Come Gather ‘Round, People…
I grew up in Wisconsin, which is firmly planted in Central Standard Time. Spring ahead, fall behind, every year. It was just a thing that was done.
But then, Indiana. Ah, Indiana! Land of Constant Time! There was no changing with the seasons, no changing at all. In winter, we were on the same time as those in Eastern Standard Time, and in summer we were on the same time as those in Central Standard Time. We never changed, they did. I instantly loved it.
The whole concept of Daylight Savings Time is ridiculous. No one’s saving any daylight. It isn’t in a bank available for withdrawals. “But,” you say, “there’s daylight for longer!” No, there isn’t. It’s the same amount of light. You want to take advantage of it? Get up earlier, go to bed later, whatever. Forcing me to change my clocks? Very selfish of you.
Alas, Indiana has fallen for your wiles. For the first time in I don’t know how many years (I don’t care to look it up), Indiana will be observing the time change. And, because we’re so obviously nearest the East Coast, we’ll be observing Eastern Standard Time.
That last sentence was dripping with sarcasm, in case you couldn’t tell.
For reasons that make no sense to me, we’ve decided not only to observe the time change, we’ve decided to go along with the Eastern version, when a simple glance at a map would show that Indiana, if it needed to change, should have changed to Central Time. (So, too, should Michigan, frankly.)
But, no. We’re changing and we’re going with Eastern Time. Bah and double bah.
Pardon my bitterness for the next however long this nonsense goes on. I’m sure you’ll understand.