Saving Daylight Savings, for a Rainy Day

I have never been a huge fan of daylight savings, or of remembering things that occur only once or twice a year. Which would explain my dislike of award shows and presidential holidays. It seems clear to me that instead of changing the clocks by an hour once in a while during the year, a better proposal would be to eliminate certain hours of the day entirely. I'm only talking about a few hours of the day, but out of every day, not just for a few months at a time. The hours I would most like to see done away with would be from 6-9 a.m. It is during this early portion of the day when human beings are by far the most miserable. Wise men have often compared them to the feelings envoked when describing a bad divorce or the passing of a kidney stone. Why then do we every day subject ourselves to the pain and torment of getting up before we are ready, then slowly recovering from a zombie-like state the remainder of the morning. It is disfunctional that our institutions of learning and employment desire to torture us so by insisting that we are properly attired and available at such early hours. No one that has just awoken from an intense technicolor dream rivaling a civil war reenactment is ready to man a battle post in the army of insurance sales, or payless shoes, or biology department. The lesson in all of this is simple. Simply, don't register for classes at 7 a.m. and expect yourself to go to those classes multiple days a week when you hate getting up beofre 10. Also don't be surprised when after missing several sessions of such a class, and upon explaining to your teacher that you will be missing another session later in the week due to the fact that you would rather attend a punk rock show than his class, that you will be lectured on the importance of responsibility and attendance, and mandatory, and culpable, and other words of this nature in some sort of decipherable order. Case closed. Sleeping in is worth fighting for.