Spring forward, Fall out of bed

OK, so I should have posted this on Sunday, but it got delayed and then last night Blogger collapsed so I couldn't post anything.....

...what's the deal with the "Daylight Saving" crap, eh? Celestial mechanics being what it is (they are?) we get the same amount of daylight regardless of the Canute-like pronouncements of the government (much as I'd love to blame such a fiasco on Blair, I must admit it predates the arrival of the Pretty Straight Guy into Downing St.). Why don't the tossers who don't like Greenwich Mean Time either fuck off to some other time zone or, y'know, just GET UP A BIT EARLIER and leave the rest of us in peace and on our astronomically appropriate settings?

The whole idea was originally a joke made by Benjamin Franklin. Of course, an English eccentric (=total bampot) had to come up with an even crazier version which would have been totally impractical in its original form. Even though we didn't adopt his version per se, I may go and piss on this some time:



















Evidently plenty of bloggers agree with me. Among these, Gert is very eloquent on the subject, as is Zoe. And the comments on this BBC page are pretty uniformly anti as well.

Personally I have long been of the opinion that supporters of summer time are the direct intellectual heirs of the mobs who chanted "Give us back our eleven days!" when the Julian calendar was supplanted by the Gregorian.