Tuesday, 6 January 2026

Sommarøy, Norway: The Island That Called Time’s Bluff.

 Researched and Written by ChatGPT


Every few years, a headline resurfaces claiming that a small island in Norway “abolished time.”

That island is Sommarøy—a fishing village just above the Arctic Circle.

The headline isn’t entirely true.
But the idea behind it absolutely is.

The Reality Behind the Viral Story

Sommarøy did not dismantle clocks, reject time zones, or opt out of the modern world. Ferries still run on schedules. Flights still land on time. Government paperwork still has timestamps.

What happened in 2019 was more subtle—and more revealing.

Residents launched a symbolic campaign asking to be recognized as a “time-free zone.” Not because they were naïve or anti-technology, but because the clock had already lost relevance in daily life.

For roughly 70 days each summer, the sun never sets.
For weeks in winter, daylight barely appears.

When it’s bright at midnight, telling someone “it’s late” becomes meaningless.

And so people did what humans naturally do when artificial systems fail:

  • They slept when tired

  • Worked when conditions made sense

  • Let kids play outside at all hours

  • Fished, repaired boats, and socialized based on weather and energy—not numbers on a dial

Clocks didn’t disappear.
Authority did.

The Watch Bridge (Yes, That Happened)

As part of the campaign, residents hung watches on a local bridge. The photos went viral. Media outlets did what they always do: exaggerated the story into something whimsical and simplistic.

But the gesture wasn’t silly—it was symbolic.

It said: This tool no longer tells the truth here.

Why Sommarøy Matters (Even If the Law Didn’t Change)

It’s easy to dismiss the story as a publicity stunt. That misses the point entirely.

Sommarøy exposed something most of us feel but rarely articulate:
Mechanical time is a poor ruler of living systems.

Clocks were designed for factories, railroads, and empires.
They were never designed for bodies, seasons, creativity, or ecosystems.

Yet we now live under clock dominance:

  • Sleep ruled by alarms, not biology

  • Productivity measured in minutes, not meaning

  • Creativity boxed into schedules

  • Worth equated with “time spent” rather than value created

Sommarøy didn’t rebel.
It simply reached the edge where the illusion collapses.

Nature Doesn’t Recognize Timekeeping

Tides don’t clock in.
Plants don’t rush because it’s “late.”
Animals don’t experience anxiety over deadlines.

Humans didn’t either—for most of our history.

Circadian rhythms, seasonal cycles, and environmental cues once guided life. The clock replaced those signals with abstraction—and then we forgot it was optional.

Sommarøy is a rare place where nature makes that forgetting impossible.

The Question the Island Forces Us to Ask

The real challenge Sommarøy presents isn’t about abolishing clocks.

It’s this:

  • Who does time discipline serve?

  • When did efficiency replace wisdom?

  • What happens to human health when rhythm is overridden by regulation?

When an island reaches a point where the sun invalidates the clock, the problem isn’t the island.

It’s the assumption that time should always be obeyed.

Final Thought

Sommarøy didn’t end time.

It reminded us that time is a tool, not a master—and that when the tool stops making sense, we’re allowed to question it.

That question may be long overdue.

                                                                              




Thoughts on Personal Growth, Standing Up for Others, and Speaking Your Mind.

 Written by me.


It feels extremely rewarding to see your own growth.  For years I feel I've done directionless ranting and it's been great therapy as well as a way to connect with other like-minds.  

However, as I told my psychotherapist once, I tend to verbally barf and run vs standing there to respond to the response to my words.

I can only think the cause is maturity, confidence, and being sure of what I'm saying.  

Every shitty experience I've had recently has presented opportunities to speak my mind and the responses have been surprising. 

When I told the three dipshit security guards at the KGH that the homeless man in a wheelchair would be waiting inside with me for our taxi's, they backed right off. 

When I told the one security guard that we have to do better for one another as he told me how the guy would "try anything" to stay in the hospital, he softened and agreed. Wouldn't you try anything to stay warm and thus alive?

When I told my nurse that though the snail's pace of action was normal to him, it was NOT good enough, he nodded in understanding.

When I told the other nurse that the hospital is a shameful place where patients fall and get put into hallways and get fed absolutely disgusting food, she stated that 'as someone from the inside, I can 100% agree'.

Each of those people smiled at me the next day, each spoke with me respectfully.

I'm not sure what and where the change has been.  But I will say that each time I spoke, there was an almost equal mixture of anger, emotion, and clarity.  But there's also been knowledge because ANYONE of us can research situations and gain more insight than most people would ever even know exists on the subject.  

I sit here exhausted by it all but proud of myself for standing up for others.  So many people at the hospital literally just need kindness or someone to hold their jacket or someone to back them up.

These people need us like a wolf needs its pack.  

I know I am a pack member and over a decade ago I was sharing the idea that THE PACK SURVIVES.

Today, its relevance shines.  

We cannot wait for any officialdom to think about us and whether we're okay.

We must ensure that we are okay.  

The pack survives.

Much love to my pack members--those I know and those I will soon know.