Written on an Airbed

1 Sunday cool thing. 1 Sunday complaint.

Daylight savings time has hit the UK. Since the clocks have gone forwards, everyone is complaining about having 'lost' an hour, and my not-exactly-bulletproof sleep schedule is going to be a little shaky for a few hours. Okay, I can deal, as can everyone else.

It turns out there are some real benefits to DST. Less electricity is used as lights don't need to be turned on as soon in the evenings. Car crashes in the peak evening time are reduced, as it's lighter out. The ecenomy is strengthened as people are prepared to go continue going out, despite the advancing hours.

For 18 years I've been thinking that DST was an antiquated waste of time. Five minutes on Wikipedia cleared that up, no problem. Cool, huh?

My Sunday complaint, however, is also time-based. Well, it's actually more of a problem with the day itself. Why, when we live in a society that(by and large) does not accept the Bible as the written word of God, do we still shut down the entire planet on Sundays?

Shops are closed. Websites don't update. Banks and postal services sit on their bloody *rses all day long. Why? Because of a story where an omnipotent God decides he needs a day to rest?! Craziness.

Then again, I have a whole big problem with the Gregorian calendar anyway, so I guess the 'sunday' thing is small potatoes.

I think I have another post brewing in me. I'll give it a few hours.

25 March, 2007 - 00:35

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