woke up late and right on time


The rooster on the porch didn’t get the memo that the government was rolling the time back an hour.

He was right on time this morning.

Of course, that means that if I can sleep until what used to be six in the morning so that I can get up at my usual 5:00 AM, the rooster is going to get up at our new 4:00 AM so that he can maintain some consistency, too.

This time change is always kind of weird…no matter how many years I’ve been doing it.

So I woke up at the right time, according to my clock.

I was correct this morning.

Correct is all in my head, of course.  I have a bunch of bright numbers on a piece of plastic that I plug into the wall to back me up…but really, correct is only a matter of my own perspective.

This time change may be nothing more than the biggest test of obedience that’s ever been concocted.

What’s our option, though?  We don’t want to be the one guy who’s constantly late…or early.

It would be bad to mess up with time. It would be a failure not to be able to read all the signs.

We don’t want to be an oddball.

That rooster’s an oddball but he’s just doing his job well.

I think I heard the other rooster….the one who lives in the garden…crowing back in answer to the porch rooster….so the porch rooster is not alone in his refusal to buy into the mass delusion.

In their minds, they’re right on time.

This daylight savings time stuff hasn’t been around forever.

Apparently, the concept was proposed in 1895…and then actually adopted by Germany and Hungary in 1916.

And not everyone uses it…here’s a map…

DaylightSaving-World-SubdivisionsI guess that the blue countries use it every year, the orange countries don’t use it at all anymore, and the red colored countries never used it.

It looks like we have more to worry about than what the international dateline is when we travel.

Thinking about that rooster on the porch reminds me that we “go with what we know”.

He doesn’t know jack about mandates or rules.

There’s a fox and some birds of prey, maybe a loose dog who want to kill and eat him out somewhere in the night.

Why should he worry about some rule set up to help the workers of the world milk a little more daylight out of the working day?

He has bigger worries on his mind.

I think I’ve heard that a chicken’s brain is really small.  He probably doesn’t have room for more than a couple of dogs and a silent owl in there. Why complicate things with a rule that requires a clock he doesn’t even know how to read?

A chicken doesn’t need those kinds of additional stress.

But, then again, maybe ignorance is bliss.  Maybe until the moment plays out, a rooster doesn’t know he’s being eaten.

I’m not rooster expert. I really don’t know what they think.

The South tried to secede from the Union a while back.

I wonder what would happen if someone started a movement to secede from Daylight Savings Time?

Except for showing up late for all the meetings with the opposing side, the idea might stand a chance.

They could call themselves the “Real Timers”.

I may get going on that idea in about…oh…let’s say, about an hour.

I can’t wait.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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