The Rites of Spring

The Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory
Salvador Dalí, 1952-54

I have never been able to understand the reason for Daylight Saving Time.  It doesn't make any sense to me.  I would rather have daylight in the morning, and dark in the evening.  When I was in Hawaii, the sun set promptly at 6:00, and the evenings were warm,  dark, and very beautiful.  What purpose does it serve to have the sun shining until later than 10:00 at night?  Isn't night meant for the moon and the stars?  When it's daylight at night -- until almost midnight -- people feel compelled to spend their nights doing daylight things and missing the beauty of the night.  It's not logical.  In the wintertime, when the nights are long and dark, folks can't get outside.  In the summer, when people can sit out side and watch the shooting stars and the moon make its path across the sky, no one can see them because it's still light.  Night time has been banished.  Why?  What on earth for?  What's wrong with night?

I dread Daylight Savings Time for another reason.  The Hominidae Troglodytes Sasquatch 20 year-old kids next door shake off their winter somnolence, open their windows and doors and partay... all day and all night.  There are nine of them, and each of them has at least 30 or 40 friends.  What would summer be without beer -- lots of beer -- loud music. barbeque and marijuana smoke wafting through our windows?  This seems to be a rite of passage brought on by the brightening sunlight.

*sigh*

I'm a morning person.  I love the bright sunshine flooding through my windows early in the morning.  Night is for star gazing, bonfires on the beach, lying on the grass and looking for the Big Dipper and Orion.  Who can enjoy the mysteries of the night, when the sun is still shining until almost midnight?  Bring back the night -- please.