Daylight Savings Time

This has to end. And I mean for good. The bane of parenting existence, daylight savings time (DST), will end on November 1. I say it’s time to end this evil for good.

It screws up the kids’ internal clocks and throws off their rhythm. It throws off everyone’s rhythm. I mean, we have literally sanctioned CHANGING TIME for 8 months out of the year for absolutely no practical reason. Unless making parents miserable from shoddy nights of sleep because their children can’t figure out why the sun has suddenly, dramatically, startlingly shifted is the goal. In which case; well done.

Seriously, other parents, let’s make this happen. I’m tired. Hold on, I forgot where I was going with this… Oh right, I’m tired both physically from dealing with shifting circadian rhythms and from the arbitrary nightmare of DST.

There was a time when this policy made sense from an electrical consumption standpoint, or a farming standpoint I’m sure. But wake up, America, this makes no sense. We obviously have no problem breaking with centuries of traditions in other arenas, so let’s go rogue on this decades old tradition that really doesn’t benefit anyone. And is certainly detrimental to parents.

On second thought, those folks on the Hill can’t agree on how to make a PB&J sandwich, and they certainly don’t care about the plight of the modern family, so let’s do this in-house. So fellow Texans, what do you say? Are you willing to lead the charge away from this space-time continuum shifting nonsense?*

Fall back? Spring ahead? How about: Sleep Tight. Let’s petition the Governor to take up the cause of parents and end this madness. We can frame this a number of ways. We could point out that it’s more natural not to arbitrarily alter the length of a day. Or we could attempt to address this from that elusive state of mind known as common sense. Or maybe we could just have lawmakers stay with small children after the time change for a few days. I suppose that would violate that whole cruel and unusual punishment thing...

I don’t care how it happens. Let’s just do this thing. Who knows, after the whole DST mess is fixed (cough, destroyed) maybe everyone will have the energy to tackle some of the other serious issues of our day. Like how to prevent people from texting and walking into bears. I hear that’s a big deal.

*Yes, physicists, I know that sentence doesn't make sense. Just be cool.