Orestes D’Arconte: archaic, horrible and disconcerting | Columns
I long for the good old days when I could control the weather. I had a few ugly mickey mouse wristwatches growing up – not literally, of course – but I liked the pocket watches passed down to me the most.
You actually carried them around in a pocket and when they started to slow down you would coil the spring inside with a little button on the top of the watch.
You had time in your pocket. A bit like a poor man’s cell phone. And that’s the problem.
Cell phones, televisions, car clocks all have their own minds. You’re watching them tonight and it’s a quarter to midnight. Fifteen minutes later, they say it’s 11pm. Starting at midnight, you wake up with a 25 hour day. What is happening?
This archaic, horrific and baffling summer time is ending, of course. Welcome to “real” time.
In the old days, you could rebel against this outdated and unrealistic practice. Just keep your clock and look at the hands where they are in April. Resist the urge to “push forward”.
When looking at one of your timekeepers, just make a mental note to move them forward an hour. It was a small rebellion, I admit, but a worthy insurrection nonetheless.
Now your must-have cell phone will adjust automatically, just like the TV time and most car clocks. For compliance, you are left with the stove clock and plug-in and battery-powered clocks to manually reset to where they should always have been about six months ago.
The sun rose in the east at 7:24 am today. Tomorrow he will get up at 6:25 a.m. The sun will set in the west at 5:33 am today. Sunset tomorrow is 4:32.
This is surely the start of the dark period, as the Earth turns towards the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year, December 21, a Tuesday.
On this day, the sun will rise at 7:10 am and set at 4:17 am, giving us just over nine hours of daylight.
Lawmakers here and nationwide are trying to do away with daylight saving time. Don’t hold your breath. Or set your watch on it.
“Lost time is never found again.”
– Benjamin Franklin
So you’re so smart …
Last week, I bet you couldn’t tell me two things: which South American ballroom dance became a global sensation in the early part of the 20th century, and which are the three greatest presidents. Only Kathy H. and Bert H. both understood them correctly.
My answers: 1) Tango, 2) Lincoln at 6-4, and Johnson and Trump at 6-3.
Gail B., Doug W. and Kenneth C. A bad guess was bossa nova. Wrong assumptions for the greatest presidents included Jefferson, Obama, Washington, Buchanan, George HW Bush and Taft.
“What about the biggest presidential loser? Writes Terence O. “John Kerry is up there at 6-4.”
Now I bet you can’t tell me, without looking, what Jimmy Carter installed on the roof of the White House and Ronald Reagan removed. The deadline is Wednesday noon.
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