Harry Potter and me go way back, we’ve been friends since our days at Hogwarts.

Every­one seems to have an opin­ion on the whole ‘Har­ry Pot­ter’ thing, even peo­ple that have not yet read the book or watched the film.
But before I dare com­ment on my friend Har­ry, has any­one yet had the expe­ri­ence of talk­ing to a per­son (usu­al­ly a young per­son) that has seen “The Phan­tom Men­ace”, yet they’ve nev­er heard of Luke Sky­walk­er??? These are peo­ple that don’t know Ben Keno­bi, don’t realise that C‑3PO is gold (most­ly), don’t know what a Wook­iee is, have nev­er seen the Fal­con fail to jump to light-speed.
Okay, now breath a lit­tle, if it was­n’t for the year­ly repeats of the the orig­i­nal tril­o­gy over the past 20ish years there would be a lot more of these peo­ple than there are. But they exist. There are even some that are proud of this igno­rance.
The gut twist­ing feel­ing of unease and sad­ness that fills your head when you realise these peo­ple are real is close (but not the same) as the feel­ing I get lis­ten­ing to some­one talk about the Har­ry Pot­ter movie when they clear­ly have nev­er read the book.
They have missed out on a beau­ti­ful child­hood expe­ri­ence. “But” I hear you say “Dave, your 28.” And why should that pre­vent me from expe­ri­enc­ing thing as a child. Did you sleep through Peter Pan or what??? Per­haps for some this is no longer a pos­si­bil­i­ty, but we were all chil­dren once.
If you go look­ing for the deep­er mean­ing of life or to be pro­found­ly chal­lenged, you will be dis­ap­point­ed. And whose fault would that be?
There is much here that will nev­er be under­stood by those late to the par­ty, who will find them­selves being told all about the fun­ny things that hap­pened before they arrived but ‘you had to be there’.