If you believe that headline, maybe you need to read what Samuel Marchbanks had to say away back in 1947. This is his diary entry for Sunday of the nineteenth week, which by my calculations would have been 4 May.
Went cheerfully through the whole day without realizing that the usual haphazard tinkering with the clocks was in progress, and that I should have been enjoying the benefits of Daylight Saving Time. I don't really care how time is reckoned so long as there is some agreement about it, but I object to being told that I am saving daylight when my reason tells me that I am doing nothing of the kind. I even object to the implication that I am wasting something valuable if I stay in bed after the sun has risen. As an admirer of moonlight I resent the bossy insistence of those who want to reduce my time for enjoying it. At the back of the Daylight Saving scheme I detect the bony, blue-fingered hand of Puritanism, eager to push people into bed earlier, and get them up earlier, to make them healthy, wealthy and wise in spite of themselves.
Since that was written, those Philistines in Ottawa have pushed the beginning of Daylight Saving Time back a further month, so that it now commences at 2:00 am on the first Sunday of April.
That would be tomorrow morning! Thanks for reminding me, Binks; it had completely slipped my mind.
Source of quotation: Robertson Davies, The Papers of Samuel Marchbanks, Part 1: The Diary of Samuel Marchbanks (Don Mills: Collins Press, 1985 [1947]), pp. 75-76.









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