. The fourth dimension. We can possess it, take it, race it, lose it. Calculate and measure it. It flies and slips by. It can be right or wrong, hard or easy. We can have a whale of it! And it can not exist without you, without matter. Existence itself is the mother of time. (And is Time its own Father?) Newton wrote of a “universal flow of time” for our universe to work. Einstein (and Hendrik Lorentz before him) blew (and still blows) our minds with the relativity concept. All in all, we still don’t completely understand it. So we just use it, abuse it, and hear it tick tocking on the mantelpiece, a crude representation of Time’s passing – if that is how it actually works anyway. The Nobel Prize is up for the taking: one could spend loads of time ruminating on Time’s nature. But frankly, right now, I don’t have enough of it.
So what are your thoughts on Daylight Savings Time? And what are you going to do with your extra hour?
I know what I’m going to do: