On Daylight Saving Time

When I was a kid, I hated Daylight Saving Time. I had a very simple reason: the week we moved the clocks ahead was the same week as all standardized tests in New York elementary schools. Yes, even then I knew I was a terrific test taker, but it still bothered me to lose an hour of sleep the days I had to depend on my ability to never need studying.

In fact, I ended up writing a letter to the President of the United States, explaining my predicament and telling him that ever since the advent of alarm clocks, Daylight Saving Time really didn't affect farmers very much. In fact, since they tend to wake up before dawn regardless of the time, there never seemed to be much of a point at all. I'm fine with altering time by an hour to keep it light out later, but do we really have to pretend like it's for the benefit of food producing Ma and Pa operations?

I got a letter back.

It said the President was a very busy man and couldn't address my concerns at that time, but thanked me for writing.

That is when I realized the President of the United States of America is as real as Santa Claus.