I went to bed a little after midnight last night. It's the weekend. But then, I did something really stupid.

I participated in a nearly nationwide conspiracy to rob myself of an hour of sleep, by turning the clocks ahead for Daylight Savings Time.

Chances are you did it too. I didn't even really have to physically "do" anything, since most of the clocks I now use most often -- the one on my cell phone, on my cable television box, on my computer -- helpfully leapt ahead at 2:30 a.m.

They switched to 3:30 a.m., thus depriving me of beauty rest a few hours laster.

I've written about this whole concept more times than I'd like to remember.

  • Yes, daylight savings is based on a totally discredited, 100-year-old theory.
  • Yes, moving the clocks back and forth twice a year hurts public health and had a measurable impact on the economy.
  • No, it doesn't save energy.
  • Yes, everybody hates it.

To be a bit technical, I guess I don't personally hate Daylight Savings Time, since I do enjoy the later evenings in the spring and summer. 

What I dislike -- and what undermines everything -- is the switching back and forth twice a year. We can just keep our clocks on savings time.

But that's not even really required; we can just adjust our lives instead. If sundown were really relegated to 7 p.m. in the summer, eventually I think we'd just adjust our daily schedules, even if we didn't adjust the clocks.

I'm not alone of course. Chances are you hate it just as much, and also that you participated in the scheme last night too.

This explains why so many states have passed laws to do away with clock switching; most of them come down on the "stay on 'spring ahead'" side, by the way.

Yet here we are, bleary eyed on a Sunday morning, with no good explanation for why we all decided to upend our biological clocks by messing with the electronic and mechanical ones.

It's really quite stupid. And the only thing worse is that six months from now, we'll all almost certainly still be doing it again.