In which I succumb to Harry Potter mania
Signs that we’re only a few days from the release of the new Harry Potter book, # 358:
You walk into a university library (Drexel’s, to be exact) and find the place draped with streamers in various Hogwarts house colors, and signs that say things like "Hermione’s nook" and "Voldemort Cave."
I’ll admit to rolling my eyes at that; nonetheless, I’ve succumbed to the hype and ordered book 7. I opted for cheaper shipping, so I won’t get it on the day it comes out. Instead, I’ll be spending the intervening days diligently avoiding spoilers and sticking my fingers in my ears whenever I’m around people who’ve finished reading it already.
At any rate, I’d bet good money that sign # 359 — Harold Bloom publishes indignant screed declaring (again) that Harry Potter presages the decline and fall of western civilization — will crop up any day now.
[Update, two days later: Shouldn’t have worried; my copy arrived this morning. Now I know what I’ll be doing with the rest of my weekend…]
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