THE END OF TIME ZONES

I’ve just woken up. My fingers can barely see, let alone hit the right keys. I feel like a hamster fresh out of hibernation. Ahhh, there, that’s it, the cure to the world’s energy crisis. We all need to ration our waking hours over a year. I propose we 9 billion humans hibernate for a few months a year on a rota basis, waking fresh to take on the baton of keeping the world spinning. It will work. A city gull just cried. Only when a gull cries far inland do you know you’re onto something.

While we’re at it, we may as well abandon time zones and celebrate the oddity of sleeping in dark daylight. No gull cry there. Titles are a misnomer anyway. When did last listen to a song because of the title?

October 16, 2009
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