by Leslie Cox; Sunday; November 7, 2021

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 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.

~ Robertson Davies

Turkey vulture