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Date: 19 September 2007 18:48:45
This post went through a number of incarnations, in my mind at least, before I decided upon this version. I have opted to share my thoughts in the form of a Ditheory (Dith-theory).
Light bulbs are not always our friends.
Consider the situation if Thomas Edison, Humphry Davy and their ilk had kept their genius to themselves. In the wintertime we would not be getting up before the sun rose and going to bed after it had set. Consequently, we would most likely be less tired, possibly less crabby, and less likely to want to spend the day under the duvet when we should be at work. Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) would probably be non-existant! As it is, after number of extra shifts in a generally busy week, I have spent this foggy day off in a state of semi-hibernation. A luxury, I admit, and one most people can ill afford, no matter how much their metabolism may cry out for it. So, what do you say, should be rise up en masse (or more appropriately, not rise up en masse) and refuse to keep a schedule that is not set by the sun's emergence and disappearance? In an ideal world, perhaps...
Until then, I will be left wondering whether the grubby cotton wool that appears to be functioning in place of my brain at the mo could still be classed as 'grey matter'.