Rage against the dying of the sunlight.

I don't know who invented Daylight Saving Time, but it seems like a pretty bad idea to me. Why did we ever decide that gaining an hour of sleep in the morning was an acceptable trade-off for going months without seeing the sun during non-working hours? I wish somebody had consulted me about it, because I'd have said no thanks.

Though, as Oskaar the very, very perturbed Icelander points out in this fantastic rant against the darkness that consumes his daily life in Reykjavik, things could be worse:

Sources: davedockerslover | h/t Digg