Yes, it’s time for another DST rant: not mine, though. From AmbivaBlog:
I just saw on CNN’s crawl that there are fewer heart attacks the Monday morning after time “falls back” at the end of daylight saving. There’s also a slight increase in heart attacks the Monday morning after we “spring forward.” In Sweden, anyway. The effect is small but statistically significant.
That’s pathetic. We’re all so rushed and stressed (even in Sweden) that our hearts slurp up that one extra hour of sleep like desert plants in a rare rain. It always does feel like a disproportionately great luxury, doesn’t it? Balm for that feeling that there are never enough hours in the day. And some consolation for the winter dark’s sudden pounce. The two things together are like a hibernation starter kit.
I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for the sudden pounce of the winter dark: this time of year, the westward portion of my drive home five days a week puts the sun right in my face, and worse, right in the face of the frightened shlub in front of me who promptly slams on his brakes.
And as always, I resent screwing around with the clock for some nebulous public good; it’s yet another manifestation of “the bony, blue-fingered hand of Puritanism,” in response to which I offer a (non-blue) finger of my own.